When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The spring sunlight fell obliquely from the window into the room, and a woman with a straight figure was sitting on one side of the sofa facing each other.

Compared to Shen Qingzi's soft whiteness, Zuo Lan was an impenetrable gray.

Zuoyin turned her head to look at Shen Qingzi.

But Shen Qingzi nodded lightly to herself, as if to say: Your mother knows.

Zuo Lan looked at Zuo Yin who was standing in a daze at the door, and took the lead to break the peace, "Why don't you come in while standing there?"

Zuo Yin didn't answer her, but instead asked, "Why are you here?"

"I can't come to your studio to have a look?" Zuo Lan said with confidence, still her usual domineering look.

"Okay." Zuo Yin nodded and asked again, "When did you come?"

Zuo Lan glanced at her watch, "Ten minutes ago."

Hearing this didn't take too long, Zuo Yin heaved a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to sit on the single sofa on one side, Zuo Lan pointed to the sofa opposite her where Shen Qingzi was sitting, and said, "Sit on Xiaozi's side."

Zuo Yin froze for a moment.

"Xiaozi"?

What kind of endearment is this?

Zuo Yin's heart beat violently.

She couldn't figure out how Zuo Lan knew, and she didn't know what was the purpose of her tidying up so well today.

"I heard from your teacher that your painting won an award." Zuo Lan saw Zuo Yin sitting next to Shen Qingzi, and asked.

Zuo Yin nodded, "Yes."

Zuo Lan: "Very good, then I can rest assured."

Hearing what Zuo Lan said, Zuo Yin was a little puzzled.

She raised her head to look at Zuo Lan for some unknown reason, this crazy woman still has a bit of charm after tidying up, and she seems to have come back as a young lady in the past.

Zuo Lan looked at Zuo Yin's gaze towards her, and thought she was questioning what she just said, and asked, "Look at me? I'm just like your old lady, and I'm messing with my teacher. Can't I worry about it?" ?"

Zuo Yin frowned, and retorted: "Mom, what do you mean?!"

Zuo Lan leaned on the sofa with a bit of anger, and said forcefully: "Is it a day or two that I speak badly? Once you have a daughter-in-law, you forget about your mother, right?"

Zuo Yin knew that he couldn't fight Zuo Lan at this time, so he took the initiative to lose, and denied, "Of course not."

Zuo Lan looked at the girl who was still a little dissatisfied with her, and said, "Did you think you went to the studio during the winter vacation and didn't come home at night, and I didn't notice that?"

Zuo Lan was a little proud of herself as she spoke, she raised her legs and continued, "Didn't expect that? Your mother and I have detective skills."

"You already knew?" Zuo Yin was stunned.

In the past few months, she and Zuo Lan still got along and talked as usual, and there was no sign that she knew that she had found a gay man.

"Mom..." Zuo Yin looked at the kind person in front of her who was not like Zuo Lan, her mouth was open and she could barely utter a sound, "I'm a girl."

"I know." Zuo Lan nodded.

"Teacher, she is also..." Zuo Yin reminded again.

"What's the matter?" Zuo Lan frowned, and asked back, "Do you think your mother and I have such a low level of consciousness? Instead of telling you to find a dog man who abandoned his wife and children, it's better to let you Choose the one you like. Do you think your mother doesn't understand this truth?"

Immediately afterwards, the whispers like the spring breeze floated into Zuo Yin's ears, warmly enveloping her 20 years of life that had been hurt by Zuo Lan.

"It's not wrong to like someone."

"Mom, thank you." Zuo Yin felt her nose sore, and blinked her eyes frequently, trying to push her tears back into her eyes.

She never thought that her mother would understand herself in this way one day.

But think about it again, in fact, in the past 20 years, Zuo Lan has never intervened in all the major decisions in life.

She went crazy, but she really respected herself.

"Hey, why did you say thank you to me?" Zuo Lan, a person who jumps whenever he sees any sensational part on TV, couldn't stand such tears, and hurriedly waved his hands, and shifted, "Actually, I wasn't very happy at first. Don't worry, I didn't intend to have a showdown with you today, I just wanted to see if you are really messing around here, or if you are really painting."

"Then I met Xiao Zi."

Zuo Lan confessed, and looked at Shen Qingzi opposite.

She still remembered her, the woman who came to the house to inquire about Zuo Yin's paintings more than half a year ago.

It's just that she didn't know at the time that this person was actually Shen Qingzi, the painter her daughter had liked for a long time.

"Xiaozi showed me your paintings and told me that the winners of the art exhibition will be announced this afternoon. I know that Xiaozi is different from your heartless father. I am relieved that you are not messing around together. As Zuo Lan said, she spread her hands with a smile, "It's a showdown with Xiaozi, and you came back after a few chats."

Zuo Yin lowered his eyeballs, and retorted as usual: "It's as if I'm coming back at the wrong time."

"That's right. Originally, I could have asked Xiaozi for two paintings to sell back. Those paintings are worth a lot of money." Zuo Lan couldn't be serious for 3 minutes, but she changed back to her previous appearance.

When Zuo Yin heard Zuo Lan say this, his face turned dark, "Mom."

Zuo Lan pursed her lips, stood up and said, "Okay, I think I'm an eyesore here, and I'm done talking, so I'll go first."

Zuo Yin also stood up, "I'll see you off."

Zuo Lan waved her hand, "No, I know you're happy to have won the award, so stay with Xiaozi for a while longer. I'll go home tonight, just have a drink or two with me."

It's not that Zuo Yin doesn't know that Zuo Lan is a glutton for wine, but today's rare Double Happiness is really not a disappointment, so she agreed, "Okay. But you have to buy some good wine."

Zuo Lan pointed at Zuo Yin, and complained to Shen Qingzi: "Look at your wife, you are extorting money from me."

Shen Qingzi smiled slightly, "I have a very good bottle here, let Xiaoyin take it back tonight."

Zuo Yin knew that Shen Qingzi's wine definitely had more than one word "good", so she tugged at her hand and said, "No need."

Shen Qingzi: "I don't drink often, so I keep it at home. Why don't I just make my aunt happy today? It's worth it."

Zuo Lan nodded hurriedly, "Yes, thank you Xiaozi."

Saying that, Zuo Lan walked towards the door.

Shen Qingzi nodded slightly, and said farewell: "Goodbye, Auntie."

In spring, the sky is gradually getting longer, and the slanted sunlight falls on the cobblestone road, paving the ground with warmth.

Zuo Lan walked out of Shen Qingzi's studio, and looked back at the small western-style building through the roses that were already covered with flower vines.

The bright floor-to-ceiling glass reflects the image of her daughter holding another woman's hand.

That indifferent little face was a romance she had never had before.

Zuo Lan watched and smiled.

Her daughter's world also came alive.