Zhong Jiuyin believes that Yan Cheng is unhappy that his date has been interrupted.

So he also sandwiched a piece of bamboo shoots for him as a comfort: "If you go abroad to film the day after tomorrow, you should pay more attention to controlling your diet." Do you need me to send you? ”

By the way, I made up for everything I didn't kiss today.

Yan Cheng looked at the bamboo shoots, ate them calmly, snapped off the bamboo shoots, and said, "No." ”

Ms. Zhong Yan seems to be on the night of the New Year's Eve reunion, with a promising daughter in her left hand and an excellent son-in-law in her right hand, with a smile on her face that she has no regrets in her life.

There are elders stuck in the middle, obviously unable to continue dating, after lunch, Yan Cheng offered to leave.

Zhong Yan also politely sent him to the door and thanked him again for taking care of his daughter.

Yan Cheng looked back at Zhong Jiuyin behind the door, she was distracted and didn't know what she was thinking, only when she saw him came back to her senses, she silently pouted and kissed, and blinked.

… Looks like a pervert who harasses innocent passers-by.

He went away without any regrets.

The door closed again, Zhong Yan stopped talking, and the house suddenly fell into an anxious silence.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at her.

Familiar and unfamiliar relatives meet, but don't know what to say, the intermediary leaves, the topic returns to some things that they don't want to talk about anymore, and they are afraid of stepping on each other's discomfort zone no matter how they speak.

Zhong Yan ignored her daughter's strangeness, her mouth moved, she walked back to the sofa and sat down, looked left and right, and the question of typing the draft did not come out, and the first sentence became:

"You didn't tell me when you changed places, this place is so good, the company values you very much?"

Zhong Jiuyin said "um".

She is not the original owner, she has to speak much more freely, seeing that Zhong Yan wants to speak and stops, it is estimated that she wants to ask about suicide or car accident, and interrupt first.

"Mom, I'm fine now. You also see, bright home, good-looking boyfriend, waiting in line for job opportunities, and making more and more money, you don't have to worry. ”

Zhong Yan: "What about before?" ”

"I was suppressed by a peer, I had no job and no money to make money, and I was emotionally disturbed for a while, but your daughter was very powerful and survived it on her own. I was just a little unlucky and got into a car accident when I went out to audition. ”

She substitutes "your daughter" for herself, as if telling someone else's story. Zhong Yan felt that her emotions were still wrong, and she habitually wanted to preach, and when she saw her expression, she swallowed it back, but her tears were not so easy to control.

"Why don't you want to tell me?"

"I can't say it," Zhong Jiuyin pulled out two tissues and handed them over, holding his hands and scratching his eyebrows, "I don't want you to worry."

"Aren't you worried about me if you don't say it?"

"At least I'm not that worried."

She answered every sentence very naturally, and naturally overdid it, like a bystander watching from the wall.

Zhong Yan looked at her with a blurred vision through her tears, and was stunned to notice her difference.

Zhong Jiuyin let her observe, took a horse's hoof to eat, and then said: "Isn't it good news or bad news, aren't children like this to their parents?" ”

"You... Are you blaming me? Blame me for comparing you to that family and putting too much pressure on you? ”

"I didn't." The original owner has.

She continued: "I don't really want to talk about the past, it's over, and talking about it again will only make me repeat that discomfort." Can we not talk about it? ”

Zhong Yan was stunned and replied, "Okay." ”

"Then why don't you go get some sleep? It's too tiring to travel day and night or something. ”

Zhong Yan still said yes, and then was coaxed to the bedroom to sleep. There are no questions in my head, and I don't ask a word.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't stay in the bedroom, walked out of the living room, and secretly exhaled.

Then I went to the study and sat down for a while.

It's weird and hard to deal with now, and my mother isn't as easy to fool as her friends.

When she came over, her mind was blank, and the original owner didn't leave any memory for her, so she can only speculate on the daily life of the mother and daughter by relying on one or two complaints in her diary.

But she is a special outsider, she doesn't know the whole picture of the matter, and it is also one-sided to determine Ms. Zhong Yan's fault based on those two complaints.

It's a mother and daughter who have been dependent on each other for more than 20 years, and the feelings of blood thicker than water must be deeper than short-term hate.

Really, she was left with such a big problem, and her head hurt.

Remembering what Yan Cheng said, "It's okay to take more medicine", Zhong Jiuyin walked to the living room and picked out two pills to eat.

I didn't expect to be seen by Ms. Zhong Yan, who happened to come out of the toilet.

"What are you eating?"

Zhong Jiuyin looked at the name of the eye medicine, read it to her carefully, and explained by the way: "Cure the brain, I still have a little blood in my brain after the car accident." ”

If Yan Cheng was here, he would definitely show a speechless expression, she thought.

But Zhong Yan cried again after a while, rushed over to hug her, patted her on the shoulder and scolded her for being stubborn, and asked why she didn't call her at the beginning, at least someone could take care of her during the car accident recuperation.

When she rushed over, Zhong Jiuyin subconsciously raised her hand to avoid the touch.

But the mother's crying and scolding also carried a natural safety message, she didn't want to resist at all, and even smelled the other party's body that seemed to have some familiar smells, looking at the white strands in the other party's hair, her throat was also a little stalky.

After hesitating for a moment, she tried to put her hands together, hugged Zhong Yan back weakly, and comforted awkwardly.

After crying, Zhong Yan was really tired and lay in the bedroom and fell asleep.

Zhong Jiuyin returned to the study, patted his shoulder, and turned out his diary.

The first half of the pages still write the pain of the original owner, I don't know what pen and ink is used, and not a word has faded.

She flipped to the back and sighed and wrote: "Your mother is here"

[She looks so sad, otherwise you don't blame her]

[Forget it, anyway, you can't see it in the west]

[I will take care of her in old age, don't worry]

Writing these words in her diary was like talking to the original owner, even though she knew that they were all one-sided chirps.

When she was done, she covered her journal and uninhibitedly put her legs on the desk, folded her legs, and looked out the window with her eyebrows twisted.

At the same time, Yan Cheng had already returned home.

He called Sister Xu and brought forward what he had planned to do in the evening and tomorrow to the present.

Sister Xu saw that this time was not quite right, so she asked him, "Why, your date didn't work out?" Did you quarrel? ”

Yan Cheng: "Why do you think we quarreled?" ”

Sister Xu: "No one bothered you, the problem must only be on you." So there was a quarrel? ”

Yan Cheng: "No. Her family came. ”

Sister Xu: "Oh - was interrupted by the elders. ”

Her ridicule was so obvious that it was about to burst into laughter, and Yan Cheng reluctantly changed the topic: "Didn't you go to Marriott to get a costume?" Got it? ”

"I got it," Sister Xu's voice was lowered, "and I also saw a little secret, that Liang Zhi, and the Miss Wan who invested in your show, walked together at the top of Marriott." ”

Yan Cheng was stunned: "What is the state of Liang Zhi?" ”

Sister Xu: "It seems to be voluntary, I wasn't drunk or forced, my expression was normal, and I was still talking to Wan Qian with my head down, if it weren't for the fact that the identity difference was so big that people thought about it, I would have thought it was a normal couple." ”

"It's not impossible." Yan Cheng said lightly, suddenly thinking of Feng Qing's resources being intercepted.

(End of chapter)