Before he finished breakfast, as expected, Mo Jiyan called.

When Chu Weiwei was looking at the string of numbers on the mobile phone screen in a daze, Chu Li smiled and said, "Take it." ”

She paused, got up and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Ji Wenshu poked her husband's arm and complained, "Slightly ignorant, why are you messing around?" ”

"Have you had breakfast?" A man's warm, magnetic voice came from the microphone.

Just through the radio waves, Chu Weiwei could think that at this moment, he must have a warm expression with the corners of his mouth hooked and his eyes lowered and a low smile.

I don't know which dog \/fart philosopher said-

Disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness, because there is expectation and disappointment. Because there is love, there will be expectation, so even if you are disappointed, it is also a kind of happiness, although this happiness is a little painful.

But isn't love happiness in the first place? In order to pursue happiness and happiness, there is love.

In a love, if there is more pain and disappointment than happiness, is it still called love?

When Mo Jiyan asked her softly, 'Have you eaten breakfast?' Chu Weiwei's mind flashed through many thoughts.

"Well, I did." She replied a little absent-mindedly.

Her heart was very confused, on the one hand, the picture of Mo Jiyan desperately pushing her and Xiaoyue away yesterday, and on the other hand, what her father just said.

If she were the same as before, she would definitely be the kind of person who would go out of her way to love.

However, after so many things, she is no longer young.

The most important thing is that Mo Jiyan has already left a scar in her heart, does she have to risk being hurt again?

Chu Weiwei felt that he was also a timid person like never before.

"Weiwei, I see you."

"What?" Chu Weiwei withdrew from his thoughts just now, and he didn't react yet.

When she looked up, she saw a figure standing there below.

It turned out to be a halberd rock.

"What are you doing here?"

"Weiwei!" Mo Jiyan asked her very solemnly, seriously, but softly, word by word, "Can you date me?" ”

Then, she saw the man downstairs raise his right hand and wave at her.

Chu Wei was stunned for a while, neither did he refuse, nor did he agree.

"Weiwei, wait a minute." He whispered.

I saw that he turned around and went to his car to get something, and when it was raised, Chu Weiwei saw a few colorful balloons.

Balloon?

Chu was slightly puzzled.

Mo Jiyan controlled the rope in his hand, and released several balloons into the sky along the direction of the wind, and then floated higher and higher, higher and higher, until he floated outside the window of Chu Weiwei's house.

The man reminded on the phone: "Weiwei, do you see it?" ”

Chu Weiwei thought to herself, she is not blind, of course she saw such a few big balloons.

"Do you see the words on it?"

"What?" She muttered, and as she looked over carefully, the words on the balloons flashed out.

A few eye-catching words -

Chu Weiwei, I love you!

Six balloons, six words, no more, no less.

"Don't you see?" The man asked eagerly.

Not hearing her answer, he simply shouted in her direction—

"Chu Weiwei, I love you! Weiwei, I love you! ”

An abrupt voice resounded throughout the community.

Many residents opened their windows and looked out.

Chu Weiwei was simply embarrassed, "Mo Jiyan, don't mess around!" Stop shouting! ”