From the first time I saw Ronnie, I thought he was a kid with no hair growing up. So every time I hear him talk in YY, I have a coquettish expression of listening to a child. Ronnie would always pester me and talk to me about the company.

Kids like Ronnie were supposed to be in junior high school, but because of their extremely high IQs, they completed the school ahead of schedule. After graduating, he went to Uncle Kiki's company for an internship, and then he was sent to the Chinese branch.

Ronnie wanted to ask me out whenever she had time, but I turned them down. My mind kept flooding back with Uncle Kiki's words, stay away from Ronnie. Maybe Uncle Kiki thinks I'm going to flirt with Ronnie, so he doesn't want me to get any distance from Ronnie.

Actually, I didn't have any feelings for Ronnie, and I never had any evil thoughts in the first place.

"Daji, my work is done ahead of schedule today, do you have time, let's go out for dinner together!" Ronnie sent another WeChat.

"I'm sorry, I'm at work today!" Quickly picked up the phone and replied to him.

"Well......" he replied to me, "I'll pick you up when you get off work, okay?" Where is your company. ”

This kid ......

I sighed helplessly, "No! I have to work overtime at night, and after working overtime, I have to rush back to play a copy with Tiange and them! ”

Ronnie: I'd like to play with you too, but Uncle said I'm not allowed to play games if I can't contribute to the company in China. Daji, I wonder if Uncle Kiki has reached menopause. I'm 16 years old, and I have the right to freedom.

Me: You're only 16 years old, and you're still a minor in China.

Ronnie: How old do you have to be an adult?

Me: 18 little brother.

Ronnie: Wow! Daji, you're.

I:???

Am I sexy? Where am I colored?

"Okay, Daji, don't talk to me, the young lady of the company is looking for me to go shopping. Bye-bye~" Ronnie continued.

I was a little confused, but I replied to him, "Okay, bye-bye." ”

……

After work, in order to make up for my lies, I stayed in the company until 7 o'clock before I slowly packed up my things and went home, and when I clocked in, I saw my uncle running out behind me. I didn't say I was scared, I just looked at him standing beside me with a cold face.

He didn't speak, he just smiled at me and laughed for a long time.

Standing in front of the elevator, I pointed to the floor of the elevator and asked him, "What floor?" ”

"Minus one." His tone was extremely flat, but mixed with five flavors.

I knew he wanted to talk to me, but I didn't bother to ask him if he didn't open his mouth. It's just the two of us in the elevator, and the silent space is very awkward. He picked up his phone and crackled something on the keyboard, and looked at me from time to time. As soon as I turned my head, his gaze immediately turned back.

When the elevator reached the first floor, my uncle never spoke.

I stepped out of the elevator and caught a glimpse of his expression. The moment the elevator door closed, I saw him angrily slap his knee. It's kind of funny, but I have to admit that I actually want to know what he has to say to me.

Out of the door of the building, I walked to the entrance and exit of the parking lot. After a while, my uncle's car slowly drove out. He was obviously a little surprised to see me, but at the same time he showed a happy expression.

He opened the window and asked me, "Tutu." Who are you waiting for? ”

Squinting my eyes, I smiled and said, "Taxi." ”

Uncle: "It's rush hour, and it's hard to get a taxi, so why don't I send you back!" ”

"Okay!" I nodded, and got into my uncle's car.

In the car, my uncle still didn't have many words, just some daily greetings. His eyes were on the road ahead, and from time to time he was staring at his phone. Sitting in the passenger seat, I could feel his body constantly moving, and my heart was also uneasy.

He just smiled faintly when he saw me turning his head to see me, and stopped talking when he saw me playing with my phone. I don't speak, I silently do my own thing.

He stopped at the red light and turned to look at me. Feeling the strange gaze on my body, I looked up at him as well. He smiled awkwardly at me, turned his head, and continued to drive his car.

My uncle and I don't have a lot to talk about, either privately or at work, but he won't tell me what he wants to say. He was so abnormal today, so abnormal that for the first time I felt that my uncle looked like a man.

"Tutu," he finally couldn't hold back and looked at me, "I have something to tell you." ”

I was a little puzzled by my uncle's expression, but I had to show an expression that I didn't know you had anything to say.

I nodded, then looked at him with a smile.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I hope you don't get too angry about what I'm going to say next, after all...... I'm your uncle, right? ”

"......" I frowned.

He said, "Your mother is back." ”

I looked up, and my uncle's expression was cold.

That was the first time I had seen my uncle's expressionless face, and his hands holding the steering wheel rig. He didn't stop, just drove over the moment the red light came on. I heard the creaking of plastic bottles under the wheels and the sound of countless pieces of sand smashing against the lens.

On the dark road, the neon signs have gradually gone out. The lights in the high-rise buildings are going out step by step, as if they have been rehearsed. Until the last moment, the whole of Beijing darkened, without any color.

My uncle's car was driving in the middle of the road, and heavy shouts were whistling in my ears.

The moment the brakes were sharpened, the neon lights came on again with the sound of the whistle.

I turned my head and looked at the sky and let out an "oh".

My uncle didn't send me home, but to the man's house.

As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by the scent of jasmine, accompanied by a burst of laughter, and my aunt immediately got up when she saw me coming. My uncle took my backpack off, smiled at me and walked away.

Except for my aunt, it was the man in the room. And the stepmother sitting next to the man, and then the strange figure I had never seen.

"Tutu, you're here!" The stepmother stood up.

My stepmother was also very polite, and immediately poured me a glass of boiled water when she saw me coming. She knew I liked the scent of jasmine, so the whole house would be filled with the scent of jasmine. She knows that I like white, so the house is designed to be sober. She knew I didn't know the woman in front of me, so she immediately ran over and took my hand and smiled at me.

Her appearance is familiar.