"I did know that he had an older brother, but I didn't know that he was born to his father's ex-wife."

For a while, Xu Qinglai and Wenhao were each sad about their own sorrows. The conversation was interrupted and the atmosphere languished. From this point of view, the two people have their hearts and minds.

For this rare heart-to-heart connection, the writer decided to invite the girl in front of him to dinner.

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Wang Chengyou and Mo Yan, escorted by Kukuski (the driver), arrived safely and smoothly at their aunt's rented house in the United States.

My aunt rented a four-bedroom apartment and two living rooms.

Originally, my aunt, Mo Jielian and Yan Song, and the part-time live-in nurse of the medical school each lived in one bedroom, and the empty room was always used as a storage room. Now, Mo Jielian has cleaned up the guest room early in the morning, and the bed sheets and bedding have all been renewed.

Yan Song helped.

Mo Jielian said: "I will wronged you to sleep here tonight." ”

Yan Song: "Me? ”

Mo Jielian: "Hmm. You and Chengyou. ”

Yan Song laughed out loud: "You are covering your ears and stealing the bell." ”

Mo Jielian: "I can't be cheap and openly give it away, right?" That's my daughter for more than 20 years! ”

Yan Song said: "Okay, okay." It's up to you. ”

The house is full of anticipation, so it's much more alive than usual.

After the live-in nurse did a routine check-up on my aunt, she praised her for being so energetic and beautiful today. My aunt smiled and said, "My daughter is coming to see me." ”

"Congratulations!"

Mo Jielian couldn't understand English, and she didn't know that her aunt was taking the lead without permission. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have to deal with someone who didn't have much time.

Wait, wait, until 7:08 p.m., finally wait for the doorbell to ring.

Mo Jielian rushed to open the door.

Aunt Mo Fei sat upright in a wheelchair, revealing her swan-like neck, and looked towards the door.

After looking at it for a while, I didn't see anyone coming out of the entrance.

"Yan Song, Yan Song? What's going on at the door? Auntie asked.

Yan Song stood in the hall facing the entrance, turned his head and said to his aunt, "Here, Xiao Yan has arrived." She was hugging her mother at the door. ”

Aunt Mo Fei showed yearning and envy: "I can't wait." Hurry up and let them in. ”

Mo Jielian took Mo Yan's hand and brought her daughter to her sister Mo Fei.

Mo Yan had prepared a lot of words, but the moment he saw his aunt, he couldn't say anything, he only bent down and hugged his aunt tightly. My aunt is already emaciated.

"Auntie. You're in good spirits, and you're still so temperamental. ”

"My daughter boasted, and the lie is pleasant."

"It's true."

Aunt grabbed Mo Yan's hand and looked at Mo Yan left and right: "Sleeve, it's been a hard journey." ”

Mo Yan's face changed.

"Sleeve, Mom really misses you so much. Can you hug me again? ”

Mo Yan hugged her aunt tightly again.

Mo Jielian turned her back and wiped away her tears. As if she had just seen Wang Chengyou, Mo Jielian said to Wang Chengyou, who had been standing quietly and smiling quietly: "Oh, Chengyou is also an old acquaintance, don't be polite, sit casually, like in your own home, don't be restrained." ”

Wang Chengyou was a little anxious: "Auntie, now I'm Mo Yan's boyfriend." ”

"Boyfriend?" Aunt let go of Mo Yan, "Sleeved boyfriend?" ”

Wang Chengyou glanced at Mo Yan and thought to himself, he should call Xingchen!

At a critical moment, Wang Chengyou took out his mobile phone and called up Xingchen's photo: "This is the boyfriend with sleeves." He'll be here tomorrow. ”

Although Xingchen is now considered a top pop student, he, an old gold master with Bole talent, should be able to be the master of Xingchen. What's more, it is Boss Mo, who can be regarded as a noble person who has exchanged the stars like fakes.

Aunt Mo Fei's eyes were glued to the screen and murmured, "It's very familiar." ”

Wang Chengyou squatted next to her wheelchair: "Yes." He loves sleeves. Very, very loved. ”

Aunt Mo Fei suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, and her expression seemed to suddenly remember something.

When she looked up at Mo Yan again, her eyes were much clearer.

At ten o'clock the next morning, the doorbell rang. Open the door, and the stars have really arrived.

Xingchen didn't even bring any luggage. He answered Wang Chengyou's phone call the day before, immediately booked a plane ticket, and flew to the United States first and then again. According to his agent, he left willfully, and the direct loss was as high as 10 million, and the indirect loss was immeasurable.

Xingchen smiled indifferently: "In my world, there are few things that are more important than money. ”

Xingchen when he said this, he was basking in the winter white sun on the balcony with Aunt Mo Fei. Unlike the image of a charming smiling face on the screen, the stars in life are less and less smiling.

"It's so cold in here." Xingchen Road.

"It's colder in New York."

"Really? I've never been to New York. ”

"Want to go? I'll take you. "Aunt Fei is so pretentious that she seems to have forgotten the fact that she is so weak that she needs to be in a wheelchair. She took a lot of painkillers, and she was still taking a medicine prescribed by a doctor that had side effects of paralysis and nerve damage. From time to time, recognizing the wrong person and remembering the wrong thing has become her norm.

Fortunately, the rate at which the cancer progresses has been properly controlled.

In addition to the warm, loving and equal group on the balcony, Wang Chengyou and Yan Song became another group who were busy in the kitchen.

In the bedroom, Mo Jielian touched her daughter's hand, and a heartfelt happy smile appeared on her face: "I have always dreamed of holding your hand like this and looking at your face like this." ”

"I'm so stupid that I didn't even think to fly to see you."

Mo Jielian: "Chengyou said that you are now confirmed to be lovers?" ”

Mo Yan: "His mouth is really fast. ”

Mo Jielian: "It took so many years to confirm the relationship, and it was not easy for you. ”

Mo Yan thought to himself, forget it, save some face for the fast-talking person, and don't talk about the fact of "prospective boyfriend during the inspection period".

"Have you discussed how to spend the New Year?"

"Chinese New Year?"

"I'm not at home with your father, will you go to Chengyou's house for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Mom!" The long-lost twists and turns of "mother" sounded again.

Mom, you are so pragmatic, can you still have a pleasant chat?!

"Mom, I smell the food. I'll go to the kitchen and take a look. Mo Yan fled in panic.

In the open kitchen room, the backs of Wang Chengyou and Yan Song are too harmonious. The backs of the two aprons are so beautiful. Mo Yan decided not to disturb, just sit at the dining table and watch from afar.

Mo Jielian chased out of the bedroom, saw Mo Yan at the dining table, and sat at the table, took an orange, and slowly peeled it.

"You're really, you're not too old to count your age, why are you so shocked to say something."

"Mom, how can I have!"

"It's not a surprise...... Is it shy? Men should get married, and women should get married. What is there to be shy about! Thanks to you, you are still a modern youth with many years of higher education! ”

Mo Yan looked around, trying to find a place to hide in the Pure Land.

Hey, the style of painting when I met my mother was, all kinds of warmth, all kinds of touching, all kinds of beauty in the first three hours; After three hours, a quiet period begins; Six hours later, he began to be disliked.

But it takes her 12 hours to fly to the United States.