"Bang!" Mo Zihan slammed the door shut and plunged into the sofa.

The hot mother, who was busy in the kitchen, was not alarmed by the loud closing of the door at all, but directed her son who had just come home as usual.

"Xiao Mo, just when you came back, go and help me wash the celery, wash two pieces of ginger, beat two eggs, and then throw away the two cartons of milk in the refrigerator, both of which are expired......"

Mother's mouth is like a machine gun and keeps issuing all kinds of instructions to Mo Zihan, but at this moment, the disheartened little Mo doesn't care about this, he just cares about covering his ears with a pillow, and he can't wait to cover his whole person, just like the scene after saying goodbye to Shirley for the first time in his freshman year and being rejected home.

"Click, click,"

A few drops of rain hit the window of the living room, and the rhythm of the beating gradually accelerated, "Wow~" The summer rain always comes so quickly, from dripping to drumming, it only takes a few seconds. God is not beautiful, and Xiao Mo's mood is not beautiful.

Although it is a well-known good thing that the drought is a good thing, but for the people of W City, the heavy rain in July every year is terrifying, because the "great" W City has created the best results in the country of "five years and four floods", generally speaking, that is, in the past five consecutive years, there are four summers in the whole W City, so it is named "Garden Water City", and the letter of W City is abbreviated "W", which is also by the English "wate".

(The meaning of water) is derived from the initials.

Mo Zihan's hometown, W City is a veritable "water capital".

"Jingle Bell~~Ding Bell~~ The bell rings. ”

The familiar ringtone came from the pocket of Xiao Mo's underwear, and he lazily took out his mobile phone and connected the call.

"Hey, Grandma. No matter how tired he is physically and mentally, Xiao Mo can always be patient when facing his grandmother.

"Xiao Mo, are you going home? How does it feel about the summer camp today? What delicious food did your mother cook for you at night?" Grandma's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone, and grandma's greetings to her beloved grandson have always been one pile of questions and another pile of questions for twenty-two years.

"I'm back early, and the summer camp is like that, and I don't know what to eat for dinner. ”

Xiao Mo answered those questions for his grandmother one by one, but he was a little impatient in his heart.

"Okay, okay, then you should eat more vegetables and less meat when you eat. Then you have graduated now, so you usually come to grandma's place to play if you have nothing to do, and I will make you your favorite braised pork ribs. ”

Listening to the inconsistent words of his grandmother on the other side of the phone, Xiao Mo was speechless, stretched out his left hand and habitually touched his forehead, and responded casually.

"Okay, I see, goodbye grandma. He hung up the phone.

"Whoa~"

The rain showed no signs of abating, and it kept pounding on the bedroom window.

Mo Zihan, who was lying on the bed, did not feel a trace of sleep, and all that came to his mind was the scene of the conversation with Shirley during the day, and the words of Fat Zifei that broke his good expectations.

"Is Shirley really that kind of girl? Not only did she agree to me, but she also agreed to the invitations of the other boys in the class? Alas, forget it, now that everyone has graduated, I don't know how many years will be before we see each other. ”

At this moment, Mo Zihan's heart is staging a youth love drama. However, he himself can't tell who the male number one in this play is.

"Jingle Bell~~Ding Bell~~ The bell rings. ”

Although there was a cover of the sound of rain outside the window, in this late-night room, the ringing of the phone really startled Xiao Mo.

After turning around and turning on the silent mode of the mobile phone, the frightened Xiao Mo changed his mind and looked at the two big words on the caller ID - Shirley.

This may be the fastest heartbeat of Mo Zihan on the day he went out to say goodbye to his freshman year in four years, and the love drama that was staged in his heart just now seems to have found the male number one that belongs to it at this moment.

"Hey," Mo Zihan pretended to be calm and said this opening sentence that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Zihan," is just two simple words, from Shirley's mouth, they are all so gentle, Mo Zihan even forgot, this is the first time in four years that Shirley has called herself "Zihan", and it used to be always Xiao Mo to Xiao Mo.

"What's wrong? Shirley, call me so late. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm not in a good mood and want to talk to someone. Shirley's tone was a little frustrated.

"It's okay, don't you have me. At this moment, Mo Zihan's heart is already surging, and he has been a confidant brother for four years, and it seems that he is about to turn positive tonight.

"If there's anything you're not happy about, say it and I'll help you analyze it. ”

In fact, Xiao Mo's inner monologue is "Let me hug you".

But God seems to be going against Mo Zihan from beginning to end, and after chatting with the goddess for less than two minutes, he let his upper eyelids and lower eyelids fight, at this critical moment that determines the happiness of his future life, Mo Zihan, who was still energetic, actually came to sleep, and it was the kind that couldn't be stopped.

"Can't sleep, can't sleep. Mo Zihan kept reminding himself, and he also took out one hand to pinch his thigh. But the unassuming upper eyelid closed towards the lower eyelid as if it had been hung with a stone.

"Zihan, Zihan, what's wrong with you, are you asleep?"

Xiao Mo heard Shirley's soft whisper on the other end of the phone in a trance, but he was no longer able to answer.

When the eyes were closed, it was pitch black.