"Today is Su Nan and Xiao Mobai engaged. If I keep talking, it won't be great," Song Qiyue said.
"Don't you have anything to ask?" He was silent, but said again.
Song Qiyue couldn't understand what he was referring to. This was what she wanted to mention, but she couldn't mention it all the time. I was afraid that as soon as she touched it, she would touch something he didn't want to face. But at this moment, she still couldn't help it, she still spoke, "I never knew that Su Nan was your biological sister, and so was Yu Yu, as well as Mo Baiyao and Mo Sinian."
"I didn't have much to say at first, some old things, I think you probably don't like to listen very much." Mo Zhengyan said warmly.
"I would like to listen! I really want to hear you!" Song Qiyue said with her eyes conscientiously.
Mo Zhengyan took a mouthful of cigarettes, and the smoke that he vomited was quickly dissipated by the wind, "I think you should also be aware that my mother lives in Mozhai, she is a righteous Mrs. Mo. It's just the Mo family, and there are many more. Ladies who live outside, I call them aunts."
"Like an ancient emperor." That's not the case with the third aunt. Mo Zhengyan also treated each other with courtesy. Song Qiyue had already seen it, and she couldn't help nodding her head and softly responded.
"It's a bit like it, but it's not so exaggerated, and there are no 72 concubines in San Gong Six Hospital." Mo Zhengyan smiled, his smile has always been very flat, "My father, there is only one wife, but there are still outside. Six women."
"The aunt is Su Nan's mother, who passed away a few years ago. The second aunt is Bai Yao's mother. She is also in poor health and walked earlier than the aunt. You have seen the third aunt. She is the mother of Yu Yu. 3. The younger brother was also born to her, but when he was born, it was difficult to give birth and did not save the child. The fourth aunt lives abroad and is Sinian’s mother. The fifth aunt is unable to give birth, so she has no children and is still alive. The sixth aunt is not abroad, but she is still alive. Not living in Hong Kong City, she gave birth to twins, both boys, still young, both in school and only in middle school." He told the blood relatives of his father's brothers, and the male voice was extremely stable.
"It's all boys, Su Nan is really happy, and she is the only girl in your family." Song Qiyue didn't know what to say, only such a sentence.
"There are so many brothers, but she is a girl, but her surname is not Mo, but her mother's last name." Mo Zhengyan laughed.
"Auntie is very thoughtful." Song Qiyue said.
"Well, my mother once met my aunt. Aunt is the only woman my mother is willing to see. Among these women of my father, she is a strange woman." Mo Zhengyan said pertinently.
This is really a strange woman, so it can be done like this. Song Qiyue couldn't help looking at Su Nan, and so did Mo Zhengyan. I saw Su Nan was joking with Mo Yuyu, the two brothers and sisters were arguing, and Xiao Mobai Beside, laughing with her.
"Today Su Nan got engaged, why didn't Bai Yao and Sinian come here?" Song Qiyue asked, according to the current situation, Sanyi and Mo Xu met, and Mo Baiyao and Mo Sinian were also in Hong Kong. They should come too.
"The third aunt has a normal relationship with the other aunts, so she is pretty good with the aunt." Mo Zhengyan said simply.
No wonder, because of this relationship, it can be seen that Su Nan is also very familiar with this third aunt, and Song Qiyue knows it. It's just that the twists and turns of the marriage and the love and hatred of the previous generation are really incomprehensible and unintelligible, but it still feels weird, as if something hasn't been held yet, but it cannot be held.
"Your relationship with Su Nan is also very good, and so is He Xiaoyu." Song Qiyue smiled.
"It's OK." Mo Zhengyan also smiled.
"Su Nan gets married today, are you happy?" Song Qiyue asked.
"Of course." His answer was very positive.
"But, why do you say so little? It seems that you are a little unhappy." Song Qiyue asked, her toes kicked the ground unconsciously, fearing that she had said the wrong thing, and wanted to hide her cautiousness. .
"I'm thinking." Mo Zhengyan whispered.
"Yep?"
"Missing you," he continued, making Song Qiyue stunned. He looked down at her, but his eyes were so transparent against the large rays of sunlight outside, "Will you care?"
care? What do you care about? Song Qiyue was startled again.
"We should get engaged in this way, then get married, and set up a banquet." Mo Zhengyan's voice is unusually gentle, "But I haven't given you any of these."
Song Qiyue unexpectedly, his silence, his silence, but because, because he still owes her a wedding!
"There are many relatives in the Mo family. When the time comes, the whole hotel will have to be packaged, I am afraid it is still not enough. There are already many children on the father’s side. Uncles and others also have many brothers and sisters. My siblings are not counted. Uncle’s family is even more countless.” Mo Zhengyan said, “Actually, you don’t care what my father and mother said. When Su Nan’s wedding is finished, we will pick another day and invite them to drink.”
He spoke word by word, but he was thinking about her affairs and revolving around her. What he said was true, and Song Qiyue's silence was silent, but his heart trembled in silence.
"I don't care!" Song Qiyue raised her eyes and looked at him directly, "I really don't care!"
"You said before that it's not the time, but I think it's okay now. Why care about others? Make everyone happy to agree." Mo Zhengyan said.
"I did." Song Qiyue admitted. In the old house of the Mo family, when his father and mother opposed them, when he was about to argue with them, she told them that the wedding banquet could be postponed temporarily. , She admits all of this.
"I don't care about others, really." Song Qiyue's voice was very soft, she said softly, "but because it is you, I also start to care, and because it is you, I am willing to wait, I can wait until that day. "
"How long is it." Mo Zhengyan smiled. He smiled softly, not knowing whether it was because of her innocence or her blind faith, "You are willing to wait, do you know how long it will take?"
"Wait for a lifetime?" Mo Zhengyan asked, looking down.
"It doesn't take a lifetime." Song Qiyue looked at him, she said slowly, "Three years."
Mo Zhengyan must be certain. She only saw her with such a firm and certain eyes, looking at him with expectations, "After three years, we will have the wedding, and wait for three years, okay?"
"Three years." Mo Zhengyan responded, reading the number, "It's not very long, you are willing to wait, what else can I say?"
"You seem to be reluctant to say it." Song Qiyue laughed and couldn't help but joked.
Mo Zhengyan laughed too, but was silent.
"What's not reluctant?" Su Nan suddenly cried out a figure who jumped out behind him.
Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue turned their heads, and Mo Mei met, "Of course I was thinking about sister-in-law Mo Bai married sister Su Nan.
"Xiaoyu, you really beg!" Su Nan ran after him, and Mo Yuyu ran away while begging for mercy.
...
This day’s engagement banquet, afternoon tea, and dinner again. After sitting for a while at night, Father Mo took someone to leave, so Su Nan naturally had to leave. Although it is an engagement, it does not mean that you can live in Xiao's house directly.
Xiao Mobai and his parents went all the way out of the villa.
As it was when he came, Mo's father took Su Nan and his third aunt and Mo Li met. Of course, Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue were in the same car.
"Big brother, sister-in-law, you have worked hard today." Xiao Mobai shook hands and thanked him.
Mo Zhengyan shook hands with him, didn't say much, and got into the car.
"Xiao Mobai, take care of Su Nan." Song Qiyue exclaimed, and also got into the car.
The three cars on the Mo family's side drove away from Xiao's family one after another. Song Qiyue sat in the car, leaving only Mo Zhengyan to drive. Where would he go, but when he looked at the landmark, he headed towards Chu Yan's apartment in this direction. Song Qiyue didn't say anything, just let him take care of himself.
Sure enough, when he got downstairs to Chu Yan's apartment, the car stopped.
What can I say, Song Qiyue can only say, "I'm leaving."
"Did you throw away the flowers I gave you?" Mo Zhengyan suddenly turned his head and asked.
Song Qiyue wanted to deliberately piss him off at this moment, saying that he had thrown it away, but she couldn't bear it, so she turned her head and said, "I didn't throw it away."
"Throw it away?" He didn't believe it anymore.
"Not thrown."
"You must have thrown it away." He simply believed it.
"I said I didn't throw it, I just didn't throw it! You don't believe it..." Song Qiyue turned her head back in a little annoyance, but unexpectedly, he suddenly got close to her, and his lips came to face her and kissed suddenly. Lived her and swallowed the remaining two words "forget it" in her mouth.
It was a sudden kiss, but it was eager, continuous, and warm. His big hand went around her, grabbed the back of her head, and pressed it down to prevent her from dodge.
She didn't want to dodge, maybe because of missing, maybe because of the trace of heartache, or maybe because the bunch of flowers is still in full bloom, in short, all of this melted when she met him, she greeted him, After accepting his kiss, he suddenly kissed him back fiercely.
He kissed her, and suddenly hugged her, she let him hug, smelled his breath, the familiar gradually lingered, in the car, in a small space, only two people in the world, he bowed his head in her ear, no Knowing what is being said, "I believe, I believe you."
"Mo Zhengyan, I didn't throw it, Rose Flower, I like it very much." She finally said.
"Are you still angry?" His hand stroked her, as if to caress her annoyed emotions, again and again.
"Xiao Yan said that I was troublesome and annoying. She had occupied her bed for a long time. She wanted to kick me away. She asked me when to go back." Song Qiyue said deliberately.
"She hates you," he said with a smile.
"Probably yes, I originally wanted to live with her for a year and a half, so I would annoy her. Who made her despise me, but thinking about the house being so empty is not good, it's too wasteful."
"I know, you are most afraid of wasting." He responded to her, but God knows who doesn't care about those gifts, who is turning a blind eye, it's her, it's all her.
"Mo Zhengyan." Song Qiyue's chin was resting on his shoulder, and she whispered, "I want to go home."
"Okay." He responded again.
His caressing was too gentle. Song Qiyue was silent. She closed her eyes and listened to his answer. She asked, "Do you want to come home with me."