Xiao Xingyu took a breath. He really didn't expect that he had such a title. He was stunned and admired.
This woman still wants to keep her distance.
The two looked at each other for a long time. Xiao Xingyu lowered his eyes and seemed to roll his eyes. He pressed the hard-boiled eggs into the soy sauce again. Aida said indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Zhang Moyan pondered for a while and said word by word: "We are really not suitable. Even if I am not looking for a partner for my parents, we are not suitable.
Xiao Xingyu: "How do you say it?" He listened attentively and took a bite of the egg.
The space between two people is extremely quiet, and a pin drop will definitely make a loud noise.
"The gap between us is still quite big," Zhang Moyan said eloquently, "leaving aside those rigid material conditions, from a spiritual perspective, a good partner should be someone who can nourish each other, and regardless of your thoughts,
Your knowledge and vision are far above mine. We are not on the same level. How can we nourish you?"
While Zhang Moyan was narrating, Xiao Xingyu finished eating a hard-boiled egg. He took out a paper towel and folded it in half to wipe his mouth. Then he put it aside, raised his arms on the table and looked at the woman in front of him, sighing: "Mo
Smoke, killing the enemy is easy to damage yourself, I thought you knew this truth!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the man's carefully crafted yet masculine face.
"You and I have some different views on 'good partners'," Xiao Xingyu said.
"...What insights?"
Xiao Xingyu shared: "I think the standard of "good" is not a question of whether the president's wife is also the president? It is not a question of nourishment, but whether two people are together in a long life.
Happy and contented. Whoever we meet or fall in love with in this life is beyond our control, but getting along is like knowing whether a person drinks water or not. It is his own feeling whether he feels comfortable or not. There is no reason for it. Just like me and you
I feel very happy when we are together, even if I don’t like what you say now.”
"I..." Zhang Moyan subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, but found that there were no words.
Xiao Xingyu picked up the chopsticks freely: "Besides, I don't believe you are not happy at all to see me living here."
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat, and his mood was confused.
Xiao Xingyu was right. She was actually very happy after knowing that the new neighbor was him. However, the grievances of the previous generation had already destined them to have no chance. She was like an actor who got the finale script in advance.
I knew everything would be in vain.
Zhang Moyan collected her thoughts and regained her composure towards Xiao Xingyu: "People will always miss what they can't get. Have you ever thought that you might not like me, but you are just not convinced because I rejected you?
”
Xiao Xingyu, who was eating shrimp cakes, glanced at Xiang Zhang Moyan with interest.
"You're brainwashing me," he raised two fingers to support his chin, his eyes stayed on Zhang Moyan's face for two minutes, and then asked, "Then you always keep me from getting what you want in order to keep me forever.
Do you remember it?"
Zhang Moyan was speechless and then denied: "Of course not."
But because of the tone, it doesn’t sound very credible.
Zhang Moyan was about to reinforce a few words when two mobile phones on the table rang at the same time, one belonging to Xiao Xingyu and the other belonging to Zhang Moyan.
At the same time, the same prompt sounded, and Zhang Moyan's heart immediately became clouded.
This, this seems to be the notification sound of the Weibo group message...
Yes, once upon a time, the "Clouds and Rain Fan Group" that handsome guy Xiao personally eliminated overnight has come back to life after the "Xinhuo" column was broadcast!
Not only the fan base, Xiao Xingyu’s super words also came into being again, and on this basis, he also added his post bar, several public accounts, etc.
As for Zhang Moyan, she can no longer explain her psychology. Not only did she secretly join the group again, but she also followed everyone who should pay attention.
Now the two mobile phones rang at the same time, no, it rang twice, three times, oh my god, it rang four times now... This was a somewhat familiar plot, and Zhang Moyan couldn't help but feel frightened - Xiao Xingyu himself was not in the group, right?
?
"What a coincidence?"
Just as he was worried, Xiao Xingyu happily picked up his phone and scrolled to the interface with familiar colors.
Zhang Moyan is about to burst.
"You, are you in the group too?" She looked at Xiao Xingyu with difficulty breathing, and saw Xiao Xingyu nodded while reading on his phone, and said to her, "Someone sent me my schedule for next week, don't you read it?
See?"
He also clicked his tongue, as if he was confused: "How did they know where I was going? Well, the flight number is also correct."
At this moment, Zhang Moyan really wanted to escape.
Oh my God, less than three minutes ago, she was seriously acting out her role of being unmoved by the fate of her love. Then she turned around and appeared in her fan group, and her fan level was not that low.
……
Isn’t this a slap in the face?
Isn’t it obvious that what he just said is self-contradictory?!
My face really hurts.
"I'm sorry, we're doing this again..." Zhang Moyan still remembered that Xiao Xingyu hated super words and fan groups, and he looked so furious as if it was just yesterday.
"You report it, just like last time!" Zhang Moyan said in her heart: Please!
Xiao Xingyu looked over after hearing this. The light from the chandelier in the living room reflected in his dark smiling eyes like crystal beads. He was very generous this time: "It doesn't matter, I feel pretty good now."
What's good?
"At least let me know you care about me."
Zhang Moyan was confused. She didn't seem to make a sound, right?
Why did Xiao Xingyu just answer?
"When did you join the group?" Zhang Moyan stumbled and asked.
Xiao Xingyu said "hmm" very naturally, and his eyes returned to his mobile phone: "Why are you so unexpected? Aren't you here? I should have entered the group after you!"
Zhang Moyan seemed to be witnessing a lightning strike, and the thunder was rolling in his ears.
She held her forehead with her fingers, remembering that in order to make her old fan whom she had lost and reunited with easier to recognize, she did not change her online name, but also used the coquettish username "Are you sure you don't love me?"... It's no wonder that Xiao Xing
Rain can distinguish her from all other living beings.
Zhang Moyan calculated that she had been in the group for more than a month. Oh my god, I don’t know how long Xiao Xingyu had been in the group... Although her current level was signed in and she was not very active, she was still a social member.
.
"Do you really think there will be someone waiting for me at the airport?" Xiao Xingyu asked Zhang Moyan as if he was exchanging knowledge.
Zhang Moyan has lost the ability to organize words, and thought to himself: Asking questions even though you know the answer, how come there are no photos in the group!
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan who was dumbfounded and about to cry without tears. He put out his phone and suppressed the smile on his lips. He said seriously: "I think if you just obey me once, I might eat it."
I'm not interested in you anymore." 看书溂
"You..." Zhang Moyan was unsteady and almost fell off the stool.
"You can go." Zhang Moyan felt that her face was so hot that she could fry an egg.
"I haven't finished eating yet," Xiao Xingyu pouted, "Don't everyone always miss the things they can't get? You won't play even if you tell me!"
Really, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Moyan would never have believed that a grown man could look so good-looking with a pout. The boyish look on his face made people forget what was happening at the moment, and what he was talking about between tiger and wolf.
words.
By the time Zhang Moyan reacted, Xiao Xingyu had already finished the last piece of shrimp cake in a hurry.
He stood up, put the cell phone on the table into his trouser pocket, took away the remaining two eggs in the bowl, and waved his hand in understanding to say goodbye: "Eat this tomorrow morning, thank you for the treat! I won't disturb you tonight, you are busy.
Even if you are busy, take a rest early. Anyway, the days are long!"
