I am super sweet! [Entertainment]

The next day, even though Zuo Wenqi didn't sleep very well the night before, he still got up early and made breakfast. Ning Xiaole was woken up by the scent wafting from the living room.

He got up from the bed, walked out with a pair of slippers, yawned and said hello: "Morning, Brother Zuo."

As soon as Zuo Wenqi turned his head, he saw Ning Xiaole's hair and clothes were in a mess, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand, went to him and gently adjusted the neckline of his pajamas, and patted his head: "Morning. Breakfast is still being made, you should go brush your teeth and wash up first."

"Okay~" Ning Xiaole was well-behaved throughout the whole process, and after she answered, she turned and went to the bathroom to wash up. By the way, she changed into a set of ordinary home clothes, and when she returned to the living room, she was already in a full state of energy.

Before the breakfast was fully prepared, Ning Xiaole thought it would be a rare trip to come back, and clean up by the way, but picked up the broom and looked around the living room, only to find that it was surprisingly clean.

Is it not dirty because no one lives there?

Ning Xiaole rubbed the back of her head, and walked out of the room with a broom in her hand, looking a little confused.

It just so happened that Zuo Wenqi came out of the kitchen with a plate of fried eggs at this time, seeing him holding a broom and not knowing what to do, he explained: "When you visited yesterday afternoon, I already cleaned the house by the way. Go through it again."

Only then did Ning Xiaole understand exactly what happened, and happily went to put the broom away, and couldn't help but tease: "Brother Zuo cooks delicious food, and cleans well. He is really virtuous, and I want to marry you." I'm home~"

Zuo Wenqi was looking for the necessary tableware from the cupboard, when he heard his teasing, he replied casually: "Then the bride price I want is very expensive."

"How much does Brother Zuo want?" Ning Xiaole lay on the back of the sofa near the kitchen in the living room, blinking to continue the topic, "I'll work hard to save money for you~"

Zuo Wenqi took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and looked in his direction: "Then what do you want?"

"Me?" Ning Xiaole tilted her head, then smiled brightly, "Okay. You can pay directly now~"

As he said that, he opened his arms to Zuo Wenqi, as if he wanted to throw himself into his arms.

Zuo Wenqi obeyed his will, stepped forward and hugged him, then patted his furry head: "Stop playing, let's eat."

"Good~"

Ning Xiaole happily turned around and jumped off the sofa, put on her slippers and headed towards the dining table.

Breakfast has been prepared and placed on the table, a bowl of hot meat porridge, a fried egg, and a plate of side dishes, which is also enough for the two of them to eat.

After breakfast, they will start to prepare to pack things, so it is still very important to replenish energy at this time.

On the way, Zuo Wenqi asked him what he wanted to bring there.

Ning Xiaole thought for a while before answering: "It's mainly clothes, and some commonly used books and photo albums. It shouldn't be too many, after all, it's not a complete move."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and then said: "That's right, brother Zuo will accompany me to see my mother later, okay? I also want to introduce Brother Zuo to my mother."

Ning Xiaole didn't need to say this, Zuo Wenqi naturally wanted to follow.

It was Ning Xiaole who found him, rescued him, and played with him back then, but if Ning Xiaole's parents didn't dislike him and were willing to let him go to their house, he probably wouldn't be where he is today.

Zuo Wenqi accepted Ning Xiaole's invitation, and Ning Xiaole's mood obviously became better. After breakfast and rest for a while, he was ready to go to the cemetery where his mother was.

When Ning Xiaole's mother left, it happened that Ning Xiaole still had a certain balance after paying off the debt, so she chose a well-managed cemetery in the suburbs for her mother. It would take 10 to [-] minutes to drive there from their community.

On the way they passed a street selling flowers, Zuo Wenqi asked by the way: "Since we are going to visit your mother, should we buy some flowers?"

When he mentioned it like this, Ning Xiaole remembered this, slapped his head and said, "That's right, I almost forgot to bring flowers for my mother, so let's buy a bunch of flowers here now."

Zuo Wenqi responded well, and parked the car in a nearby parking space, and his colleague who was wearing a mask also handed one to Ning Xiaole.

They walked together to the street dedicated to selling flowers, neither of them were very good at picking things, especially flower pickers, so they walked half a circle and simply entered a shop at random.

When she first walked into the store, before Ning Xiaole had time to read what was said here, she heard Zuo Wenqi directly ask the clerk if there were any bouquets of baby's breath and little daisies here.

The clerk was a young girl. After hearing Zuo Wenqi's question, she politely replied: "Maybe there are no ready-made flower bouquets, but there are enough baby's breath and little daisies to make a bunch right now. What do you think, sir?" Sample?"

Zuo Wenqi pondered for a moment and asked, "How long will it take?"

"A few minutes will do."

It didn't take long, and Zuo Wenqi didn't bother to look for the next store, so he nodded in agreement with the clerk's proposal, and the clerk responded well and went to get the materials and prepare for packaging.

On the way, Ning Xiaole turned to look at Zuo Wenqi, a little curious: "Zuo...cough, how does brother Qi know that my mother likes baby's breath and little daisies?"

When Zuo Wenqi heard his question, he didn't even pay attention to the address he had changed for a moment. After a moment of silence, he held back an answer: "... guess. I think these two flowers match your mother very well."

The pure Ning Xiaole had no doubts, and nodded suddenly, completely believing his words.

The shop assistant who was packing was very skilled at packing bouquets, and soon handed them a bouquet they needed.

Zuo Wenqi took the flowers, thanked him and went directly to pay, but Ning Xiaole acted like an idler during the whole process.

But Ning Xiaole himself was also happy to be at leisure, happily returning to the car with him to go to the cemetery.

And after they left, the clerk looked at their backs and felt a little familiar. After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of their backs. Then she opened Weibo and found a chat with her Guan's "Zuoyi Xiaoyue" edited a few strings of text and sent the pictures.

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On the other side, Ning Xiaole took the big bouquet held by Zuo Wenqi after getting in the car, and went to the cemetery in the suburbs together.

It's not the season of offering sacrifices yet, and the cemetery is deserted, with almost no one there, only a few or two people shrouded in sadness squatting in front of the tombstone, probably thinking of their dead relatives and friends.

Ning Xiaole followed his memory all the way to where his mother's tombstone was.

Because her mother likes to be quiet, Ning Xiaole chose a relatively remote and secluded place. When she walked over, she couldn't hear the voices of other sporadic people at all, only the occasional movement of the wind blowing on the treetops.

He stood where he was, looked at his mother who was smiling brightly on the tombstone, and smiled along with him: "Good morning, Mom, I'm here to see you."

Usually, in terms of appearance, Ning Xiaole and her mother are not particularly similar, but when they both laugh, they feel as if they were carved out of the same mold.

Zuo Wenqi stood beside him, quietly listening to him chatting with his mother about some common topics.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Xiaole maintained his usual cheerful smile, as if he was chatting with his mother face to face.

After finishing the usual homely greetings, Ning Xiaole put the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and pulled Zuo Wenqi closer: "By the way, Mom, I will meet Brother Zuo in the upcoming variety show! Brother Zuo is a It’s really super nice, I’m still here to see you with me today, the flowers are all bought by Brother Zuo.”

While speaking, he looked up at Zuo Wenqi, smiling brightly.

Zuo Wenqi softened his expression, raised his hand and rubbed his head, then turned to look at the black and white photo in front of the tombstone.

The photo I chose happened to be a photo of Ning Xiaole's mother when she was one or two years old. At that time, she was still the wife of a family, with a gentle and generous demeanor.

Under Ning Xiaole's gaze, Zuo Wenqi called out softly, "Hello, Auntie."

haven't seen you for a long time.

Zuo Wenqi looked at the photo - it happened to be taken by him and Ning Xiaole with Ning Xiaole's father's camera, and he even felt a sense of dislocation in time and space.

Ning Xiaole was only two years old at the time, and she was already a chatterbox before she could speak quickly, chatting non-stop every day, and when she saw Zuo Wenqi, she threw herself into Zuo Wenqi's arms and wanted to hug him.

Once, when he was seven years old, he just went to Ning Xiaole's house as usual, and as soon as he opened the door, he was thrown into his arms by the little Ning Xiaole, who was still holding a camera in his hand and waving it around.

Little Zuo Wenqi was afraid that he would drop the camera, so he quickly tried to take the camera from his hand, but little Ning Xiaole refused to let go, calling his brother in a childish voice, and then babbled a lot about him Incomprehensible whispers.

It was Ning's mother who came over and explained to him with a smile: "This is his father's camera. He saw it today, and he will use it to take a picture of me. Xiao Le is too young to use it. I am inviting you Together with him. You should consider him fulfilling his wish, otherwise today you don’t know when this brat is going to make trouble again.”

Ning's mother said disgusting words, but the smile on her face was very kind.

Little Zuo Wenqi has been going to their house from time to time for more than half a year, and his attitude is much more relaxed than before. He agrees a little bit, and asks Xiao Ning Xiaole to hold the camera and face Ning's mother, while he squats behind him and teaches him Putting your hand on the shutter button of the camera, a "click" captured Ning's mother's gentle smile.

Now more than 20 years have passed since that incident, Zuo Wenqi did not expect this photo to be preserved.

Suddenly, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered in his heart, and pretended to say casually: "This photo is very beautiful."

"Yes, yes, I think so too~" Ning Xiaole shook her head proudly, "I found this from the camera my father left behind. It should be the photo my father took for my mother back then. Dad's camera It’s full of photos of my mother, and I fell in love with this one right away~”

Hearing Ning Xiaole's cheerful tone, Zuo Wenqi slightly lowered his eyelashes, covering up the flash of disappointment in his eyes.

At least Ning Xiaole was able to choose this photo at a glance, it must be a kind of fate.

The author has something to say: the remaining [-] will be mua at [-] o'clock in the evening~