Within a few minutes, Yu Le raised his feet and looked at him from a distance, Ye Xiaohua felt as if he was about to approach him, as if he had something to say to her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but she just turned around indifferently, and the expression on her face seemed to be a smile rather than a smile. She seemed to be very disdainful, disdainful of everything.

Yu Le froze and watched her turn around, followed by the swaying of the curtains on the balcony, lonely swaying.

His mouth was pursed, his eyes were like night, and the lamp shone through the curtains from the room, but it could not warm the cold night.

The smoke is filled, the night is as cold as a lake, and the world is white.

The night passed quickly.

When Xiaohua woke up again, Yu Le was gone, just like the abruptness when he appeared, and his disappearance seemed so sudden.

Didn't tell anyone, just left. Xiaohua can't tell what she feels in her heart.

Ye Xiaohua and her grandfather sat at the dining table, waiting for that enthusiastic and noisy figure to wake up the sun of the day, but no one expected that there were only two people today, Chen's mother said, "Ah Le got up late today." Don't wait, you two. I'm going to call her. ”

Xiaohua watched Chen's mother hurriedly go up, the indescribable closeness in her words, she couldn't help but sigh, it's amazing, in just a few days, even her maid is so familiar. She stirred the porridge in the bowl up and down, as if trying to cool it off.

It didn't take long for Chen's mother to run down from the second floor in a hurry. Chen's mother was wearing very old-fashioned leather shoes on her feet. The sound of a click and a click made a cacophony in the living room.

"Xiaoxiao, Miss, Miss, Mr. Yu is gone. Chen's mother panicked, and her words were stumbling.

For a while, the living room was quiet, and Ye Jianqiang's face was a little disappointed and a little lonely.

Ye Xiaohua looked at her grandfather and Chen's mother, and a lot of thoughts suddenly appeared in the South China Sea.

Yu Le left, he said today that there was something going on at home, so he went back first. I didn't have time to say goodbye to you, so I hurriedly said goodbye to me and left. ”

I don't know if it's because of the thief's weak heart, but I heard her explain again.

"Mother Chen just ran up in a hurry, and she didn't give me a chance to speak. It's not ......" she smiled helplessly, spread her hands, stirred the porridge, lowered the corners of her eyes, scooped a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, put it in her mouth, and ate it.

When she raised her head again, she suddenly saw her grandfather and Mother Chen looking at her fixedly, and there seemed to be some doubts in her eyes, and she was stunned.

"By the way, I said that Mama Chen, you have been coming to our house for so many years, and you still can't get rid of your old habit of panicking when you encounter something!" she said again, her tone mixed with complaints, but not harsh.

"Grandpa, eat quickly. The porridge is cold. ”

"Oops. yes! It's cold. Chen's mother touched the wall of the bowl, and there was still a little residual warmth to the touch, but it was definitely not hot, and she couldn't help but say with a slight guilt, "Why don't I take it and heat it up again." ”

"No, no, no. No. Ye Jianqiang said loudly, his voice heroic, "It's just such a thing, why is it so troublesome, where is it cold, I think the temperature is just right." This girl is all the fuss. ”

As he spoke, he began to gulp. It's good, lukewarm.

Ye Xiaohua smiled and didn't say anything, her words were faint and her smile was faint.

Ye Jianqiang may be a habit in his early years, even if his family is now a lot more prosperous in all aspects, he does not have the habit of bothering others and wasting it, Ye Xiaohua feels a little strange, after all, looking at the little uncle who came over first, it seems that grandpa should not have this habit. Later, I thought, in fact, it is not surprising, this may be the habit of the times.

"Actually, this porridge is just hot, and when it's hot, it tastes bad, maybe it's not so good. Ye Jianqiang said with a very emotional expression, I don't know if I remembered something, but when I saw Xiaohua looking over, he asked Xiaohua again, "What do you think of the flowers?"

"Hmm. That's what Grandpa said. Ye Xiaohua looked at Ye Jianqiang, thought about it, and couldn't figure out if what Grandpa said was this porridge, and finally nodded in agreement.

But it seems that Xiaohua thinks too much, but it doesn't seem to be, only to hear Ye Jianqiang say again, "Isn't it? I just don't understand. Look at Chen's mother, she only thinks about hot spots, but she doesn't understand that hot spots are good, but hot spots are not delicious, but they are not so good. You say yes or no. ”

Ye Jianqiang's smile is the kind of natural laughter, he doesn't seem to have anything special, other than words.

"Hmm. She didn't figure it out, but she was used to nodding her head in agreement.

……

Yu Le left, she couldn't say what she felt in her heart, whether she was relieved or uncomfortable, Ye Xiaohua couldn't say clearly.

Vaguely aware of what she had lost.

Ye Xiaohua didn't know what Yu Le was thinking, didn't she keep chasing after her, why did she suddenly disappear like this. Is it completely disappointed or is it just playing at the beginning, or is it a deep routine, and in a day or two, he will definitely appear laughing again, or, wearing a black coat and a gray scarf, he will appear in front of the gate of this courtyard again as a gentleman, and appear strongly.

Or, never again.

Her hand scribbled along the glass, and she looked at the iron gate from afar, a large white expanse covered in snow. The rime under the tree is long, like a crystal, which is particularly beautiful and empty.

Chen's mother always sighed at her, it was a pity and helplessness, and she didn't understand why she missed a man who was so good to her.

The world of adults is always like this, they don't understand, it's obviously the fact that it's supposed to be like this, it's obviously for their good things, it's obviously a very suitable person, why they just keep shouting on their lips don't want it.

Don't—don't. Don't want anything? Just don't. So what do you want?

I—I don't know.

She wasn't sure of her own answer, or the answer of others.

But it seems that for the sake of a certain answer, the refusal is so firm. It seems that the answer was still the same in the first place.

I want to, I don't know how. I want to, but I don't know how to do it. Therefore, I can only smile awkwardly and smile faintly again and again, but I am exhausted and extremely firm to say no.

In the face of concern, in the face of the kindness of others, in order to refuse the care of others, in order to reject the kindness of others, for the things that cannot be explained to others again and again, and again are struggling.

Tell yourself very firmly that this is not what you want, and at the same time ask yourself again and again what you want.

Answer......

No solution.

Nobody knows what she wants? (To be continued.) )