Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 64 "Nothing to Watch"

  The proprietress glanced at the man who was following him, and boasted with a smile at the corner of her mouth: "Your friend is really a good-looking talent."

  Wen Hua: "...Thank you."

   "His gaze has never left you," the proprietress lowered her voice, "It matches you very well, you caught it."

   Before she had time to explain, the proprietress was called away by the customers in the store.

  Eat and drink enough, it is suitable for a slow walk after a meal to digest food.

  The way back was still quiet, and neither of them seemed to be able to find something to talk about. Although the atmosphere was quiet, it was not awkward.

   It seems that both of them like this kind of peaceful and comfortable night. The breeze blows, bringing the unique comfort of night, and the figures of the two are elongated under the warm yellow light.

  Wen Hua was distracted, remembering that at school, beside the court, under the tree-lined avenue, and beside the lawn of the library, there were always some young couples taking a quiet walk side by side together.

  Seeing the campus romance at such a beautiful age, she occasionally laments how good it is to be young.

  Although she is also young, her youth does not have such a green and beautiful relationship. When she sees happy people, she can't help but stop and wish.

  Looking at the shadow on the ground, she was in a daze, and in a blink of an eye, they were all of this age.

  I still remember that he used to like to play ball, and the jacket was not easy to wear, and he always liked to let her take it back to the classroom. I also remember his fair and slender fingers nimbly turning the pen, the young man's brows were unruly and indifferent, he raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Want to learn?"

  The former Xi Mobi is now flamboyant, with love and hatred on his face, confident and arrogant, as if there is nothing he can't do in the world.

  The man next to him now is a little more calm and introverted than when he was young, but his temperament is more bland and alienated than before. Maybe he has been in a high position for a long time, and his eyebrows and eyes are self-contained and stern.

   Such a mature man often gives her the illusion that he is not Xi Mo, but another soul that controls his body.

When he didn't talk, she would actually have no idea. After all, they are really too strange now. Except for a poor shared memory, there is no intersection in other aspects. Unrelated strangers.

   The liking he said is also about the person in memory.

  She was distracted for a long time, and it was only after she realized that she had arrived at the park. The smooth cobblestones were a little rough under her feet, but she liked this feeling.

  Suddenly, there was a soft hum from the maple forest on the left. At first she thought she had heard it wrong, but soon the sound became more and more uncontrollable, and she heard it clearly again.

   Feeling strange, Wen Hua turned her head to look, but she didn't find anything, and her eyes were covered by a big hand with thin calluses.

  The man's clear and deep voice came from behind, "There's nothing to see."

  Her limbs and back froze for a moment, as if she understood something.

  Nowadays young couples are like this... the world is getting worse, the world is getting worse!

  The auricles were burning, she quickly left that embarrassing place.

  Xi Mo followed her, and said in a low voice, "From now on, don't come here alone at night."

  The temperature on her cheeks that had just dropped a little was burning again, "...It's also the first time for me to meet you."

   "Well," he said in a calm voice, "don't come here in the future, I'm afraid it will scare you."

  Wen Hua glanced at him, and when he noticed, she coughed lightly and turned her head.

  Passing by the car, he didn't drive, and continued to follow her without saying a word.

   "Aren't you going back?" Wen Hua asked without looking at him, looking straight ahead.

   "Send you home before leaving."

  She didn't speak again.

  The elevator arrived at the floor, and she stepped out. When she reached her door, she was about to turn around and tell the man behind her to go back early, when a clear voice sounded.

   "Miss Luoxi!"

  A tall boy in a gray sweater smiled and walked slowly over with a plate of Coke chicken wings in his hand.

  He is the son of Aunt Wang. I heard that he is in his third year in the western city of the imperial capital, and he will come back occasionally on weekends.

"You're back?"

   "Yeah, I just got home and happened to catch up with my mother making Coca-Cola chicken wings," the boy smiled. "My mother asked me to bring it to you. She guessed it right. You came back as soon as I came out."

  Wen Wei took the plate, "Thank you to Auntie for me, I'm even embarrassed that she delivered things to me every two days."

   "Nothing, she's just like that, nice to the neighborhood."

  Xi Mo looked at this person who seemed to be familiar with Wen Wei, he was a neighbor, and he often sent things over...

  The boy has a cheerful personality and is a very talkative type. A few words can make Wen Hua's eyebrows and eyes amused.

   "By the way, this is you..."

"High school classmates."

  The boy had a refreshing smile on his face, "Hello."

   "Hello." Xi Mo said vaguely.

   "Come inside, Sister Luoxi, come to my house to play when you have time some other day. I bought a new green parrot."

  Wen Hua's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Okay."

  After the boy left, Xi Mo was still standing in front of her door, she paused, "You..."

   "Can I have a cup of coffee?"

   She froze slightly.

   "I ran out of coffee beans, and I haven't had time to buy them yet."

   "Then I'll go in and have a cup of tea, is there any tea?"

  The man's pupils were calm and calm, without any violation or inappropriateness.

   As if there was no reason to refuse his request, she opened the door.

   Entering the house, Wen Hua beckoned him to sit on the sofa, and went to work in the kitchen by himself.

  Xi Mo looked around her room, everything was in order, the layout was simple and concise, very warm, it was like her style.

   After a while, the people in the kitchen came out, and there was a cup of tea and a plate of fruit on the coffee table.

  He took a sip from his teacup and paused slightly.

   "What's wrong?" She was a little puzzled, is the tea she made too bitter, it shouldn't be.

  The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and his voice was a little cheerful, "Your skill in making tea is a bit unexpected."

   "Both my father and grandfather like to drink tea, and I learned a little bit in the tea room before."

"great."

  Wen Wei coughed, "Watching TV?"

  He responded with a low voice.

  The sound on the TV is noisy, but the atmosphere around the coffee table is so quiet that you can hear each other's breathing clearly.

  She suddenly regretted letting him in. This atmosphere is too strange. She has never been in the same room with the opposite **** so late at night.

   No, there were times like this when she ran away from home that year and lived in his house temporarily.

   It was the same at that time. In the quiet audio-visual room, neither of them spoke, and watched a piece of "Forrest Gump" silently.

   Now that they are both adults, the two of them are still half acquainted. When she brought him into the house, it was embarrassing.

  She was even thinking about how to gently remind him to drink his tea and go back.

  Obviously it is her own home, she is more uncomfortable as the host than the guest.

  In contrast, Xi Mo was much calmer. He drank his tea lukewarmly, and his calm demeanor made people wonder if he had such a plan before he followed upstairs.

   "Are you going back to school tomorrow?" he asked.

   "Well, there is class in the morning."

   "What about the afternoon?"

   "Afternoon... go to the library."

   "Is there no evening class?"

   "Wednesday."

  He nodded, seemingly in thought.

   "Have you thought about what you want to do after graduation?"

  Wen Hua watched the TV, her voice was calm and calm, without much thought, "Inherit the family business."

   These words caused Xi Mo to look at her, "You probably won't like it."

  She didn't answer.

   Watching TV for a while, the minute hand turned a big circle, Wen Wei pursed her lips, silently considering how to ask him to go back.

  In the middle of the night, he was such a big man drinking tea "leisurely and elegantly" in a woman's house living alone. No matter how he looked at it, he looked serious and gentle, as if he didn't realize the overly quiet atmosphere at all.

  Why does he take everything for granted?

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  (end of this chapter)