At the beginning of the lanterns, night is approaching, and the bustling Jiangrong is more lively than the day.

On a road covered with street trees, pedestrians looked at a man and a woman standing in the middle of the road in amazement.

The woman is dressed refreshingly, has a plump body, and has a mature and sexy temperament.

The male boy had white hair, his expression was a little sluggish, and his head was slightly turned to the side, as if he did not dare to face the gaze of a mature woman.

"Sister Mo, I still think it's ......"

After Mo Yan asked that sentence, Zhang Zhiqin stood in place, looking like he had been struck by lightning.

Mo Yan didn't urge, just looked at him calmly.

Finally, after a long silence, Zhang Zhiqin said in a daze:

"We're like, well, I never thought the two of us could be in a relationship. ”

Zhang Zhiqin scratched his ears and cheeks, and finally expressed his meaning awkwardly.

"It's okay, you can think about it from now on. ”

Mo Yan was still calm, and there was even a rare tenderness and expectation on his face.

Zhang Zhiqin looked down at the woman in front of her, who was almost seven years older, her silhouette was slightly sharp, her eyes were bright, and the hair of the shawl fluttered slightly in the wind, with a hint of feminine softness.

At this moment, her breathing seemed to be slightly rapid, and her striking chest began to rise and fall in amplification.

Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help but swallow, desperately simulating in his mind the picture of himself and Mo Yan being together in the future......

It's just that he can't think of what that kind of picture should look like in his head.

"I'm sorry, Sister Mo, I really can't think of it, I might ......"

Zhang Zhiqin snorted: "Not ready yet." ”

His voice was small, but the night wind grew stronger, blowing his words into Mo Yan's ears.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin, the smile on his face did not decrease at all, and he just said lightly:

"Let go. ”

"Oh. Yes, yes. ”

Zhang Zhiqin found that his hand was still holding Mo Yan's waist, and he hurriedly let go.

Mo Yan turned around and left.

"Sister Mo, wait!"

Zhang Zhiqin shouted loudly in the back, but Mo Yan didn't even look back, and the plump and sexy figure soon disappeared into the night.

"Why did you leave?"

Zhang Zhiqin stood stunned.

"Are you angry? Not really, she usually kicks me when she's angry. ”

Zhang Zhiqin scratched her head and didn't know what to do, so she had to go home silently.

When he got home, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, his parents went to Lincheng to visit relatives, these two days were not there, Zhang Zhiqin sat on the sofa with a butt, feeling a little difficult in his brain, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Mo Yan:

"Sister Mo, are you home?"

Below this message, a prompt appeared:

"Mo Yan turned on the friend verification, you are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first......"

Zhang Zhiqin: "?"

What's going on?

Sister Mo blocked me?

Zhang Zhiqin dialed Mo Yan in disbelief, but it was cut off after only two rings.

He sent another text message: "Sister Mo, are you really angry?"

Waited ten minutes, no reply.

Waited another half hour, an hour...... Until late at night.

Zhang Zhiqin woke up from the sofa, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and picked up his phone.

Mo Yan still didn't reply to the text message.

Zhang Zhiqin sat on the sofa in a daze, and after a while, a word finally came out:

"!"

......

As the night deepens, Lanheng Garden.

"Sister Yao, good night. ”

"Well, good night. ”

Lin Yao took a bath, said goodnight to Fangfang, and walked into his bedroom.

She was lying on the bed in a white nightdress, pulling the quilt and wrapping her body tightly in the quilt.

But his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't sleep.

At dinner, she felt very envious when she saw Fang Xiaole and Fang Shengnan talking on the phone with Fang's mother, and there was no barrier between mother and son and mother and daughter, and she felt very envious.

At this moment, in the dead of night, Lin Yao couldn't help but think of her mother.

Lin Yao's mother's name is Hai Yao, a very rare surname, and Lin Yao's name is taken from his father's surname and his mother's name.

It can be seen that the relationship between Lin Duanzheng and Hai Yao was very good back then, but for some reason, the relationship between husband and wife gradually became cold.

When Lin Yao was about ten years old, after her grandmother died, Lin Yao's mother came home less and less.

Communication between mother and daughter was limited to a phone call once a week, and the mother gave her a separate pocket money each month.

When Lin Yao went to Kyoto to attend university, the interval between phone calls became a month, half a year, or even a year......

The only thing that remains unchanged is that every month her mother will insist on giving Lin Yao pocket money, and with the increase in prices, the amount of pocket money is also increasing.

In the past, it was used to transfer money by bank card, and later with the popularity of WeChat, it was used to transfer money.

Lin Yao opened WeChat and saw the contact with the name "Mom" in the third column of the contact list.

The second column of the list is "Dad", and Lin Yao set her parents' WeChat to the top.

At this point, she entered the chat history with her mother, which contained rows of transfer and refund records.

Mom would transfer a living allowance to her on WeChat every month, but Lin Yao never collected it, and the money would be automatically refunded the next day.

And my mother will still transfer the money to her on time next month, but she still doesn't accept it, and she will be automatically refunded the next day.

Such a scenario is played out at the end of each month or the beginning of the month.

This seems to have become the only way for the mother and daughter to communicate.

Lin Yao sometimes wonders if there is a machine on the other side of WeChat that has a program that will automatically transfer money at a fixed time, and her mother may have forgotten about her.

Bite.

Suddenly, there was a new message in the WeChat dialog box.

Mom transferred money to her again.

Lin Yao then remembered that today is October 31st, and it is the day of transfer and automatic refund at the end of each month.

This time, Lin Yao still didn't collect the money, but sent a message to her mother:

"Mom, I have enough money to spend, you don't have to give me money. ”

After the news was sent, Lin Yao stared at the phone screen tightly, her eyes full of anticipation.

Bite.

Finally, her mother sent her a message back:

"Good. ”

Just one word.

Lin Yao bit her lip and typed again:

"Mom, I want to call you and tell you something. ”

This time her mother didn't reply, Lin Yao held the phone tightly with both hands, and pale cyan blood vessels could be faintly seen on the back of her slender hand.

Five minutes later, Lin Yao's mobile phone rang, her beautiful eyes widened, and her eyes were full of surprise and apprehension.

It's Mom's phone!

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yao gently pressed the answer button, and then pressed the phone tightly against his side face.

"Mom......"