After the lively gathering was over, only the servant and the Zuo family's three members were left in the spacious villa. The servant had worked in the Zuo family for nearly ten years and knew everyone's temper very well. As soon as the guests left, he tidied up the living room quickly and went into the room very consciously.
In response to his father's questioning, Zuo Yueyao seemed very calm.
"It's Chinese New Year, why don't you stay at home and run around? You didn't even tell your family when you left."
Zuo Yueyao glanced at his mother, and Zhou Ling put down the newspaper in his hand: "Tell me about it."
Zuo Yuhai's momentum suddenly waned: "Even if you have told your mother, you can't not even call her back. Where have you been these past two days? You didn't go to the Internet cafe with some random people, did you?"
Zuo Yueyao was amused and helpless: "Dad, I don't like hanging out in Internet cafes."
Zhou Ling glanced at Zuo Yuhai and said, "Do you really have no idea what kind of character your son is? Your son knows very well what he can and cannot do. It is right for parents to educate their children, but the prerequisite is to understand their children."
As a result, Zuo Yuhai, who had wanted to educate his son well, was defeated by Zhou Ling's few words. Although he was reluctant, he still sat aside obediently, picked up Zhou Ling's newspaper and pretended to read it.
It is said that Zuo Yuhai is as afraid of his wife as a tiger at home, but in fact, Zuo Yuhai's temper is not very good. That is, when facing his lover, all his bad temper will be restrained. It does not mean that Zuo Yuhai is really afraid of his wife, he just respects her.
Zuo Yuhai also knew that his wife was kind and principled in dealing with people and things, but she was also very stubborn about some things. Others generally could not change her decisions. For example, two years ago, she gave up a good path to promotion and insisted on going to remote areas to conduct inspections and provide support, which resulted in her not being able to eat or sleep well, and she lost a lot of weight when she came back.
Zuo Yuhai felt very distressed about this, but he had no choice but to nag her.
Zhou Ling called Zuo Yueyao to the study.
"Your professor called me a few days ago and said that with your ability, you can go abroad for further studies after graduating from university. What do you think about this?"
The study room is exclusively for Zuo Yueyao. In order to give him a quiet study environment, even the aunt would avoid cleaning the room when he was in the study. After college, he seldom came back, but she still kept the room spotless.
"Although the current medical level in our country is not as good as that in foreign countries in some areas, it is still sufficient for me to learn and explore. I don't think that I have to go abroad to study further. I can do it in China. I also don't think that studying abroad can reflect a person's superiority and value. I can do it in China as well."
After hearing what her son said, Zhou Ling smiled with satisfaction: "I thought you were like other children and yearned to go abroad. Now that you said that, I have a clue. The medical department of Nanjing University is one of the best in China. Mom supports you in doing what you want to do."
Zuo Yueyao really liked the way he communicated with his mother. Unlike his father, he responded with a simple and rough way, "Okay."
Zhou Ling patted the seat beside him and motioned Zuo Yueyao to come over and sit down. With his son sitting next to him, Zhou Ling looked at this son who was the envy and jealousy of others, feeling satisfied but also a little emotional.
Zuo Yuhai has no time to accompany his son, so how could she have time too? Zuo Yueyao spends more time with the nanny than the two of them combined. Zuo Yuhai feels that he owes his son, and Zhou Ling feels the same way.
Zhou Ling also knew that her son, who had grown up to be a handsome young man, had begun to have his own ideas. Fortunately, his ideas before this had always satisfied her.
"Do you have someone you like?"
"Yeah." Thinking that it must be his lovely professor who revealed the information, Zuo Yueyao admitted it without hesitation.
"Have you been looking for her these two days?"
"Yes." Although it was tiring to run back and forth, all the hard work became meaningful the moment we hugged each other and saw her smile from the bottom of her heart.
"Tell mom what kind of girl you are." Zhou Ling seemed very calm about her son's generous admission, but a little surprised. She originally thought that her son would not take love matters too seriously too early.
A playful and cute figure appeared in "her" mind, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously: "She is very kind, very cute, very sensible, and very hardworking."
It was the first time that Zhou Ling saw his son speak so openly about a girl. His delighted expression showed that he undoubtedly liked her.
"If there is a chance, let mom meet her and see who is the good girl that my son likes so much."
Meeting Zhou Ling's loving gaze, "Wait until after graduation." Suddenly, he smiled helplessly, "Her focus right now is not on me."
Zhou Ling saw her son's smile, which made her feel better: "It seems that you know her very well."
"Mom, she's really nice."
"I know, I know." Zhou Ling chuckled: "Mom is not a feudal person. As long as you like it, I won't object. But Mom wants to remind you that you can't just focus on love and forget the life you have planned."
Zuo Yueyao was silent for a moment. When he looked up again, his smile had disappeared. He only hummed faintly and looked at his mother's neat back, "Mom."
Zhou Ling turned and looked at his son: "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Zhou Ling did not press her son's hesitation to speak. She gently closed the door and took away Zuo Yuhai who was eavesdropping on the door.
"This boy has a girlfriend so early?" Zuo Yuhai asked in a low voice.
Zhou Ling glared at him and said, "When you were seventeen, you ran after that girl."
Zuo Yuhai's arrogance was instantly extinguished: "Look at you, always talking about other people's shortcomings. Can we still have a good chat today?"
The teasing voices of his parents faded away, and Zuo Yueyao took out his cell phone, which showed a text message from Su Xian: Are you home
After typing a few words and deleting them, he directly dialed the number that he had already memorized. The call was answered quickly, and two voices were heard from the microphone.
"They say raising children is a way to prepare for old age, but what kind of old age are they preparing for?"
"If you don't know, you'd be considered as someone I picked up! Even if I picked you up, I'd still be better than you!"
"Every time I talk to you, it's as if you don't have ears! I don't know how you got into college, what's the point of getting into college? You just get a bad temper!"
"Hello." A door curtain could not block his father's accusations and nagging. Su Xian explained helplessly into the microphone: "Well, just get used to it, just get used to it."
Zuo Yueyao sometimes wondered what kind of life he would live if his parents were like that. Would he be able to be like Su Xian, untainted by the mud
He was very happy, happy that every time this happened, the girl could always keep him calm. Her tolerance and concession made him feel distressed.
"I'm home, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Su Xian kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed carelessly. "This has been going on for a long time. I've figured out his ways a long time ago. He has a bad temper and doesn't let anyone off the hook. Just let him finish his words. Besides, it's up to me whether he listens or not. I tell you, my ears have an automatic filtering function. I can only hear what I should hear. How about that? Isn't it amazing?"
"Great." He no longer had the same feeling as when he went to see her: "I miss you so much."
"Why do I feel like you're a little unhappy?" Su Xian felt that his intuition was pretty accurate: "Did your parents scold you after you went back?"
"No, I just missed you."
"Oh my." Su Xian said deliberately, "My mood just calmed down, but after what you said, it's starting to waver again. Don't tease me like that."
Zuo Yueyao finally smiled: "Speak properly."
The complaining voice finally faded away, and her ears suddenly became much quieter. Su Xian crossed her legs and swung her ankles very easily: "I have never felt lovesickness in my life, but now I feel lovesickness and suffer from it. Zuo Yueyao, I miss you as much as you do, so you must be happy every day, so that my longing for you will be valuable."
This was the first time Zuo Yueyao had heard such love words.
The first time, I was intoxicated.
He would never have thought that Su Xian could actually say sweet words, and the sweet words she said would make him want to hear them a second time after hearing them once.
For people who are in love, separation is torment, but Su Xian and Zuo Yueyao are two people whose rationality can overcome emotion, so the three words "love-brained" are not appropriate to describe them. Love has become a part of their lives, but not all of them. Both of them know where their direction is.
As school was about to start, Su Xian packed his luggage early. Looking at the bare jujube tree in front of the door, he remembered that he still owed Zuo Yueyao a basket of dates. It seemed that he could not pay it back for the time being. So he boiled some eggs laid by the old hen, put them in a bag, and stuffed them into the bag. He even padded it with something to prevent it from breaking.
It was almost dark when they returned to school. When they ran back to the dormitory, only Lu Xiran was there. The two of them gave each other a big hug as soon as they met. Lu Xiran introduced all the specialties he brought from his hometown one by one. Su Xian only took out two cold eggs from his pocket: "I can only give you two. I have to give the rest to my boyfriend."
Lu Xiran was not angry about this behavior of forgetting friends for the sake of beauty. He just sighed: "I always thought you were not good at dating. It's just that senior brother is more charming."
Su Xian showed a sweet little girl's smile, but she refused to admit defeat: "I am also very charming."
Lu Xiran smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I've always said that you are charming, but you still don't believe it."