18. Think

It was another summer morning, Xia Molian opened her eyes, and as far as she could see, it was her bedroom. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The standard pink girly theme in the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, looking at the pink and white roof, Xia Molian's heart was heavy.

I'm really confused. Where is this place for Ye Chen?

After thinking about it for a few days, Xia Molian felt that it was time to make a decision.

Look at the alarm clock, it's nine o'clock in the morning.

Xia Molian decided to give Zhuo Qingzhu a call.

In this era, it cannot be compared with the previous life, and mobile phones have not yet become popular at this time.

Life without a mobile phone is really sometimes not adaptable.

Xia Molian got up lazily, went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and walked downstairs.

The downstairs was still empty, and Xia Molian called out to a subordinate who was mopping the floor.

"Where has the family gone?

Why not one? ”

"I don't know, Second Miss, why don't I call Mother Zhang over?"

Xia Molian nodded.

Zhang's mother is the old man of the Xia family, similar to a housekeeper.

Soon, Zhang's mother came over.

"Second Miss, Mr. has gone to the company.

Mrs. went shopping. The eldest lady goes to the same school.

The little master and the little lady have gone to the special class. ”

"Okay, I got it.

Mom Zhang, I'm a little hungry. Prepare me something to eat. ”

Zhang's mother nodded and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Xia Molian walked to the telephone and dialed Zhuo Qingzhu's house.

It was the next person of the Zhuo family who answered the phone, and Zhuo Qingzhu hadn't gotten up yet.

What a lazy child, Xia Molian thought to herself.

He was late enough, and Zhuo Qingzhu was a little later than himself.

Soon, the call was received to the extension in Zhuo Qingzhu's room.

"Hey, who?" Zhuo Qingzhu on the other end of the phone hadn't woken up yet, and asked in a daze.

"It's me, Xia Molian."

Xia Molian, Xia Molian, and Zhuo Qingzhu muttered twice, sober.

It's Xia Molian's phone.

"Xiaolian, is it really you?

How did you remember to call me today?

If I'm not mistaken, this is the first time you've taken the initiative to call me.

Hmm, is God opening his eyes?

Whew, that's exciting......"

Zhuo Qingzhu was crying wolf on the other side of the phone, and Xia Molian suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

I had to hold the telephone away from my ear, and shook my head, this kid is really ......

Hearing that it was quiet over there, Zhuo Qingzhu shouted, "Xia Molian, Xia Molian, are you listening?" ’

Xia Molian brought the microphone closer again, "I'm listening."

Zhuo Qingzhu, do you have time now?

Can you come to my house?

I have something to tell you. ”

"Yes, yes, I have time!

Don't say go once, it's no problem to go to eight out of ten!

Wait for me at home, I'll be there shortly. ”

Xia Molian wanted to say a few words, but Zhuo Qingzhu hung up the phone excitedly.

Xia Molian gently put the microphone in her hand back on the telephone.

His eyes were staring ahead, not knowing if he was doing the right thing.