Duanmo didn't want to mention the past, so he asked instead: "Then you won't stay in Liancheng forever, right?"
The foundation of the Xu family is in the south. If you are the heir, you will have to go back sooner or later.
Xu Huaizheng did not answer directly, but looked at her and asked: "Do you want me to stay?"
"Of course I hope so. If you go back, I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other for several years." Duan Mo replied without thinking.
Although there is no blood relationship, she has always regarded Xu Huaizheng as her brother in her heart. Relatives have left one by one, and her relationship with Chen Shujin is like that. She feels that this brother can be said to be her only relative in the world.
Her words touched Xu Huaizheng's heart, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously: "As long as Xiao Mo tells me to stay, then I won't go anywhere."
"I'm not a child, so don't coax me." Duan Mo smiled, "I'm just talking casually. Nowadays, transportation and communication are so developed. Let alone other places, you can contact us at any time even if you are abroad.
It’s just a matter of a plane ticket.”
"Otherwise..." Xu Huaizheng paused slightly, "When I go back, I will take you with me." This part of the sentence rolled around on the tip of his tongue and he swallowed it back.
Duanmo didn't understand why he suddenly stopped talking and asked, "What else?"
"How about another pot?" Xu Huaizheng filled the two of them with wine and shook the pot.
"You haven't finished drinking this pot yet, and you're still thinking about it? You're really greedy." Duan Mo said, half joking and half serious, "A small drink will make you happy, but getting drunk will hurt your health."
"This tone is really like that of grandpa." Xu Huaizheng's smile was a little sad, "In the first few years after arriving in the Xu family, I was busy trying to establish myself. When I returned to Dongshan Town... I didn't know what had happened.
So many things have happened to me. I'm sorry, Xiaomo, for not being with you when you were most sad. I'm sorry..."
When we returned to Dongshan Town on New Year's Day last year, he knelt in front of his grandfather's and grandmother's graves and repeatedly said sorry.
Duanmo thought he was sad because he couldn't see them for the last time, but he didn't want him to feel guilty about himself.
She raised her hand and patted him on the arm: "Brother Huai Zheng, you have not sorry to anyone. Grandpa and grandma will not blame you, and neither will I."
Through the thin fabric of his shirt, Xu Huaizheng clearly felt the warmth and softness of that little hand. When he wanted to hold it, the hand had already withdrawn, and he picked up the mobile phone next to him, and ran his slender fingertips across it.
While looking at the screen, Duan Mo made a gesture to answer the phone, got up and went to the window.
Her voice was very soft, telling the other person that she was eating and chatting with him.
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. She nodded a few times and closed the line.
"Lu Wuchuan?" he asked knowingly.
Duan Mo looked down at his phone: "He's coming over and wants me to send him his location."
"I forgot to ask you, why didn't he get off work with you today?"
"Meeting."
"Why didn't you participate?" Xu Huaizheng glanced at the watch on his wrist while picking up the wine cup. It was 8:40, and this meeting had been going on for nearly three hours.
Duan Mo smiled: "Brother Huai Zheng, you are too flattering to me. The director is holding a meeting, so why should a little guy like me be there?"
"I thought it was because your special case team was having a meeting." Xu Huaizheng leaned on the back of his chair, leaning slightly sideways, resting his elbows on the edge of the table, "What have you been busy with recently? Are there another cases?"
"Yeah." Duanmo nodded, "I'm afraid we will have to wait until the day the earth explodes before there will be no cases at all."
"Your description is quite interesting."
"Are you tired?" he asked.
"How should I deal with this problem?" Duan Mo put his chin on one hand, "If you say I'm not tired, you must say I'm not telling the truth. If you say I'm tired, then you have to persuade me to change my job. That's all right.
pit."
Xu Huaizheng laughed softly: "We, Xiaomo, have really grown up. If we were young, we would definitely jump into the trap obediently."
"You're just bullying me because you're a few years older than me."
"Conscience of heaven and earth, I have never bullied you, but you..."
The two of them were reminiscing about interesting childhood stories. The waiter knocked on the door and let Lu Wuchuan into the room.
Xu Huaizheng stood up, the two men greeted each other, and Duanmo ordered the waiter to order a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a pot of hot tea.
"Let's add a few more dishes." Xu Huaizheng said.
Duanmo answered very quickly: "No, it's this time. He doesn't like to eat anything too oily."
Lu Wuchuan sat down next to her, naturally put his arm on the back of her chair, and leaned slightly: "Have you been drinking?"
"Plum wine, just give it a shot." Duan Mo made a small distance between his thumb and index finger.
The waiter brought tea, and Duanmo took it and poured him a cup.
"This wine is not strong, would you like to try it?" Xu Huaizheng asked, holding up the wine pot.
"He doesn't drink." Duanmo answered again.
Xu Huaizheng filled a cup himself, put it to his lips and sipped it: "That's really a pity."
There was no bathroom in the private room, so Duanmo went out for about six or seven minutes. When he came back, two men each had a cup of tea and were chatting.
In the past, there was always a feeling of undercurrent between these two people, but now that they can sit together in such harmony, I feel even more gratified.
The dinner ended with Lu Wuchuan finishing his Yangchun noodles. The two cars came out of the deep alley and drove in two directions at the intersection.
Xu Huaizheng looked back at the black off-road vehicle disappearing into the night, opened the window a little, popped a cigarette out of the cigarette case and lit it.
A Xiao couldn't help it anymore and said, "Master, I told you that I once liked a girl, right?"
"If you have something to say, just say it." Xu Huaizheng looked at the retreating street outside the window and said in a deep voice.
"On the day she got married, I got myself drunk. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I didn't even cry when my father died. I cried for two hours that day. Now that I think about it, it felt really uncomfortable."
A Xiao glanced at the man's face in the rearview mirror and said: "Later I figured it out, I blame myself for this. If I had confessed earlier, maybe she would be mine. Let's take a step back.
, even if I was rejected, at least I fought for it and have no regrets. People have told me, if you like it, you have to say it loudly. If you don’t say it, how will others know what you think."
"What can I do if I know? What can I give her? You don't understand..." Xu Huaizheng's voice was very soft, as if he was answering A Xiao or mumbling to himself.
As I said before at the dinner table, if you are born into that kind of family, you cannot control everything by yourself.
It is an indisputable fact that he likes Duanmo. This love has taken root in his heart even from his ignorant boyhood. Even though they were separated for several years, this feeling not only has not faded, but has even grown from a seedling.
It became a big tree.
The roots of the tree were intricately pierced into his heart and blended into his bones and blood. If the tree had to be pulled out, it would be a heart-breaking pain.