"Sir, are you back?" Aunt Qiao's voice appeared between the two of them.
Yi Xiao raised his head and responded calmly.
"Eaten dinner yet?"
"Already eaten," he replied.
"Where are you and Song Fei going?" Yi Shu interrupted their conversation.
Aunt Qiao happened to walk up to them.
He pondered for a moment, "It depends on where she wants to go."
In fact, it doesn't matter where he goes...
He just needs a place to think clearly about certain things, that's all.
For example, why does he, who never gets heartbroken easily, feel tight in his chest when he sees the little girl's tears...
For example, why am I, who has always had good self-control, so easily aroused by a little girl under the age of fifteen...
for example……
She was quiet for a long time, just looking at him solemnly.
a while……
"I'll come with you, okay?" The tone of the discussion did not have many ups and downs.
Obviously, I didn't have too many expectations.
He was startled.
It is indeed a very tempting proposition.
but……
"You have to go to school." He quickly found a reason to refuse.
But he didn't know whether he was rejecting her or refusing to let himself waver?
"Tomorrow is the weekend." She retorted, her hand holding the blanket tightening.
You obviously have no hope, so what are you expecting now?!
Aunt Qiao on the side suddenly laughed softly.
She stroked the top of her head and joked: "Silly lady, our husband is going to fall in love. This is a rare time this year. When you go, you are really like a light bulb!"
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Her clenched hands were frozen, suspended in the air, like fossils.
Yi Xiao looked at her and narrowed his deep eyes.
Suddenly, I felt a little tight in my chest...
"Aunt Qiao, you go to bed first. I have something to tell Yi Shu." He looked away and ordered Aunt Qiao.
"Okay, you guys go to bed early too." Aunt Qiao frowned and thought about something as she walked.
I just felt that there was something indescribably weird about the atmosphere between the gentleman and the lady, but I couldn't explain it clearly if I thought about it carefully.
"Do you really think so?" Aunt Qiao asked as soon as her figure disappeared.
"Huh?" Confused, he turned around.
She ran into a pair of stubborn clear eyes, and there was a bit of desolation in those eyes that didn't belong to her.
My heart tightens, the pain cannot be ignored.
"Do you also think that my going will hinder your love?" She repeated again.
Is she really such an annoying tart?
After pondering for a long time, there was no affirmation, but no denial either.
There was a struggle in his expression that she couldn't understand.
The little girl is too young, but so charming...
Getting too close will only make him fall into a wrong vortex.
Therefore, letting himself calm down for a while may be the best choice for him to make.
"I want to spend a good few days with Song Fei these days." The answer seems obvious.
"I know!!" She suddenly interrupted him coldly. She didn't want to hear the next words, and she didn't want to hear them at all!!
turn out to be……
The three words "oil bottle" have been with her for fifteen years, and even now, she still can't get rid of them...
"I wish you have fun and a happy life together!!" He said insincerely and his face was stiff.