"If I quit, what would it be like for a grown man to huddle in a dormitory where girls gather all day long?"
Su Mu gave a wry smile and said, "It's just like one day when my classmates get together and someone asks me what I'm doing now, what should I tell them?"
"How do you say what?"
Su's mother hated the iron and said: "At a higher level, he is the legal person in charge of a small self-operated economy!"
"???"
"Besides, do you think this career is what you want? Even though the salary is quite satisfactory, is that an apartment that an average man can get into?"
"Still embarrassed? This is obviously a job that is rare to find! It's too late for others to envy you!"
“···”
Su Mu didn't know what to say.
Forget it. The best way for parents to end the conversation is silence.
"You, forget it."
Su Ma sighed and asked again: "Have you made friends with any girl?"
"We all get along pretty well. We can also make jokes and stuff."
"Who asked you this?"
"Forehead."
Following Su's mother's tight gaze, Su Mu scratched his face and said, "Didn't I say I didn't have that idea? I'm just here to help temporarily..."
“···”
Su Ma stared at Su Mu for a long time. When Su Mu felt uncomfortable, she let out a long sigh.
"I've given up."
Her face was full of disappointment.
It was like the kind of tangled feeling in my heart when I sent my child into the examination room with great expectations. When the final results came out, my child hesitated and said that he only scored 7 points (total score).
"Let's go."
"I will never expect anything from you again."
"Tomorrow I'll ask your dad to go to the nursing home with us. As long as we can spend our old age peacefully, I don't have any expectations anymore."
Su Ma waved her hand.
Light and airy, as if chasing away a fly.
"I'll move the rest of the things after breakfast."
"Huh, breakfast, hurry up and leave after eating."
Su Ma's face darkened.
"Hey, you can't just do this to me! Where's the little deer? Where's her? She's not young anymore either!"
"You're the only one who still has the nerve to talk about Xiaolu?"
Su's mother snorted and said, "Every year, the number of chocolates received during the Chinese Valentine's Day is more than double digits. How about you? Let alone the Chinese Valentine's Day, I haven't seen you receive any gifts from girls even in a year."
"This...ah...this rice is so delicious!"
"I'm stuffed."
"Crack."
Su Mu put down the bowls and chopsticks and walked away.
This home is not a home of equal status.
"well."
Su Mu sighed.
Probably apart from Dad Su, the one with the lowest status in this family is myself.
the other side.
Park Song Yi got up early in the morning.
Because of the difference in working hours, she was usually in a deep sleep at this time. There was nothing particularly important to deal with, so she shouldn't have to get up so early.
In other words, she wouldn't have gotten up so early unless the sky was falling.
but.
Yesterday, Ye Chuxia looked like that, cautiously peeping and dodging.
She saw it too.
The awkward conversation between the two in the living room, and after Ye Chuxia returned to the room, she threw away the gift angrily.
Su Mu is leaving, and that noisy guy will just watch him leave and just admit defeat?
Do you just admit defeat after getting angry?
impossible.
Park Song Yi didn't believe that Ye Chuxia's character would give up like this. If it was so easy to give up, why did she use such poor acting skills to follow Su Mu's ass in the first place?
No matter if you are curious or not.
It's better to worry about your best friend.
All in all, Park Song Yi woke up at dawn.
But I just woke up, sitting on the bed and listening to the goings on in the apartment.
"Crack."
It wasn't until she heard a slight movement in the room next door that Park Song Yi stepped on the ground with her bare feet, walked to the door and lightly opened a crack, and peeked outside.
She saw Ye Chuxia run to the kitchen, first stretched her neck and looked around, as if to confirm if anyone was watching, then took out an envelope from her pajamas pocket and stuffed it on the stove.
But maybe she felt something was wrong, so she picked up the envelope and stuffed it into the cupboard where the dishes were kept.
It may not feel conspicuous enough.
He took it out again and put it by the window.
···
After several twists and turns, she stuffed the letter into the small drawer where various condiments were stored.
Whenever you use the kitchen, you will inevitably open this drawer and you will inevitably see the letter placed in the upper compartment.
"Crack."
Her room was closed again.
Park Song Yi can probably guess this feeling.
He desperately gives the right to decide a matter to another person, and then shrinks back into his own small space and waits uneasily.
It's an uncomfortable feeling.
Park Song Yi closed the door and did nothing. She just looked at it and already knew it.
The result was the same as she expected.
Su Mu said goodbye to the girls who got up early one by one, and Ye Chuxia also went out. Only Park Songyi, who was supposed to be sleeping, and Su Mu, who came back from the second drive to move things, were left.
"What are you going to do with it?"
Park Song Yi sat next to Sumu, took a cigarette from his cigarette case and lit it elegantly.
"Did you see it?"
Su Mu smiled bitterly.
"She looks quite pitiful like this."
Park Song Yi said.
"Shouldn't it be me who was pranked by her in the first place?"
"Do you still think it's a prank?"
Park Song Yi smiled and said, "I think you should have understood it before seeing this."
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Su Mu crumpled the envelope into a ball and threw it into the trash can, saying, "But, I can only treat it as a prank."
"You're kind of cool."
Park Song Yi glanced at the crumpled paper lying in the trash can and said, "She will probably cry."
"Um."
Sumu paused and said, "But you grow up after crying."
"I have a question."
Park Song Yi glanced at Su Mu and asked, "Why don't you just tell her clearly?"
"I'm not good at that kind of scene.",
Su Mu shook his head and said: "And, compared to talking about it, maybe this will be more thorough."
"Have you really never been in love?"
Park Song Yi stared at Su Mu, as if trying to see through something.
"No."
Su Mu smiled and said, "But wasn't there a famous saying before?"
"saying?"
"If you don't love, don't hurt."
Su Mu thought for a moment and said: "I don't want to hold anyone back, and I don't want to lie to anyone. In a sense, this is also a kind of responsibility."
"Responsible. Well, okay."
Park Song Yi put out the remaining half of the cigarette and said, "I hope you are really a responsible man."