Shaoyao and Shao's mother were having a heated argument at home. Shao Yingzhuo, Shao's father, went out to drink with his friends after dinner in the evening, leaving Shaoyao and Shao's mother alone at home.
"There will be no results if you are with him. Why don't you believe what I tell you?" Shao's mother frowned. The noble lady's years of cultivation and keeping her character prevented her from showing too ferocious face.
, her gentle tone contained an endless sense of helplessness and powerlessness, and she sighed deeply after speaking.
"You're not him, how did you know there would be no result? Do you think you are a prophet, and what you say is accurate?" Compared to Shao Mu, Shaoyao's attitude was much worse. She stood with her face melted.
She put on slightly thicker makeup and spoke in an almost sarcastic tone.
Shao Mu closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "A Yao..."
"Don't call me A-Yao, it sounds annoying to me." Shaoyao tilted her head to one side, her face full of displeasure.
Shao's mother's brows tightened, and the sadness on her face became more and more intense. She, a strong business woman who had lived for most of her life and had countless business discussions, still lowered her head helplessly in front of her daughter.
Shaoyao was so upset that she picked up the black trench coat she had just thrown there from the sofa, put it on her body, wrapped it tightly, and went straight out the door without even looking at Shao's mother.
Shao's mother's words were stuck in her throat. She just watched Shaoyao passing by her. She closed her eyes helplessly. When she opened them again, Shaoyao had already left. Her eyes were red.
Staring at the door frame in a daze.
Shaoyao went out, drove from the underground garage and left Shao's house. She stepped on the accelerator and the car sped out, leaving only a blurry shadow.
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Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan walked to the bank of the river. The reflection of the lanterns became clearer and clearer. Miao Jian could vaguely see small fish swimming up the river, causing ripples on the river.
Miao Jian's hand was held by Shao Xinghan. Her left hand no longer hurt. She hugged Shao Xinghan's left hand with her left hand. Her whole body was pressed against his body, and her face was glowing when the lanterns illuminated it.
Light.
"It's so beautiful!" said the people who were watching the lanterns together.
"It's indeed pretty. Come on, let's go over and have a look." A man held his girlfriend beside him and walked over there.
A vague figure passed by Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan. Miao Jian took Shao Xinghan's hand and moved, and Shao Xinghan lowered his head.
Miao Jian stood on tiptoe, her soft lips almost touching Shao Xinghan's ear. Her soft breath sprayed on Shao Xinghan's ear. Shao Xinghan's body stiffened for a moment, and then she heard Miao Jian's soft voice.
He whispered in his ear: "How about we go over there and watch the lanterns too?"
Miao Jian seemed to have done it deliberately or accidentally. While talking, her lips accidentally touched Shao Xinghan's ear. Shao Xinghan's eyes looked at the lanterns in the distance. At that moment, the lanterns moved slightly on the river.
It seemed to have stopped, some reactions occurred in certain parts of his body, and his fists inadvertently tightened.
After Miao Jian finished speaking, she breathed into Shao Xinghan's ear as if she was short of breath before putting her feet down.
Shao Xinghan's time seemed to have stopped. It stopped the moment Miao Jian's lips touched his. Miao Jian pulled his hand: "Brother?"
Shao Xinghan's eyes blinked, and the timeline began to move again. His thoughts were retracted, and his voice was unusually low, with a sense of magnetism unique to mature men: "Okay."
The two of them walked that way, and Miao Jian felt that Shao Xinghan's hand holding hers was tightening unconsciously, and there was a little sweat. If you don't feel it carefully, you can hardly notice it.
Miao Jian actually had her own little Jiujiu. She stood on tiptoe on purpose, pretended to accidentally touch Shao Xinghan's ear, and breathed into his ear on purpose. Of course, this didn't mean anything to her.
What's more important is that she has more thoughts hidden in her words.
She didn't call Shao Xinghan brother, but said "we".
Just like the young couple before, they said "we".
Miao Jian felt the subtle changes in Shao Xinghan. He seemed to be holding back and walked as usual. There was no change. But Miao Jian always felt that something was wrong. She couldn't explain it. In short, something was wrong.
Miao Jian poked her head to look at his expression. Shao Xinghan's eyes were indifferent, looking ahead, occasionally blinking. Miao Jian could vaguely see the light of the lanterns reflected in his eyes.
It seems nothing strange, Miao Jian thought in her heart.
The two of them walked to the lantern and stood on the left side of the river. Miao Jian looked back and saw the place where they were standing just now. She couldn't help but think of the scene where she and Shao Xinghan were talking just now.
The scene when the people opposite saw her leaning into Shao Xinghan's ear and talking in his ear must have been very beautiful. The light of the lanterns shone on them, and she and Shao Xinghan were particularly close. It seemed that all lovers would fantasize about her.
Beautiful pictures with the other side.
Miao Jian looked at it in a daze and stayed there. Shao Xinghan followed Miao Jian's gaze in confusion and found nothing: "What are Miao Miao looking at?"
Miao Jian looked away and smiled, "I didn't see anything. Brother, let's go see the lanterns and look for anyone who sells Kongming lanterns."
Shao Xinghan nodded and walked that way with Miao Jian.
Miao Jian's eyes were sharp, and he looked around and saw a vendor selling Kongming lanterns. There were not many stores next to the river. The sellers just put their things on the ground. He was moving a small bench to sit there, rubbing his hands occasionally in the winter.
Rubbing hands, waiting for guests to arrive.
Miao Jian walked over and held Shao Xinghan's hand: "Uncle, how do you sell this Kongming Lantern?"
There were some young couples buying other gadgets at the street stalls on the other side. Not only were there a lot of people on this road, but there were also a lot of people selling things, almost all of them selling gadgets.
The uncle may have just finished his work. Not long after he sat down, he saw Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan walking over. He greeted them enthusiastically, "Little sister, which one do you want? There are five yuan ones and ten yuan ones. The most expensive one is
The ones are twenty, it depends on which one you want." The uncle pointed at the Kongming lanterns on the ground.
Miao Jian glanced at the five-dollar Kongming Lantern based on the uncle's introduction. Even the paper was crumpled. Looking at it in this dim light, it looked like a ball of crumpled waste paper. Miao Jian looked at it again.
I looked at the ten-dollar one, and it was a little better. At least it was less wrinkled, and there were some fine patterns on it.
Looking at the 20 yuan paper, there is nothing to choose from. There are patterns on it, but that pattern is like the pattern embroidered on the shrouds worn by the elderly, with dragons and phoenixes in pairs, and it looks very rustic.