Chapter 122: Is it really good to be in such a hurry

Tang Xinai saw the signature on it and said.

"Who is Ling Wei?" asked Wang Na puzzled.

"Do you still need to ask? You see Xiaoxiao's happy face, it must be an idol, but so much, it should have cost a lot of money, right? Xiaoxiao, have you made a fortune recently?"

Mo Xuan couldn't help but be a little speechless, this one is estimated to cost a lot of money, a full five books, will it go bankrupt?

Chi Xiaoxiao thought, if they knew that these things didn't cost a penny, and they were snatched from the stupid son of a landlord's family, would their jaws drop in shock?

Thinking that Han Tianyu would take such a good thing and throw it away, he felt very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, the life of a rich man is not comparable to them, and at the same time, he is also curious about where he got all this.

weekend

Chi Xiaoxiao, who hadn't been home for several weeks, packed up her things early on Saturday morning, walked out of the school gate, and took the bus home.

First, I went to the supermarket, bought some ingredients, bought some snacks and fruits, and walked into the floor where I lived with two large bags of things.

I went inside, put the key on the cupboard, changed my slippers, and put my things in the kitchen, and then went back to the bedroom to change my clothes and start disturbing the house.

Because I hadn't been home for a while, the coffee table in the living room was covered with a layer of dust, and it took hours of cleaning to clean up the house.

Sit on the couch and rest.

The phone on the desk rang, took it and looked at it, then answered.

"Xinai, is there anything wrong with calling me at this time?"

Tang Xinai on the other end of the phone took a bite of the apple, and her mother whispered something next to her, and then she opened her mouth indistinctly, "No, I just want to ask, what are you going to eat at night?" ”

"I'm going to cook a hot pot, do you want to come and eat?" quipped.

"Come tomorrow, not today. My mom introduced me to a boy, how old am I, is it really good to be in such a hurry......?

Before he finished speaking, he received a slap from his mother and shut up stupidly.

"That little one, you have a good rest at home, I'll hang up first, I'll come to you tomorrow, see you then." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Chi Xiaoxiao glanced at the empty room, smiled bitterly, put the phone on the sofa, walked to the TV cabinet and squatted down, and opened one of the drawers.

I flipped through it and saw a photo frame, my fingertips shrank slightly, and I pursed the corners of my mouth before reaching out and taking out the photo frame.

The floor had just been dragged shortly before, and he sat directly on the ground, leaning against the cabinet, staring at the things in his hand in a daze.

In the photo, a girl wearing a school uniform and a ponytail intimately holds the hand of a middle-aged man, standing under the shade of a tree and staring at the camera with a bright smile.

This was taken after Chi Xiaoxiao was just a freshman in high school, and his father brought a camera that day, and on a whim, he pulled Xinai to help take a lot of photos, only this one was the favorite.

Little by little, the fingertips attached to the photo of the father's slightly wrinkled face, and a little fog under the eyes was slowly gathering.

Finally, it turned into a drop of crystal, spilled out of the eye socket and slid down the cheek, and with a "click", it smashed on the photo frame.

Maybe it was because he was depressed, and there was no one around to disturb him, so he held the photo frame in his hand, buried his head in his knees, and cried silently.

The shoulders twitched, blending perfectly with the quiet room.