Senior, cut off your sleeve?

It is said that the eyes of people who come here are discerning. From the moment Liu Juyu came in alone, Gan Qiang knew that something must have happened between the two of them.

"Hold Yu! Are you and Xiao Dong having a conflict?" Gan Qiang asked tentatively.

"Uh..." Hearing Gan Qiang's question, Liu Juyu was stunned, he didn't know how to answer.

"You young people! You just care about saving face. You keep everything in your heart and don't say anything." Gan Qiang said earnestly. thinner than anyone else."

Dong Xi'an's name, like a fist, hit Liu Zhiyu's heart hard one after another. He listened to Gan Qiang's voice quietly, and all Dong Xi'an's smiling face appeared in his mind.

This is indeed the case, Dong Xi'an is always laughing and joking, he doesn't care about anything, he looks the same to everyone, he is always smiling.

"Don't look at me and that old woman bickering every day, we have endless quarrels every day." Gan suppressed his voice, pointed to Mo Ye who was busy in the kitchen, and leaned into Liu Zhuyu's ear and said.

"Actually, I think it's good that we are like this. Sometimes we can only express what we hold in our hearts by arguing. For example, she danced with that old Wang yesterday."

Gan Qiang curled his lips, and said sourly, "I've seen it several times. Before that, I kept it in my heart every time. I couldn't speak because of face, and I was sullen."

Listening to Gan Qiang's words, Liu Yaoyu couldn't help laughing, he had never seen Gan Qiang like this before, and he never thought that Gan Qiang would say such things to himself.He didn't interrupt and listened quietly.

"So, you young people still have a long time. If you don't say anything, you have to suffocate yourself to death!" Gan Qiang looked at Mo Ye who was busy in the kitchen, with cloudy eyes There was a strong smile in his face, and warm love ran out from the corners of his eyes and mouth.

Why doesn't Liu hold Yu know these truths, but so what if he knows, how can such emotions be easily expressed, the brows in his eyes are slightly frowned, and the brows are stained with a touch of loneliness, and he keeps silent.

Gan Qiang, who had been talking for a long time, saw that Liu Juyu didn't respond at all, so he turned his head to look at the silent Liu Juyu.

"You! You are too stubborn. If you don't speak, how will others know what you think? If you don't ask, how will you know what others think. Sometimes you have to be bold, am I right?" Gan Qiang He patted Liu Zhiyu's shoulder and said with a meaningful smile.

Knowing the meaning behind Gan Qiang's words, Liu Zhiyu suddenly felt hot in his heart, as if drinking a glass of strong wine, blood rushed to his head, he didn't speak, but nodded heavily.

With Liu Zhiyu's approval, Gan Qiang had a satisfied smile on his face, as if he had opened up a chatterbox. He told Liu Zhiyu a lot about the past, both inside and outside the words were about Mo Ye. Yu seldom interrupted, and listened carefully to this deep love story.

One listened intently and fascinated, while the other spoke cheerfully. After a while, Mo Ye came out of the kitchen with hot dishes and interrupted their conversation.

"What else are you talking about? It's such a happy chat."

"Uncle Gan told me about you when you were young, saying that you were very beautiful at that time." Liu Zhiyu stood up and took the food in Mo Ye's hand, and said with a smile.

"Really? He still says I'm beautiful. It's really rare." Mo Ye smiled, glanced at Gan Qiang, and ordered, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and serve the food."

"Yes, yes, I'm going to serve it now, why don't I just serve a few dishes!" Gan Qiang reluctantly walked towards the kitchen, complaining softly, but the smile on his mouth was even brighter.

During the dinner, the old couple kept bickering constantly, and Mo Ye was always holding on to the topic and talking about Gan Qiang, but Gan Qiang, who was always wronged, would always lose the battle, pick up the rice in the bowl, and let Mo Ye scold him From time to time, he would throw a look at Liu Zhiyu, as if he was begging Liu Zhiyu for comfort.

Liu Zhiyu, who couldn't get in the way, had to wave his hands, looked at Gan Qiang helplessly, but his heart was always warm, and Liu Zhiyu, who had been depressed for several days, had a very happy meal, as if he had received Consolation, the haze in my heart dissipated all at once.

When they came back, Gan Qiang and Mo Ye were not willing to pull Liu Zhiyu, and told him a lot of heartfelt words, and Mo Ye also prepared a lot of food, bottles and jars for Liu Zhiyu. The cans are full of a car.

"Hold Yu, these pickled vegetables are all grown by ourselves, they are all natural, and these bacon are all made by myself. This is what Xiaodong likes to eat most. You can bring some more back home, and come back to get them after eating. " Mo Ye instructed Gan Qiang to stuff all the things into the trunk, and said reluctantly while pulling Liu Zhiyu.

They didn't know that Liu Juyu no longer lived with Dong Xi'an, and Liu Juyu couldn't bear to refuse the old couple's good intentions, so he had to accept it. On the way back, Liu Juyu kept thinking that the car was full. How to deal with things.

Don't give it to Dong Xi'an, it seems that I feel a little sorry, Dong Xi'an is also in these things, if I give it to him, I can't hold back my face, Liu Zhiyu returned home, put the things in the trunk there intact, After thinking about it, I still want to send the hearts of the two old people.

These things are the wishes of Gan Qiang and Mo Ye's couple. Since they have agreed, they should do it. After a lot of ideological struggle, Liu Zhiyu finally convinced himself to send the things to Dong Xi'an.

He drove the car to the door of Dong Xi'an's villa, but he didn't get out of the car for a long time. His heart was entangled again. The car door opened and closed, closed and opened again, as if he was making a difficult choice, and finally made up his mind. He took out his phone and made that call.

"Du..." There was no response from the other end of the phone, and Liu Yaoyu's heart twitched, anticipating yet fearful.

"...Hello, who is it?" Finally a weak voice rang through the phone, and the big stone in Liu Zhiyu's heart fell heavily.

"Aunt Mo asked me to bring some things over, come down and get them." Liu Zhiyu said lightly, and quickly hung up the phone without giving anyone a chance to answer.

Dong Xi'an, who was sleepy and dizzy, woke up instantly when he heard the voice on the phone, and hung up the phone in a hurry before he could say another word. He thought he was hallucinating, so he rubbed his sleepy eyes vigorously , Carefully confirm the memorized phone number.

Then he quickly got up from the bed, wiped his face indiscriminately, and rushed downstairs, afraid that if he slowed down, that person would disappear, and he couldn't wait to see the person who had appeared countless times in his dreams. people.