After a few minutes of calm, the moon reopened the door and smiled at Lin Zijin's gentle gaze.

"Zijin, why are you here?"

"Oh...... Just passed, come and see you!"

The clumsy lie was full of loopholes, and she was so far away from his dwelling, more than half an hour's drive, how could he have passed by her house early in the morning?

However, she didn't intend to debunk him: some things are good to understand, and to be confused if you understand.

She prefers to believe that he, like her, can't resist the temptation of longing, can't control his feet, and unknowingly comes to her door.

Similarly, he didn't ask: just now, why did he close the door inexplicably, what happened?

Perhaps, he also understands her mood, like him, he misses each other and is afraid to see each other, after all, his fiancée Xia Lan has just passed away.

He made new progress with other women so quickly, he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, just like on his birthday, the moon hugged him behind his back, he wanted to turn around and hug her tightly into his arms, but he didn't have the courage, not even the courage to turn around.

The two stared at each other in a daze, silent......

The moon reacted first: they were just standing, outside one door, inside the other, she was still wearing pajamas, falling into the eyes of outsiders, I don't know if it was ambiguous or strange.

She hurriedly beckoned: "Come in and sit!"

He didn't speak, but followed her in, closing the door with his hand.

"Xiao Qi, I brought you breakfast, eat it while it's hot. ”

She looked down, and then noticed the things in Lin Zijin's hand, only to see him carrying a white lunch box in one hand, holding a flower pot in the other, and a mimosa standing quietly in the palm of his hand.

She took the lunch box, and he followed her to the table.

"Xiao Qi, this mimosa, I have been raising it for a long time, and I will give it to you. ”

The moon looked at Lin Zijin with a scrutinizing eye, but what caught his eye was his cramped and uneasy, and he couldn't help laughing.

Hehe...... Interesting!

When men give gifts to women, most of them will choose flowers, and those who are rich and particular will give some high-end gifts, such as jewelry, clothes, bags, perfumes and the like.

He gave her a mimosa!

Was he trying to hint at her? He's like this mimosa, his feelings too subtle to express?

That...... How did he muster up the courage to confess to her?

Perhaps, it was because they were all young at that time! so young that they were crazy, so crazy that they were simply fearless.

What is he afraid of and hesitating about in the face of his former lover?

Perhaps, when people grow up and mature, they are no longer careless, and there is a thick wall in people's hearts, not that they can't cross, but they dare not cross, because they are afraid that the scenery behind the wall is not as beautiful as they expect.

The moon looked at the man in front of him, angry and funny, was he childish and terrible, or was he hidden shrewd?

She didn't ask directly: Why did you give yourself such a strange thing, but refused in disguise: "Oh...... I can't even support myself, and I'm afraid this little thing won't live long with me!"

"It's very easy to keep, just remember to water it once in a while. ”

At this point, the moon can't refuse, and Lin Zijin has come all the way to mention it, how can she refuse?

Taking the mimosa, she walked to the balcony, touched the leaves, and teased the little things, which closed very well and quickly, and no matter how much she played with them, they would not stretch their muscles and bones.

"You sit down first, I'll go wash up. ”

Passing by the mirror just now, the moon was startled: the woman in the mirror, her hair was unkempt, and she was casually tied to her head like a mess of grass, and her sleepless face was salallow and sallow, and the faint freckles hung restlessly on her cheeks.

The so-called: women are pleasing to themselves, let alone in front of their first lovers!

She fled to the bathroom and began to puff up.

After a simple cleansing of her face, she put on light makeup, applied an even BB cream to cover the freckles, the skin against the light blush was fairer and more supple, and the plum red lip gloss covered the red lips, protruding the corners of the lips, like jelly tempting to taste.

To say, Moon is glad that she has a good girlfriend, thanks to Lemongrass Shoes, when she just arrived yesterday and was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she pulled her to get her nails done.

She picked a pink gradient dotted with silver glitter. On the way home after getting her nails done, the lemongrass chick grabbed her paws in a daze, reluctant to let go, and couldn't help regretting it: I didn't expect the color you chose so beautiful, I knew that I would choose the same as you.

The chick compares her nails, white and brown gradients, depressed......

As for the hair, there is no choice but to settle, you can't let Lin Zijin sit at home and wait for him, and go to the barber shop to wash and blow it himself, right?

Fortunately, although her hair was short, it was permed, and random waves were scattered naturally.

It wasn't until a bright face appeared in the mirror that she walked out with confidence.

Turning the corner into the bedroom, she changed into a dress, a rose-red dress, cotton, and entertained guests at home, neither rudely nor too grandiose.

When she walked in front of Lin Zijin, the surprise that flashed in his eyes did not escape her eyes.

The moon remembered the story of the great writer Zhang Ailing about white roses and red roses, and she firmly believed that for men, the charm and beauty of red roses are far better than the purity and beauty of white roses.

After sitting down, with her hands on her cheeks, she quietly savored the man opposite: today, his dress is particularly eye-catching, with a light blue shirt and pink with dark blue suit pants, a pair of brown leather shoes, and a small face that has lost a lot of weight.

I almost didn't control my salty pig hand, and stretched out to spoil his little handsome face, but fortunately, she was sober enough not to be seduced by his male color and do anything out of the ordinary.

However, the male color is used to appreciate only to please the mood, but it cannot fill the stomach, and breakfast is still to be eaten.

Unveiling the lunch box, she frowned, a bowl of crystal clear white porridge plus a few white buns, nutritious matching, but not her favorite, but it is also a kindness of thousands of people, I can't dislike it, so I have to eat it.

Taking a small sip, the hot porridge warmed her stomach, and she remembered the man who was left out opposite, and asked casually, "Have you eaten?"

He shook his head, but she was stunned, and her eyes widened: she was just pretending to be polite, couldn't he see it, and was she serious? What's more, he only brought a bowl of white porridge.

Still, she went into the kitchen and took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.

The two sat facing each other and began to eat.

Taking advantage of the moon to eat steamed buns, Lin Zijin picked up a spoon and scooped a mouthful of white porridge with lightning speed.

Looking at his childish actions, she was stunned, and even forgot to chew the food in her mouth, and instantly reacted: they had shared so intimately before.

The flush was like water rippling on her face, she didn't dare to eat the white porridge again, she lowered her head and bit the bun fiercely, she was secretly shy: what kind of trouble is this, what is he going to do? They are no longer a couple, okay! Even if they used to drink the same bowl of white porridge so indiscriminately between you and me, they are just friends now, this kind of behavior is too ambiguous, right?