Mo Shiqian's eyes fell from the steering wheel to the snowflakes on the hood. He was silent for a few seconds before he said softly, "Mom."
Mrs. Mu smiled softly on the phone, "Call me at this time. Is there something wrong?"
It's around ten o'clock in the morning. Normally, he should be working in the office.
The young and handsome man's eyes were very calm, but also extremely deep, as if there was no end to the tunnel, disappearing at the end of the dark mist. He almost never told his parents in Licheng what happened to him over the years. He only called every once in a while to report that he was safe and talk about trivial and insignificant matters.
Then he remitted the money on time. Although the money he gave them, they basically didn't touch it.
They didn't ask much, they just told him to pay attention to his safety and health.
He opened his mouth to mention Chi An, but when the words reached his lips, he took them back.
His voice was hoarse, "Mom, I want to ask you a question."
The voice on the other end was very brisk, "Okay, you say it."
Mo Shiqian was quiet, then raised his head and looked at the floor where Chi Huan's apartment was located. She seemed to have opened the curtains.
Maybe standing in front of the window watching the snow.
He said solemnly, "What does a woman mean when she says she wants to be quiet?"
Mrs. Mu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did you quarrel with Huanhuan?"
quarrel
It didn't seem to count, because they didn't argue about anything from beginning to end.
Even he was the only one who got a little angry because she said she wanted to move away.
"Well," his tone was very calm, but he could vaguely detect the restrained emotions and his voice was low, "She moved out of my villa and said she wanted to be alone."
"What happened to you? It's so serious."
Mo Shiqian pursed his thin lips tighter.
It's so serious, she really doesn't want to just "just take a break".
His voice became hoarse again, "Well, she has moved back to her own apartment."
Mrs. Mu sighed, "Shi Qian? Do you have any misunderstanding, or have you really done something to feel sorry for her?"
The last time they came back, her son had been introverted and deep-tempered since he was a child, and his feelings were not easily revealed, but Chi Huan was different. The way she looked at Shi Qian was unabashed love and sweetness.
It hasn't been that long since I've been back, so my feelings can't just change.
What's more, with Shi Qian's temperament, he could agree to her moving away... Either the relationship has faded, or he feels guilty.
Mo Shiqian was silent for a while and said calmly, "I feel sorry for her."
"Alas..." He didn't want to be specific, and Mrs. Mu didn't ask any questions, directly answering his original question, "As far as mom's experience is concerned... if a girl wants to be quiet in love, it's nothing more than a breakup. I have an idea, but I can’t let it go, so I can’t make a decision, but I still have doubts about continuing to be together... So I just want to be alone and calm down, and then think over and over again whether I should continue or not.”
The man's knuckled fingers were holding the phone. The fingers tightened little by little, and the joints were vaguely white.
No words were spoken for a long time.
Mrs. Mu naturally felt his silence and spoke softly, "Shi Qian, since she didn't mention the breakup directly, she must be reluctant to part with it. You should behave well during this period... There is still a high chance of getting back together."
Behave well…
He lowered his voice to the lowest level, and the hoarse meaning became thicker and thicker, "What does it mean... to perform well?"
Ever since he got together with Chi Huan, he had kept almost nothing. He gave her everything she needed and what he could give.
To a certain extent, there is basically no room for him to use other men's strategies to recover from a quarrel or breakup with their girlfriends.
And he has never been in love. Apart from giving her very substantial things or taking care of her, he doesn't know how to do anything else.
That's why he made the call.
Most of the human nature he understands and controls is the bad nature of human beings. Women's minds are unreasonably complex and are not included in this list.
He also has no friends of the opposite sex.
Feng Xing only fell in love once, and it failed miserably.
"Oh," when Mrs. Mu was thinking deeply, her cell phone was suddenly snatched away. Mu Xi cadenced on the other end, "Brother, how old is my mother and how old is my sister-in-law? They are separated by several generations. Why don't you ask my mother? Ask me... I know the thoughts of a young woman better than my mother."
Mo Shiqian held the phone and said calmly, "Say."
"First, she said to be quiet. You must not leave her alone when everyone is gone... Because when she has the idea of breaking up in her mind, she will begin to adapt to the feeling of breaking up in advance. Although she may be reluctant to let go, she can bear it for a while. I can't bear to endure it..."
"Second, she said she should be quiet, so don't make noises in her ears... Oh, brother, you are not that kind of person, anyway, you can't make her think you are annoying. If she gets annoyed, she might just ditch you and break up. , I gave it up even if I couldn’t bear it.”
"The third point is the key point, to develop a sense of presence, and this sense of presence must be favorable... Let her feel your presence, care and love, continuously and patiently, and let her believe that she has a future with you. Yes, and the future is very bright.”
After she finished speaking, after hearing no reply for a long time, Mu Xi asked, "Brother, do you know?"
Mo Shiqian tugged at his thin lips and said calmly, "I heard it."
Mu Xi muttered, "Brother, you should study hard. Falling in love always doesn't go well."
"Well, tell mom to take care of yourself and call me if you need anything. I'm going to work."
"Okay, brother, bye."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Shiqian threw the phone on the passenger seat and looked up at the unclosed curtains.
After a while, the car started the engine and slowly left from the apartment downstairs.
Chi Huan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Wearing a soft sweater, her long hair was tied into a casual bun, she quietly looked out the window at the snow falling more and more.
Gust, who had been parked downstairs for fifteen minutes, drove away.
She withdrew her gaze and turned towards the sofa.
… … …
Chi Huan stayed at home all day without going out. She asked Sister Yao to push the few remaining announcements she had in the near future, and she concentrated on preparing to film a movie.
Sister Yao naturally knew about her father's passing, so she agreed without saying anything.
Maybe you are alone, and you don’t have to plan or consider how to provide for your retirement in the future. The pressure to make money is not that great, or in other words, there is no motivation to push forward.
I ordered takeout at noon, slept on the sofa for an hour in the afternoon, and continued reading after getting up.
There was wind and snow outside, but the apartment was warm, quiet, and deserted.
Around six o'clock in the evening, she was about to order a meal using the mobile app when the doorbell rang.