"Hungry, aren't you?" asked Zhou Yinghui gently pinching Siska's little face.

Siska nodded quickly.

"Hurry up! Everyone is hungry! Zhou Yinghui shouted at the back of Li Siming, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Got it, Mom. Li Siming sighed.

Siska asked Zhou Yinghui to sit down on the sofa, and he was going to wash some fruit and make tea, so that Zhou Yinghui could rest.

"Don't be busy, Kogi. Zhou Yinghui stopped her. "Come and sit down, let's talk. ”

Siska sat obediently aside.

"Look, Siming is also forty-five this year, and this is going to be fifty. To be honest, Mom is in a hurry. I don't expect you to marry a little girl with him immediately, what my mother means, can you set the marriage first, as for when to get married, you two will discuss it. Zhou Yinghui said slowly.

Siska was a little confused, she didn't know what Li Siming said to Zhou Yinghui, why did she talk about marriage all of a sudden!

She's only nineteen, and she's got a bunch of plans that haven't been implemented.

While Siska was silent, Li Siming came out with food. "Mom, it's me who married Xiaomu, and we discussed it. Don't get involved. ”

"Yes, yes, I don't care about your business, I'm not in a hurry. Zhou Yinghui stood up and walked in the direction of her son. "Forty-five of the children are all in college!

"I'm in a hurry. Li Siming smiled, "Don't you also have to look at Xiaomu." ”

Zhou Yinghui nodded. "Alright, let's not talk about it. Xiaomu, it's time to eat. ”

It's night.

"Li Siming!" Siska picked up Li Siming, who was just lying on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Li Siming sat up from the bed with a smile and looked at Siska who was huffing on the side.

"What the hell did you tell your mother? Why are you still married?

"I just told my mother that we met because of fate and fell in love because of attraction......"

Siska stretched out his arm and wanted to hit Li Siming.

"Wait a minute, baby, here's my script. Li Siming smiled "gloomily".

"And what is your purpose?" Siska breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was the script, because acting always came to an end.

Li Siming sat up straight, "Li Muzi, I like you very much." It's just that I haven't gotten a response from you, and I've always been wishful thinking. I know I've had a lot of girlfriends before, and you may not have a good impression of me. But I'm forty-five years old, and I'm no longer a boy who just wants to have fun. I am sincere, and I hope that every night, every day, every month, every year, will be with me every night, every day, every month, every year. I know our age gap is huge, and you may not be able to accept it. But I'm willing to wait for you. I love you and want to be with you. ”

"Is this also a script?" asked Siska, expressionless.

"Nope. This is what I mean from the heart. Li Siming said with certainty.

"What do you like about me, young, pretty, rich, or do you satisfy your so-called desires?" Siska remained expressionless.

Li Siming's eyes dimmed. "In your heart, am I such a person?"

"Aren't you?" asked Siska rhetorically. "Mom saved my life, and I should repay her. But I was never obligated to repay her son. ”

"It's not for you to reciprocate. I just want to fall in love with you. Li Siming said.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to. Siska said. She pushed open the door of Li Siming's bedroom, and one foot had already stepped out. "Tomorrow morning, I'll tell Mom the truth. ”

That night, there was a rare storm. Li Siming leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the blurred scene outside the window.

Siska locked herself in her room, flipping through her old diary. She's reliving the hatred and anger.

Suddenly, a photo fell out of the diary. It was a photo of Li Siming five years ago, and there was Li Siming's autograph on it.

Siska stroked the photo and said to herself: "Li Siming, do you know how happy I was when I heard you say that you love me? In my fantasy, you're my boyfriend. Later, I really got to know you, and I gradually got acquainted with you, your maturity, your self-confidence, your seductiveness, and your perfection, all of which made me unable to extricate myself. Every cell of mine is unconsciously approaching you, but my reason pulls me back again and again. I can't love you, and I can't be with you. There's a lot more to do. Alas, you have known me for less than eight months, but I have liked you for thirteen years. Li Siming, I love you, I really love you. ”

She took one last look at the photo, leaving a few tears of reluctance or sadness, and then tore it to pieces and threw it in the trash.

No one can know what is in her mind, and perhaps a small overlooked detail will make her fall short.