Irolo put the bag on the coffee table, sat down beside Aso's mother, and said nothing.

But he leaned his head on Asu's mother's shoulder like a child, and hugged Asu's mother's arm tightly: "Mom, I'm in a bad mood today, but I want to solve it myself." Would you like to lend me for a while? ”

Irolo leaned on Aso's mother's shoulder and muttered a slightly aggrieved coquettish.

Asu's mother looked at Ilolo's expression like a wounded deer and was very distressed, but the child was already older, and Asu's mother felt that she should be given enough privacy, so she didn't ask more. Like when he was a child, he gently patted Ilolo's back and soothed.

No matter how indestructible the disguise is, it will disappear without a trace in front of the mother and become that sentimental little child.

Lying on his stomach, he unconsciously soaked in tears, and warm tears stained Aso's mother's shawl.

It's been a long time since Iloro has been like this in front of Aso's mother, and the last time was hundreds of years ago, when an old woman of the hermit tribe who knew her very well decided to end her meaningless but rambling life and say goodbye to them.

Ioloro stood up and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Mom, I'm worried about you." I went upstairs first. ”

"Luo Luo, no matter when, Mom and Dad are your strong backing, and you will always have us." Aso's mother stood up and hugged Iroro, and then let her go upstairs to rest.

When Iolo got back into the house, he turned off his phone, picked up his sketchpad and sketch pen and leaned back on the couch to play the time.

On this night, there is nothing else in the painting, only a lonely but choppy coastline, lapping against the shoreline, singing and whispering.

By the time Irolo was followed, Aso's mother and Yi Ming's father had unlocked most of her sealed teleportation abilities. After a few days of adaptation, Irolo felt that not only had his teleportation ability suddenly improved a lot, but even his abilities such as perceiving and judging external objects and foreseeing dangers, which he did not have before or were extremely weak, began to take root in his body. In the middle of the night, when everything is silent, Irolo can sense without any obstacle to determine which leaf the crickets in the nearby woods are hiding underneath.

Even in the morning, when the outside world is noisy, Irollo can tell if the family has gone out by concentrating his consciousness in the house.

The next morning, before leaving the house, Irolo turned on his phone. As soon as I opened it, I couldn't wait to pop up five or six messages in WeChat.

They are all from the same WeChat account, "Far Mountain". This is Xu Qingyuan's WeChat, Yi Luoluo feels that this name is appropriate for Xu Qingyuan, warm as jade but calm as a mountain.

Obviously, there was only one night, but Yi Luoluo opened WeChat and stared at Xu Qingyuan's avatar, but he thought: "Long time no see." ”

"Yuanshan: Lolo, are you home?" Eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Yuanshan: My family celebrates my birthday in order to catch the wind in the snow, so I can't send you a message earlier, I'm sorry." 11:30 p.m.

"Yuanshan: Your phone is turned off, Luo Luo, turn on the phone and call back." 10:00 a.m.

"Yuanshan: Good Luoluo, I'll bring you your favorite red bean yam porridge and xiaolongbao tomorrow morning. Good night. "One thirty in the morning.

After reading the message, Ioloro smiled at the corners of his mouth and did not reply to the message. Then he closed his phone and put it in his backpack.

As soon as the car stopped at the school, the black Volvo reversed into the parking space on the side.

As soon as it stopped, Xu Qingyuan, the owner of Volvo, knocked on the window anxiously, still carrying a breakfast lunch box in his hand.

Yi Luo didn't want to open the door, but Xu Qingyuan knocked on the window twice and stood quietly and waited for a long time.

"Di Di Di ......" Yi Luoluo's mobile phone rang with the call ringtone, and as soon as it was connected: "Luo Luo, is it okay to open the car door?" ”

As he spoke, Xu Qingyuan knocked on the car window twice.

Yi Luo turned sideways and looked at Xu Qingyuan outside the car window: "It's not good, I think I'm a little angry......" This angry word was bitten very clearly by Yi Luoluo.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong and didn't take my girlfriend's feelings into account." Xu Qingyuan said in a deep voice, with some hint of begging in his tone.

"Hmph."

"Is it okay to open the door? I request a defense. Xu Qingyuan knew that he had touched the hot taro, and the tone on the phone was a little gentler.

"I'll be angry with one person first...... I'll be fine later. The little ancestor of Iloro said vaguely.

Listening to Yi Luoluo's jealous words, Xu Qingyuan felt a little more guilty in his heart.

Iloro made a phone call while fiddling with the buttons at hand, never thinking that he accidentally touched the one-button start button, and the car obediently turned off, bringing an automatic unlock by the way. Although it will not be hated for eternity if it misses, when Yi Luoluo reacted, Xu Qingyuan and Qingyuan brand love breakfast had already arrived at the co-pilot safely.

Originally, Yi Luoluo was not angry with Xu Qingyuan, but now that the two face each other, it is even more difficult to face each other coldly.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Yi Luoluo's eyes turned red unconsciously. In order to cover up, Iloro hurriedly lowered his head to get the red bean and yam porridge, lowered his head and skillfully inserted the straw.

Although he felt that Ilolo's mood was not very right today, he finally opened the car door and let himself in. Xu Qingyuan hurriedly opened the paper bag of Xiaolongbao and handed it to Yi Luoluo: "It's just right with this." ”

Yi Luoluo habitually took a small sip, raised his head and looked at Xu Qingyuan and said aggrievedly: "This porridge and sugar are a little less." ”

It seems that the red eyes and the tears that leach out of the corners of the eyes are all due to the lack of sugar. Feeling a little embarrassed, Yi Luoluo pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Xu Qingyuan.

Xu Qingyuan was about to pull Yi Luoluo over and ask, but Yi Luoluo didn't seem to want to say more.

"You can eat it too." Yi Luoluo said as he helped Xu Qingyuan insert the straw of soy milk and handed it over.

Polite but a little detached, Xu Qingyuan was suddenly a little scared, afraid of losing but unable to capture the strangeness in the emotions that were easy to fall.

This breakfast, Xu Qingyuan ate a plain but insipid breakfast. What about Irolo? In fact, Yingxue's appearance was just a fuse, a fuse that aroused all of Ilolo's inferiority complex and self-blame.

"Give it to me." Xu Qingyuan took Yi Luoluo's porridge cup and put it in the garbage bag.

After packing up everything, Xu Qingyuan took Yi Luoluo's hand and said sincerely: "Luo Luo, I'm sorry to make you feel bad." ”

Irolo shook his head vigorously: "I have my own reasons, although I am jealous, but it is not all your fault." Can you give me some time? ”

It's not all your fault, I'm the one who started the whole mistake.

Xu Qingyuan sighed helplessly: "Okay, I have a request, I promised you the time not to let you think about how to leave me." ”

After speaking, Xu Qingyuan took Yi Luoluo into his arms, and he couldn't wait to crush it in his heart.

Although Yi Luoluo didn't say anything, Xu Qingyuan always felt that he couldn't grasp Yi Luoluo in front of him, and the barrier between this faint alienation was the most indestructible.