Are you dating online, miss?

The energy of the fat house falling into the water is amazing.

He Lu took a few sips of the Coke, the small bubbles of soda mixed with the sweet but not greasy cold taste spread between his lips and teeth.

It was the rush hour for commuting, and the flow of people outside the car was increasing. Street vendors hawking breakfast, and waves of young office workers riding orange-yellow or green shared bicycles receded in sight.

The sun was bright and not dazzling, just right, shining into the car.

Those helplessness, panic and hesitation seemed to be dried by the sun, and they were taken away from my mind.

Holding the Coke in her hand, she looked out the window for a while, and looked at the woman in front of her who was concentrating on driving for a while, and her mood gradually improved miraculously.

Mo Yiyi secretly looked at the girl's expression several times through the interior mirror of the car, saw the corners of her lips slightly curled up, and thought that she really liked Coke, but fortunately she remembered that in the early hours of the night, this girl didn't sleep well in the middle of the night. Come to the lobby and ask for a drink.

It's so coaxing.

Back at the homestay, He Lu went to the front desk as soon as Liu Tang wished.

"Well, boss, how much money was spent on going to the hospital in the morning, I will transfer it to you."

Mo Yiyi told her that the money was paid by the owner of the homestay.

Liu Tang took out the calculator with a smile, clicked it against a stack of invoices, raised her head, and looked at He Lu with admiration - she just likes such a self-conscious person.

"960 five seven... just give me 960 five."

Taking advantage of He Lu going upstairs to get her phone, she turned her head and glared at Mo Yiyi: "Why are you looking at me like that, seventy cents is not money? Of course it's a small change, and I didn't charge for the car to pick me up at the hospital, oil Money is not cheap. Such a good person is hard to find, you know? Hey, did you listen to me—"

Mo Yiyi ignored him, turned around early, waved his hands lazily back, and entered the room.

He Lu packed his luggage very quickly, and he didn't bring much, not to mention that the trip hadn't started yet, let alone any local souvenirs.There were only two things on her mind.

One is to be able to see Dumu Dada with his own eyes the day after tomorrow.

The second is to return to Beijing for a comprehensive review.

In order to go back as soon as possible, she even changed the ticket to three o'clock in the afternoon.

In less than 10 minutes, she tuk tuk tuk down the stairs carrying a small box.

"Hey, this is..." Liu Tang greeted him in surprise, she remembered that this guest had booked a room for four days.

He Lu pulled the small box and smiled apologetically at her: "I'm sorry, boss, I have something urgent to go back—"

Liu Tang's heart skipped a beat.

What about the room fee?

It's not yet the National Day Golden Week, and the temporarily vacated rooms may not be filled with guests immediately, alas.

"——I'm sorry for causing you trouble. It seems that the room fee can't be refunded, so it won't be refunded. Please ask the clerk to drive me back and forth in the morning. I still thank you very much for this store."

Liu Tang raised her head again, and looked at He Lu with more admiration - she likes people who practice politeness to the point.

"Oh, what, our homestay is not like a hotel, what we do is human touch." She smiled sincerely, and glanced at He Lu's suitcase, "Who doesn't have a time to go out and rely on others, since it's urgent, I won’t stay anymore, I’ll give you a discount when you come to Dali next time! Are you going to the train station or the airport?”

"Uh, the airport."

"I'll arrange someone to take you off! Wait, ah! One minute!"

"Eh no—"

He Lu's words couldn't keep up with Liu Tang's speed of rushing into the back room, and when she pushed out the woman who seemed to be lying down with a clearly dazed face, the polite words were completely stuck, and she swallowed them back.

"...Thank you then." She heard herself say that.

Mo Yiyi didn't sleep for three hours in the morning. After taking the guests to the hospital, he finally returned to the hotel to catch up on sleep. He was forcibly pulled up from the bed again. When he was about to get angry, he caught He Lu's cautious and probing eyes.

He Lu lowered his head and pretended to look at his phone.

Mo Yiyi remembered how her sister was frightened by the doctor and wanted to cry at the hospital in the morning, and the Virgin's heart broke out for a while, so she couldn't hold back her anger at Liu Tang.

She stepped forward, pressed her breath, and choked out a sentence: "... let's go."

Get in the car, this time in the passenger seat.

The woman drove steadily while driving, and He Lu sat in a state of fear and inexplicable peace of mind, tightening the seat belt for a while and loosening it for a while.

She peeked at the driver's seat a few times out of the corner of her eye. The woman seemed more serious than last night, and she was also quieter than when she was taken to the hospital in the morning. Her face was sullen and she didn't say a word.

Angry?

He Lu speculated in his heart, and suddenly remembered——

She seemed unwilling to ride with her.

"Refundable."

He Lu didn't react: "What?"

"Room rate."

She came to a sudden: "Oh - I remember that the page where the order was placed said that it cannot be refunded."

"Just for a good reason."

Just cause?

He Lu said embarrassedly: "I want to leave and check out, is it justified..."

For no reason, I always feel like I am bullying my boss.

Mo Yiyi stared ahead, and said calmly: "That stack of invoices issued by the hospital is the reason. She said that she would return home for medical treatment due to an emergency. If it doesn't work, be more aggressive."

"..."

Is that okay?

He Lu really thought about it, and finally said: "Forget it. Thank you for reminding me, but——" She paused, her thin voice became more serious, "If you say it, you will not back down, even if you suffer a little. , It’s not easy to go back on what you said.”

Mo Yiyi was taken aback, and turned to glance at her, his expression was serious enough - the kind that could directly give a speech on the flag-raising platform.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was stupid or naive.

In the modern jungle where the fur and the blood drink, you can still see this kind of rare creature that seems to grow in a vacuum.

But in the end, there is still no shortage of money.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

On the way, He Lu received a call from He Mu.

"How are you doing? Remember to eat three meals a day when you go out, don't sleep in late and eat less supper, you know?"

It's a cliché every time I go out, and He Lu responded with a hmm.

After chatting about homework for a while, Mother He finally brought up the topic.

"I just sent you a photo of Aunt Feng's son on WeChat, what do you think? The young man is very energetic."

"..."

He Lu clicked on WeChat, it was sent a few minutes ago, but she didn't pay attention.

There is no need to click on the photo. The man above has regular facial features, short and straight hair, wearing a brand new suit, and glasses with silver metal frames. The eyes behind the lenses reveal a sharp sense of professionalism and a commensurate mature workplace style, with a smile standard.

——Full of visual sense of financial elites.

It's just that it's hard to arouse interest in such a job application photo that looks exactly like the one on the resume.

"Is it not bad?" Mother He asked again.

Mom is too impatient.

He Lu glanced at the driver's seat, there are still people there, so ask someone to say something.

"how is everything?"

He Lu's heart was clouded by the tumor storm, and she was still worried, but now she was repeatedly urged to express her opinion on the blind date man she hadn't met yet, and she blurted out: "It's not good."

"What—?" He's mother's voice was raised in an instant, "Xiao Gao wants to have a good appearance, a good education, and a family background. Even if you don't like it at first glance, you can't fall to a bad level Right. He Lu, mom is not forcing you to be with Xiao Gao, but girls are different from men, youth is precious, I will definitely not let you pass by in a daze, time waits for no one, you must hurry up !"

With the phone still in his ear, He Lu remembered the jokes he had read in college:

Freshman girls are cherries, whether they look good or not;

Sophomore girls are apples, beautiful and delicious;

The junior girl is a pomegranate, whether it is delicious or not;

Senior girl?

A senior girl is a tomato, do you think you are still a fruit?

"...I will be 25 after the new year. It will take a year or two to get married and get married. I will be at least 27 when I have a baby. It's a bit late but it's okay. If you want to have a second child, you have to hurry up and try to have both children before 26. Done, giving birth at an advanced age is not good for you and your child. I went to someone to calculate it for you a while ago, and said that if you miss the year of [-], your marriage will not be good in the future. Tell me, can you not hurry up, it will happen in the blink of an eye .”

Mother He dumped a pile of beans by herself at the other end, and she might have dry mouth in the end, so she paused and called her: "You are talking, are you listening, He Lu?"

He Lu recovered from the joke, his voice was low: "I know, I don't even count tomatoes..."

"Tomatoes? What tomatoes? Let me tell you what's going on. What's wrong with you? Do you want to eat tomatoes? Okay, I'll buy some when you come back. Stewed beef brisket or scrambled eggs?"

The pressure in Mother He's words made people breathless, but the unintentional love revealed in the words was also true.

He Lu fluctuated between suffocation and emotion, unable to move to the side.

"Come back and talk, I'll be back in the afternoon, Mom."

"Afternoon? This afternoon? It's so sudden."

"Well, something happened at work."

"Alright, come back and talk about Xiao Gao."

After hanging up the phone, He Lu leaned his head on his chin and looked outside.

The clear and cloudless sky before the departure suddenly turned dark and condensed into clusters of gray clouds, as if it was about to rain.

God is really giving me face, the weather suits my mood so well.

He Lu sighed slightly.

Mo Yiyi heard it, and turned to look at the co-driver.

The girl's young face was full of melancholy, the corners of her mouth were slightly turned down, and her eyes looked out of the window with concentration and emptiness.

When the car was parked at the airport, He Lu received a text message when He Lu just took off the suitcase from the trunk, and his mouth formed an O shape.

Her surprise was too obvious—holding the lever, she stood still, staring at the screen and opening her mouth.

Mo Yiyi was about to reverse the car, but saw that she was standing still behind her. A small person and a suitcase blocked the angle of reversing the car. She opened the door and got out of the car. Because of the little girl's expression, the corner of her mouth turned into——

"What happened?"

Airport cafe.

"Give."

Mo Yiyi ordered her some Coke, put it across the small table, and sat down.

"Thank you." He Lu picked it up, took a sip, and said to her seriously, "Actually, you don't have to wait with me."

Mo Yiyi coughed and was about to speak.

"Your inn's service is really good, I will definitely give it five stars when I go back."

It turned out that she still regarded herself as an inn employee.

Mo Yiyi laughed in his heart, Liu Tang was so cheap, he got a five-star praise for nothing.

She said: "It's just that I can't walk because of the heavy rain."

The huge transparent windows of the airport were hit by the rain violently. Due to the sudden bad weather in the whole airport, the departing tourists were forced to stay.

But it's not so bad for driving that it's impossible to get around at all.

Mo Yiyi just saw the little girl's aggrieved look with her mouth curled up in the parking lot, and remembered what the doctor said in the morning that the tumor might be...

"Yeah, it's dangerous to drive in such heavy rain."

He Lu glanced at the rain curtain on the window and laughed.

It's not kind to think so—but it feels good to have someone by my side.

But then there was silence.

He Lu is not very good at chatting with people, and now that the two of them... can't even answer each other's name, it is not acquaintance in a strict sense, let alone how to start a chat.

She scrolled through Weibo boredly, and took a few sneaky glances. The person on the opposite side seemed to be typing non-stop with a mobile phone, as if chatting, but could her expression be too serious?

He Lu thought of a topic, one topic after another passed through his mind, feeling awkward.

Due to the heavy rain, many passengers were stranded at the airport. The radio broadcasted the real-time weather and conditions over and over again. The daily hustle and bustle was mixed with the dissatisfaction of passengers, and the ringtones and voices of many people who were on the phone due to delays in their schedules.

Hey……

She held the Coke and took a sip, and then another sip.

Haven't found anything to talk to yet.

A little melancholy.

The bell rang suddenly, and Mo Yiyi answered the phone.

He Lu continued to drink Coke in small sips, his ears pricked up unconsciously——

"Well, I've-"

"Oh, don't you need to go?"

Mo Yiyi raised his hand, smiled helplessly and rubbed his forehead.

"Okay, listen to you."

The phone call was very brief, and when she finished speaking, He Lu sat upright, and she felt that she had found something to talk to.

"Hey, I found out that you don't have an accent at all."

This is real.

As a tenth-level dialect scholar, He Lu has full language talent, and it is easy to tell where someone is from from the Mandarin of others. It is not so exaggerated to be specific to the city, but it is still easy to judge which province.

When the woman on the opposite side spoke, no matter in terms of intonation or idiomatic words, there was no accent at all. It was not a standard and rigid broadcasting accent, and it was more ups and downs.

But I just couldn't tell where it was from.

"Really." No one said it before, Mo Yiyi was a little surprised, and pursed his lips, "I know, you are from the south."

"Eh? Because of the accent?"

He Lu was surprised, she always felt that she spoke Mandarin quite standard, and she was quite proud of it.

"You are very small."

"..."

He Lu wrinkled his nose slightly, and complained: "Discrimination! The blatant discrimination of the North against the South!"

Too unfriendly, want to split the motherland!

He Lu took a sip of Coke to soothe his little heart, and continued to complain silently with his eyes.

Mo Yiyi leaned back on the chair back in a leisurely manner, raised his hands flat, and showed a faint helpless smile: "I'm just kidding, your height——" paused, "It's not bad in the north."

"Oh... well."

"When I say very small, I don't mean the size, but..."

Mo Yiyi crossed his hands on the table and thought about his words.

"A kind of feeling, not short, but it feels small and—well, delicate."

"Uh……"

He Lu silently swallowed the coke in his mouth, his face flushed uncontrollably.

It's not that she hasn't been praised before, on the contrary, she has always been used to it, but this is said by a strange woman with a pleasant voice and a light tone-adding MAX-level credibility for no reason.

"This is..." Compliment me?

She pressed the corners of her lips that were about to turn up, thinking awkwardly.

"It can be understood as a compliment."

"—Pfft ha ha ha!"

Still couldn't hold it back, He Lu laughed, and realized something the moment he made the sound, and quickly covered his mouth tightly, his small face was reddened due to shyness, embarrassment and embarrassment at the moment up.

The funny little appearance immediately made Mo Yiyi curl his lips.

He Lu simply put down his hands, and the two looked at each other and laughed.

The gray sky was still raining far and near.

The complaints and ringing bells are still there.

The exhaustion after working overtime, the panic caused by the doctor's words, and the boredom caused by the phone call with He Muna all disappeared at least at this moment.

He Lu was still laughing, and felt that it would be okay if it was a little later.