Su Mo, let me not go to him again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the second time since I knew Su Mo that Su Mo said the same thing to me.

can make a man who has always been a man of few words always repeat the same words, which shows how much I don't welcome Su Mo.

To be a man, you have to have backbone, since I have a word with Su Mo first, I have to follow my promise.

I am stubborn, but I also have my pride and dignity.

If I can become the woman Su Mo likes, I don't mind losing myself for Su Mo, but unfortunately, I can't become the woman Su Mo likes no matter what.

I lost myself, I can never find it back, I am no longer the original me, but I can't become the one that Su Mo will love, so, who am I?

I never thought that one day I would be trapped by love, hurt by love, lost by love, what is love? Why do you come here? I don't say hello in advance, so I am not prepared at all, so I am so helpless and unable to deal with it.

Falling in love with someone never requires hard work, how can I make Su Mo fall in love with me through hard work? This is undoubtedly a fool's dream, it turns out that I am an idiot

Looking at the haggard person in the bronze mirror, I only felt in a trance, this is not me, this should not be me, how can this be me? Should I be so fragile? I still have my father, and I still have to be the pillar of the family, I may have listened to my father early in the morning and cultivated a relationship with Wang Dakui next door.

In that case, I don't think I'll be so upset, right?

I started trying to stop liking Su Mo. When Su Mo turned around and left indifferently, I said this to myself.

But how can you stop liking someone? I don't know. I can only let myself try not to think about Su Mo, but when I don't think about a person, don't I think about that person at the same time? I had to keep myself busy.

I can't control my thoughts, let alone control my heart, even if Su Mo broke my bowl, wasted my tea, and asked me not to go to him again, I still can't control thinking about him.

So, the only thing I can do is keep myself busy, so that I don't have any time to be distracted from thinking. Since I couldn't control my thoughts, I had to let myself become thoughtless.

I thought that as long as I forgot that I liked Su Mo, I probably wouldn't like Su Mo anymore.

But strangely, when I put all my heart and soul into helping my father carry forward the Lu noodle restaurant, things are always done quickly.

I had nothing to do, holding a rag in my hand and wiping the wooden table over and over again, until my father couldn't stand it, saying that I was not wiping the table, I was bathing the table, and then wiping it could be used as a bronze mirror, and the guests came to eat noodles, not to look in the mirror.

I think my dad is very exaggerated, he just dislikes me for only revolving around him all day long, but isn't a normal girl's daughter supposed to revolve around her dad all day long?

Could it be that I used to be wild in the past, so my father didn't get used to it?

At that moment, I suddenly realized that I should spend more time with my father instead of thinking about men.

In particular, since my father was old and always misplaced the seasoning, the noodle restaurant's business has deteriorated day by day, and if it weren't for the fact that I was able to catch river fish, my father and I would hardly be able to make ends meet.

However, we can't always make a living by catching river fish in the future, and spring and summer are fine, but after autumn, river fish almost no longer wander around, and it will become difficult to catch.

So, I came up with a great idea to help my dad get business, and he wouldn't let me wipe the table, but I could sing songs.

I didn't have any skills since I was a child, but I was born with a good voice, and I thought, if I sang well, even if my father always misplaced sugar as salt, he would have some repeat customers, right?

Most of the neighbors have heard me sing songs, but they used to sing blindly, and there was no one in them, but I knew they liked to listen to them, and I could tell from their eager eyes.

At the time, I didn't know how much trouble I was going to get into with my casual decision.

As I started singing, business in the store quickly picked up, and I was glad that I could help my father, so I sang energetically.

Until one day, a young man dressed as a scholar brought me a scroll of bamboo slips full of words and asked me if I could sing, I was almost so depressed that I fainted on the spot.

The bamboo slips were densely written with Su Mo's words, and when I looked at the handwriting, it didn't seem to be from Su Mo's handwriting, probably from where the scholar himself copied it.

Su Mo is a very talented man, he is especially good at writing lyrics, Su Mo's words are written beautifully, and I happen to have a good singing voice.

How can I not sing? In order to promote my father's Lu noodle restaurant, I must be able to sing.

Probably because I was sad for Su Mo, so I sang the words written by Su Mo, and I always had some inexplicable sadness in it, and my sadness always caused other people's sentimentality, and people generally liked to find themselves unhappy, so the business of the noodle restaurant was getting better and better.

The most interesting thing is that the biggest opinion on me singing Su Mo's words to solicit noodle restaurant business is not Su Mo himself, but Tang Ruo.

Tang Ruo is really too idle, he has a lot of opinions about me singing Su Mo's words, but he doesn't say why he has an opinion, what opinions he has, I can only think that he is too idle.

I haven't been looking for Su Mo since that day, and Tang Ruo, an idler, is also very interesting, I like to be with him, because I don't think of Su Mo when I'm with him, so I let him hang in front of me from time to time, but he mentioned Su Mo himself, I actually want to sweep Tang Ruo out of the door with a broom.

It's not easy for me to deceive myself, and I don't need Tang Ruo to help me remember this fact. I can't forget the fact that Su Mo is here.

I don't know how to dislike him, I don't know how to forget him, I don't know, I can't do it, I've tried, I can't help it.

Probably because my worries were too deep, Su Mo himself came to the door to explain my doubts.

It was an autumn night, and when I saw Su Mo in my backyard, I thought I was dreaming.

And when Su Mo stared at my eyes affectionately and walked towards me, I thought that this was still a spring dream.

Su Mo took the initiative to walk towards me, stood in front of me and stopped, I looked up at him carefully, his eyes surging with similar affectionate emotions, made me a little frightened, and what made me even more frightened was that Su Mo actually asked me: "Have you forgotten your promise?"

His usual cold voice, this time it sounded full of tenderness, even a little ...... Grievance?

This is really a dream rippling in the heart, and it is so unrealistic, how could Su Mo talk to me in such a tone? This is obviously impossible. (To be continued.) )