"Up?"

Zuo Xingyun raised his eyes to look at Xiang Wan, the sunlight blurred the outline of his face, and the look on his face was not very real.

"Hmm."

Xiang Wan answered and went downstairs first.

After she drank half a bowl of porridge, Zuo Xingyun came down casually, already neatly dressed, meticulous in suit and tie, tall posture, and the gold-rimmed thin-framed glasses hanging on the bridge of her tall nose added a bit of cold air, as if he was not the one who teased the cat.

The earthly fireworks in him always come and go.

Xiang Wan's eyes followed him all the time, mainly to see how he was going to eat with his left hand.

She thought she could see his clumsy appearance, but she didn't expect that his left hand was used as smoothly and without any flaws.

Suddenly, Zuo Xingyun asked, "Do you have any arrangements for the holiday?" ”

This Xiang Wan had already made plans: "I want to go out to work and earn some money." ”

In the past, she just spent money, and she hadn't tried what it was like to make money.

Regarding her decision, Zuo Xingyun disagreed: "I think it's better to forget it, just stay at home honestly, and I will give you pocket money regularly." ”

Xiang Wan subconsciously thought that he was afraid that he would cause him trouble again, just like yesterday: "I won't be so stupid, and I will never be deceived casually again." Where are we now...... I can't wait to die anymore......"

She has to plan for the future of herself and her mother, anyway, it is a matter of time before she enters society, so she should experience it in advance.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to support you?"

Zuo Xingyun's words made Xiang Wan's mind stand by for a moment, if it weren't for the fact that the two had been in love for so many years in the past, this might really make her think crookedly.

His gaze was very penetrating, and he was a little uncomfortable looking at the evening: "Who wants you to raise it?" If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten to this point......"

Zuo Xingyun's eyes shone slightly, the emotions in his eyes were dim, and he paused before saying: "Even if I hand everything back to you now, you can't grasp it, and you will only be gnawed by other people who are eyeing you so that there are no bones left." ”

Xiang Wan didn't agree with his statement, and couldn't help but sarcastically: "According to what you say, I still have to thank you?" ”

At this point, the atmosphere becomes less light.

In the end, the two parted a little unhappily, and Zuo Xingyun went out after breakfast.

Xiang Wan knew that this should be the way they got along now,-for-tat, incompatible.

No matter how good Zuo Xingyun is to her, she can't erase the fact that her father is dead, everything in the past has long since faded away, and no matter how beautiful the dream is, it will be shattered by reality the moment she wakes up.

After all, she is not qualified to forgive her father.

……

Because the injuries on his body were too conspicuous, he recuperated for a week.

During this period, she was not idle, she has been looking for a part-time job on the Internet that suits her during the summer vacation, and she also visits her mother in the hospital every day.

These days, Zuo Xingyun is busy going out early and returning late, and they basically don't have any chance to meet each other, and they meet occasionally, and they ignore each other because of the unhappiness last time.

After much deliberation, she chose a dessert shop that was not too far away to go to the interview.

Before heading out, she picked out her favorite white dress, the skirt reached the knee, the puff sleeves were not ostentatious, and the lace trimmed edge, and the waist was designed to frame her waist.

In order to match this skirt, she wore the small sheepskin shoes given to her by Zuo Xingyun, only these shoes are worthy of this skirt, it is the only choice, and there is no choice, she has a particularly stubborn obsessive-compulsive disorder in terms of matching.