November 3rd. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the day when Jue Ling and Meng Ruoxi were dating, it suddenly rained heavily in the sky.

Should we be glad that this heavy rain started in the morning? There is no sudden heavy rain in the middle of the date, which spoils the atmosphere.

An outdoor date was in vain, and the two had to date indoors, just to play games and chase wildly.

In short, it is impossible to go back to school, after all, they have taken leave for the reason of righteous words, and now when they go back to school, they will definitely be pulled by He Muzi to ask questions, and it will be worth the loss.

The two of them were bored at home and played games all morning. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon when Jue Ling went downstairs to cook.

Meng Ruoxi was not idle, watching the whole process on the sidelines, fiddling with the tableware in a novel way.

Jue Ling held the knife in his right hand, and the knife fell in his hand, without pausing in the middle, making a "da-da" sound, useless, and after a while, the vegetables were cut.

"It's rare that a boy can be so skilled in cooking."

Meng Ruoxi exclaimed, it was the first time she had witnessed Jue Ling cooking, and her skillful techniques were almost comparable to the chefs of food shows.

Jue Ling himself doesn't think that his cooking skills have any characteristics, at most they are a little better than those made in some restaurants. It's not a skill to show off, after all, before learning it, you're in a state of necessity.

It is self-inflicted, and some people may only be able to remember it to this day.

He should be sentimental now. But, having re-established his mood, he felt that he could no longer live in the past.

Jue Ling thinks that his parents and sister will be proud and relieved of his current self, he is the only hope for the family to survive, and if he is unhappy, he will live up to the expectations of his parents and sister, and they will also be unhappy.

Because there is no chance to start over in life, he can only accept the present.

Jue Ling smiled, this was the first important moment when he could still smile when he thought of his parents and sister.

"Because I live alone, if I don't cook my own food, I can only starve to death. Don't be surprised, if you practice for a few years, your cooking skills will be the same as mine. ”

"I've had to cook for a few years, you bad eye."

Meng Ruoxi raised her hand and knocked Juelin's head, but she cared about the first half of the sentence in her heart. Living alone... Is it?

It seemed to be even more serious than the fall of her own family, and Meng Ruoxi suddenly felt very sorry for Jue Ling. Speaking of which, she didn't have a detailed understanding of Jue Ling's family background and past.

Now, do you have the right to ask? After all, Jue Ling knew about her past, and she thought that she had at least some right to know Jue Ling's past.

"You're still unreasonable, no one asks you to learn cooking well, I'm just being humble, don't you understand?" Jue Ling rubbed his head and muttered.

Meng Ruoxi crossed her hands on her hips and said savagely: "I'm just unreasonable, what can you do to me." ”

Jue Ling turned his head when he heard this, raised the corners of his mouth evilly, and said, "If you have to say that, then I can only quit your addiction to games." ”

"Oh, no, I was wrong, I knew it was wrong." Meng Ruoxi instantly admitted it, and also took the opportunity to start the topic:

"Ling, where are your parents?"

As soon as this question came out, Jue Ling's skillful action of getting out of the pot was obvious, which really made the atmosphere stiffen for more than ten seconds.

Just when Meng Ruoxi thought that this topic was over, Jue Ling opened his mouth, and instead of answering, he asked instead: "Why did you suddenly remember to ask about this kind of thing?" ”

His voice sounded flat, but when you combined it to see that it was just a disguise.

This kind of thing can't be dull at all, no matter what world he is in, his family is broken. Whether it's the earth, it's the Xiyang continent.

In order to take care of Meng Ruoxi's feelings, Jue Ling pretended not to mind.

Meng Ruoxi is not a person who can observe words and feelings, does not discover Jue Ling's hidden emotions, and only judges the progressibility of the topic from the surface. She continued to ask questions.

"I've never heard you talk about it, so I'm curious. As you said earlier, what does it mean to "live alone"? ”

"The dish will be ready to come out of the pot soon, Ruoxi, go serve the rice." Jue Ling changed the subject at a critical time.

Meng Ruoxi didn't get an answer, although she was a little unwilling, she didn't continue to entangle, she respected Jue Ling's judgment.

She picked up the plate and walked over to the rice cooker, filled with two large bowls of rice.

At this time, Jue Ling suddenly added: "After lunch, I will tell you slowly." ”

Meng Ruoxi smiled happily and nodded in response.

Between the dinner tables, the two of them ate peacefully, and they didn't play the shameful play of "you feed me a chopstick, I'll feed you a chopstick" like other couples.

After the meal, the two cleaned up the kitchen, came to the sofa, and sat cross-legged facing each other.

Jue Ling reported all his family background, although he himself was not very clear.

Meng Ruoxi also heard it very confused, but the general meaning was quite clear.

When Jue Ling was born, her mother died in childbirth. Subsequently, his father Jueqing withdrew from the military region, took on the responsibility of raising him alone, and opened a company with considerable strength.

Later, for some reason, he declared bankruptcy, and owed a large amount of debt, and he didn't want to drag down his son, so he left Jue Ling at home alone and absconded overseas alone.

That year, Jue Ling was six years old, still in the stage of immature mental development, he didn't understand anything, he only knew to complain about his father, resented everyone around him, closed himself, and his personality became humble.

For more than ten years, the only acquaintances who can speak are Xia Yuexiang's family and elegance.

lives a decadent life every day.,It wasn't until I met the same lonely character of the Thousand Moon Flowers.,The personality took a slight turn.。

Of course, this kind of inconsequential thing, Jue Ling would not tell Meng Ruoxi.

Let him know that his good friend is the same boy as he likes, and he doesn't know what kind of bloody development will happen.

Jue Ling couldn't bear that embarrassing situation, and besides, Qianyue Huama was not a member of his family in the first place.

If it was possible in this life, he really wanted to meet his father, whom he had never met.

And after Meng Ruoxi listened to the explanation, the same idea was born, so she made a decision.

"Ling, why don't we help our uncle pay off his debts!"

"Huh?" Jue Ling's brain is short-circuited.

"Look, isn't your fame quite hot now, as long as you release more songs and make more money, you will have the opportunity to help your uncle pay off his debts. As long as the debt is paid off, the uncle can come back to see you. ”

At this moment, Meng Ruoxi's heart is pure and flawless, she forgets her own interests for the time being, and wants to help Jue Ling achieve her wish.

Jue Ling's childhood made her very heartbroken, and her own experience, compared to it, was like child's play.

To survive that life, to distort one's personality, is simply impossible unless it is supported by faith.

And this belief can only be ...... See my father again.

Meng Ruoxi has arrived!