Chapter 11: Left

After staying up until the fourth year of junior high school, I can finally return to Beijing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Li Xiaoli thinks the time is too slow, and she can't wait to leave here early, but unfortunately the train doesn't leave until the afternoon. So I had to stay up until after lunch.

After lunch, the old man paced around the house with his hands behind his back, and said to his son solemnly, Xiaoshan, come in, I have something to talk to you. glanced at Li Xiaoli again and said, you sit for a while, don't come in.

The old lady rolled her eyes proudly, took the remote control and began to change the channel. Li Xiaoli was too lazy to talk nonsense, got up and went back to the room, took out a book from the shelf and leaned against the head of the bed to read it slowly, in fact, she didn't read a word, saying that it was fake not to be flustered.

Depending on the situation, the old man will probably talk about these issues again with Hayama from a higher level.

In this family, I can feel that although Hayama doesn't listen to his mother, he still respects his father.

The old man seems to be a martial arts master who doesn't shoot easily, but he goes straight to the point.

I was stunned for a long time, and I didn't finish a page, I recognized those square Chinese characters, how could I put them together to form a sentence, and I couldn't understand what I was saying? Li Xiaoli is not afraid of confronting the old lady head-on, because the old lady is confused and doesn't figure out where the main contradiction is. The old man is not ordinary, he directly grasps the key point, the key to this problem is his son, and there is no need to talk nonsense with an outsider.

After a long forty minutes, I heard the door of the study open, and Li Xiaoli's ears drooped down with exhaustion. She hurriedly made a look of immersion in the book, and Hayama didn't remove the book from his face when he came into the room.

Ye Shan patted her: "Pack up and get ready to go." ā€

Li Xiaoli immediately threw away the book and finished it early. Her gaze swept over Ye Shan's face centimeter by centimeter, trying to see the clue, but she didn't know if she was thinking too much, or if it was true, she always felt that her boyfriend had a trace of stiffness under her usual gentle smile.

No, no, no, can't ask. You can't ask if you have a hemorrhoid. Li Xiaoli calmed down. Hayama patted her brain again, let's go, what are I thinking stupidly. Li Xiaoli jumped up and happily went to prepare to go out.

The two changed their shoes, put on their coats, and said goodbye to his parents in the living room with their luggage on their backs. The old lady was reluctant to give up her son, so she said that she would not come back far away, and pay attention on the way. The old man only said that he should slow down on the road, and then looked at Li Xiaoli with far-reaching eyes, and said: You are still young, don't be in a hurry to think about things that are too long-term, young people need more experience.

Li Xiaoli didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly followed Ye Shan out of the door.

The moment the door was locked behind them, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Li Xiaoli is like being released from prison, leaving all the unhappiness behind. Ye Shan is also in a similar state to her, the two of them held hands and got on the taxi and drove to the train station, and secretly kissed and pinched it on the way, which can be regarded as returning to the world of freedom.

Get in the car and settle down, and you can't perform in front of everyone, Li Xiaoli leaned on the pillow, suddenly remembered, and asked, "What did your father mean by that sentence before going out?" ā€

Hayama stiffened for a moment, and immediately said, "It's nothing, my dad likes to say such profound things." Anyway, it's okay to put it anywhere. ā€

Li Xiaoli stared at him motionlessly, Ye Shan smiled and pinched her ears: "Don't look at me like this, I can see that my back is cold." Li Xiaoli continued to look at her boyfriend without saying a word, he took her hand and pasted it on his face: "Xiaoli, let's go back to you first tomorrow, okay?" ā€