Dance Solo

Chapter 83: 82. You never understand

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When Mo Jingyao turned his head, what he saw was Xie Zhiwu's face and a smile.

He didn't know what to say, and the two of them were silent all the way, and the atmosphere was a bit cold. When he thought of the dishes that were dumped in the trash last night, he felt like he wanted to cover everything.

But inadvertently looking back, she unexpectedly found that she didn't seem to have the same troubles as him.

This recognition made him feel depressed.

Mo Jingyao sighed slightly, his eyes fell on Xie Zhiwu's side face again.

It was probably because of just getting up, that her long hair still won't be able to be tied up in the future, just like her people, lazily lying beside her face. A few strands of curvy hair were gently stroked by a breeze, and naughty brushed on the bridge of her straight nose. She felt itchy and wrinkled her nose, which was so cute and distressing.

Such a unique girl, how could he ever think she is like someone else

Mo Jingyao smiled bitterly. As she looked over with her slightly raised arm, she finally realized that she was smiling at one side of the wall.

He looked at it curiously, and with only one glance, he was stunned.

This fool.

For so many years, when he was hunted down, he didn't feel sad. When Mo Yan pushed him to the cusp of the storm and shielded Jingshun from the knife, he was not sad. When he knew the truth that he had been reluctant to face, he was not sad. When Zhige got married, he was not sad either.

Alone at this moment, when he saw the shadow holding hands on the wall and her satisfying smile, his eyes started to heat up.

Mo Jingyao grabbed Xie Zhiwu's little hand stretched out in the air.

Xie Zhiwu turned his head in surprise, and when his eyes met Mo Jingyao's deep eyes, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed that he had done something bad and was dismantled.

"fool."

"I'm not stupid."

Her soft hand was wrapped in a thick palm by him, and he was allowed to lead her forward, but a bright smile appeared on her face uncontrollably.

When he felt the uncontrollable happiness of the little person behind him, the corners of Mo Jingyao's mouth quietly rose.

In the late autumn night, the moonlight was too cold.

The warmth of that scene was imprinted on the hearts of girls and men. In the following many, many years, Xie Zhiwu tried to find this kind of moonlight.

But he will never go back to that year.

Only when I woke up in a daze in the morning, Xie Zhiwu saw Xie Zhige humming a little song to clean up the house for herself.

Seeing her wake up, she happily greeted her, "Good morning!"

Xie Zhiwu rubbed her hair and sat up blankly, thinking that she must remember to lock and lock the door to sleep tonight. She really couldn't stand the pretty maid in the early morning.

"Where is Mo Jingshun?" She got out of bed and changed her clothes.

Xie Zhige complained while holding the feather duster and answered honestly, "I went out with my eldest brother. I said A Wu, that's your brother-in-law, brother-in-law. You have to be civilized and polite."

"..." Xie Zhiwu said that the conversion was really incompetent to the people of Song, so they had to mutter frothy, "Mo Jing... Brother-in-law is not here, who do you pretend to be a good wife and mother."

"I'm very diligent!"

Xie Zhige glared at his sister in dissatisfaction, and then hummed a little tune to clean up. Xie Zhiwu thought that you are very diligent, you are simply a copy of your mother Lin Qingxia, a kitchen killer, a'talent' who has long been removed from the housekeeping industry...

Just thinking about it, banged.

Xie Zhiwu ran out of the bathroom in two steps. Xie Zhige was holding her crystal trophy and squatting on the ground looking at her with tears.

"A Wu—"

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't hurt." Xie Zhiwu pulled up her sister with a full face, and tremblingly held the three-piece trophy in her heart and screamed to the sky.

Xie Zhige blinked, and he was relieved to see that his sister didn't care much.

Xie Zhiwu sighed, put the body of the trophy in the drawer, listening to the intermittent hum of the song, and finally realized for a moment what the strangeness he had felt since getting up.

"This song... TheRose?"

"Yeah, yes." Xie Zhige nodded excitedly. "You can hear it? I said I'm not pentatonic. Jingshun prefers to laugh at me... I like this song the most, don't you listen to it?"

Xie Zhiwu smiled, "Well, it sounds good."

"But my limited edition CD somehow disappeared, so I looked for it for a long time and bought another one."

Gone? Xie Zhiwu thought bitterly, how could it be gone, it's just that you can't find it.

That CD was quietly taken away by someone, and then... Then he was reluctant to listen, he secretly bought a lot of copies, and that original copy has been kept by him extremely cherished, like treating the most precious thing in his life. .

Just thinking about it, she felt sad.

"A Wu, you go out so early?"

Xie Zhige held the rag and curiously shouted to Xie Zhiwu's back, "Then I and Jingshun will invite you to dinner tonight, you must remember not to be late!"

Without turning his head back, Xie Zhiwu waved his hand behind him and walked out of the house.

If she knew that Mo Jingyao was also one of the people invited by Zhige and Jingshun, she thought, she would probably hesitate before coming.

But there has never been an if in this world.

Xie Zhige had a lesson in the afternoon, and he stood at the door of her classroom after the lesson and brought her over by himself. Xie Zhiwu ignored Su Zhe's teasing gaze, self-hypnotizing in his heart, "I am not mommy, baby, isn't it—"

The more you read, the less reconciled, "Are you still afraid that I will save money for your family Mo Jingshun?!"

Xie Zhige's eyes widened Yuanyuan, "I'm just afraid you forgot, you know, your head is the worst."

Xie Zhiwu swallowed speechlessly, and only listened to the song and added, "Besides, you are not so kind..."

This world is crazy.

When the two arrived at the restaurant, Mo Jingshun and Mo Jingyao were already sitting in their seats.

Seeing Xie Zhiwu, Mo Jingyao seldom smiled, and she pulled her hand and pressed her on the seat next to her. Xie Zhiwu let him go and sat beside him.

With a four-person deck, she had no choice.

For a meal, the atmosphere is considered harmonious. When the dessert was finally served, Zhige's eyes were excited, "I heard that the dessert chef of this shop was dug from Las Vegas, the most famous one. It's the cheesecake! Jingshun Jingshun, did you help me order it?!"

Mo Jingshun touched his wife's head, "Of course."

Mo Jingyao thoughtfully gave Xie Zhiwu a cup of coffee, "You try it too, I heard it's really good."

Xie Zhiwu laughed, and quietly pulled down his sleeves and raised his collar.

When the cheesecake was on the table, she began to hide away like a plague. Xie Zhiwu was almost crazy when she saw the tuft still in front of her.

"Why did you order cheesecake for Ah Wu!" Xie Zhige yelled dissatisfiedly while looking at his sister's appearance. "A Wu is allergic to cheese and can't eat it. Even if it smells too much, it will cause a rash. I usually Stay away from her when you eat, why did you give her some order? She likes chocolate cake!"

When Mo Jingyao and Mo Jingshun heard the words, they stared at them with big eyes and stared at them, both of them froze to one side.

"I'm just thinking about you, how can I take care of her..." Mo Jingshun rubbed his nose blankly.

Mo Jingyao's mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything.

Finally, Xie Zhige hummed the waiter and ordered another chocolate cake for her, and then happily swallowed double cheese.

The Las Vegas master in the back kitchen heard the words, thinking that his work was despised, and rushed to Xie Zhiwu with an interpreter. After a while, he finally understood that there are people in China like his and hers. , Can't eat cheese.

However, in order to promote the harmonious development of the relationship between the two countries, he personally gave Xie Zhiwu a newly developed ice cream.

Xie Zhiwu was embraced warmly by him, and looked at the translator confusedly.

The translator smiled, "He said, you are like an old man."

Xie Zhige didn't care whether the deceased was old or not. He looked at the chocolate ice cream with greedy eyes and whimpered and accused the restaurant manager, "Why didn't I!"

"This..." The restaurant manager was full of black lines and stood aside respectfully, fearing that if the sister-in-law and grandma were unhappy, their restaurant would be merged by the two masters of the Mo family.

Mo Jingshun was helpless, "My wife, you don't like chocolate."

Xie Zhige's flat mouth, "I don't like chocolate, but I like chocolate cups..."

Xie Zhiwu was preparing to start with a spoon in his hand, and it was eating or not eating or not. While hesitating, he listened to Mo Jingyao Shen Shen, "Cups, do you sell them?"

The restaurant manager frowned, "This cup... is also personally prepared by the pastry chef..."

"Then ask him if he is willing to cut love."

Xie Zhiwu was completely shocked by Mo Jingyao's solo gesture. Why did he always feel like a different person when he met Zhige.

It's almost like a dead upstart.

Helpless, the restaurant manager reached out and called a waiter, whispering. Within a few minutes, the waiter came back and told him that the foreign master was stunned at a leek and didn't show him at all.

Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment, Xie Zhiwu's longing eyes and Mo Jingyao's fist, calmly picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth.

"Take me over and see."

Leek or something, is this master going against the sky

Five minutes later, Xie Zhiwu returned to her seat, and Zhige looked at him expectantly, "Will he send me off?"

Xie Zhiwu looked at Mo Jingyao and Mo Jingshun, "This cup is the last piece of work before his deceased wife left him. She is allergic to cheese like me, so this brings back memories of the master. He just wanted a woman who looked like his wife to hold this cup again."

Hearing the song, his face was disappointed. Mo Jingshun hugged and hugged her again, whispering softly without knowing what she was saying, but Mo Jingyao smiled softly and asked, "What did you promise him?"

Xie Zhiwu was taken aback, smiled and shook his head, "I can't lie to you."

Zhige looked up at her when she heard the words, and she blinked at Zhige mischievously, "I promised to be friends with him and come here to play the piano for him for a week. This cup belongs to you!"

Then he grinned as if the prank succeeded.

It's just that this smile froze in the corners of the mouth full of bitterness while the three of them were talking and laughing.

I can please the song for you, but you will never understand my mood. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)