Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 38 Happy New Year

   "However, he will not be heinous. He has paid a lot for the Xi family. He is too sick to work, and he doesn't pay attention to work and rest. Don't learn from him when you are young. When you are young, you will break your body."

  Xi Mo responded.

"I know, he regretted what happened back then for many years, coupled with the torment of illness, these are his retribution. Anyway, he is also your father, the blood relationship cannot be broken, and he is true to you Caring. Don’t bear too much grudge against him, people don’t think about anything in their old age, just want to have a happy family and a group of children and grandchildren.”

  The old man talked a lot, probably because he is really old and talks more than before.

  Xi Mo just listened quietly, occasionally responding.

  Suddenly, fireworks rose outside the window, blooming brilliantly in the dark night sky.

   "Your uncle must be back." The old man smiled and muttered after a long while: "Let's say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, you're one year older."

   After spending the new year with grandpa, he went back to his room to sleep, and when he got out of the shower, he casually glanced at his phone, his eyes froze.

   Fifteen minutes ago, the avatar of the cartoon little girl sent a message, and it was posted on the eve of the New Year's Eve.

   Quickly clicked in, and she sent an emoji of Xiong Er raising his hand to greet the New Year.

  【Happy New Year, I heard from Fu Ming that you went to Switzerland to celebrate the New Year with your family, and it just happens to be 0:00 there. 】

  【In order to send you this message, I just woke up after two hours of sleep. I stayed up until four o’clock last night watching the New Year’s Eve with my family. Now I’m so sleepy that I can’t even open my eyes. 】

  【Happy New Year again, I’m going back to sleep, and I’m going to get up for breakfast in a few hours...】

  Xi Mo looked at the phone, carefully scanned the message several times with his deep eyes, and seemed to be able to imagine her sleepy face struggling to send him a message under the quilt.

  The corner of his mouth hooked, he turned off his phone and went to bed.

  The depression that has been deposited all night is relieved at this moment.

  Lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, his brain seemed to be infected with a virus, and it was all about her.

  The appearance of Hefeng Xiaoyu giving him a lecture, the appearance of speaking confidently and calmly under the flag stage, the appearance of being frightened by the python, the appearance of blushing with shyness, the appearance of red eye sockets when he was fierce...

  He frowned, shook his head slightly, and forced himself to sleep quickly.

  Ten minutes later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time his Adam's apple rolled.

  The night when we first met flashed through my mind, she stood on tiptoe and clumsily kissed his chin, her breath was soft and sweet, and the mole at the end of her eyes seemed to be warm, making his heart numb.

   He let out a deep breath, and put his hands on his forehead.

  The same thing, after the passage of time, will bring people a world of different feelings.

   Pick up the phone and look, there are still 18 days to start school.

  Early the next morning, Wen Hua habitually checked her phone when she got up, and found that Xi Mo hadn't replied to her message.

  She breathed a sigh of relief, it really is his character, ruthless, and he looks like a scumbag who keeps fish.

  If I had known early in the morning, I wouldn’t have struggled to get up and send him a message.

  His perfunctory attitude made her feel like a childish ghost.

  Put the phone away, get up for dinner, and go play with my aunt, cousin, and the others later.

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, they boarded the highest temple in the city. While her aunt was praying in front of the Buddha, she and her cousin were strolling outside.

  There are quite a lot of people going to the mountain to worship Buddha on the first day of the new year, and the incense is very prosperous.

  The phone dinged, and a new message came in. When I opened it, it was Xi Mo.

  【Happy New Year, good morning. 】

  It's already afternoon and good morning.

   Glancing, Wen Hua locked the phone.

  Xi Mo over there waited from morning to night without any news from her. During dinner, he looked at the time on his phone and estimated that it was midnight in China. She really didn't reply to him all day.

   After reading the chat history again, he suddenly realized that he forgot to reply to her after receiving the message last night.

  He was lowering his head and thinking about how to explain, when there was a click in front of him, his uncle Xi Shengye set up his camera and took a picture of the family in front of the round table.

   "I forgot to take a photo last night, let's take a group photo today." After speaking, he ran over, put one hand on the old man's shoulder, and supported Xi Mo with the other.

   Photo freeze.

  The whole family was beaming, and the old man couldn't help laughing when he looked at the photo.

   "Sheng Ye, you are already 26. Hurry up and find a girlfriend. Many people of your age have children. Why don't you get the hang of it? Bring me a girlfriend next year for Chinese New Year."

   "Dad, there is no rush for this kind of thing, even if you urge me."

  The old man stroked his beard, "If A Mo has a girlfriend in two years and you are still single, let's see if you lose face."

He looked at Xi Mo, "I met your grandma when I was your age, and it was love at first sight with her." He smiled and squinted his eyes, "It's nice to be young, recalling that the sky at that time seemed bluer than it is now , the world in my eyes is colorful, and a lifetime is gone in the blink of an eye.”

   Seeing Xi Mo listening quietly, he changed his voice, "Do you have a girl you like at school?"

  Xi Mo paused, his thin lips parted slightly, "No."

   At midnight, Wen Hua received a message from him when he went upstairs to sleep.

【have you slept? 】

  She waited for two seconds, and replied: [Sleep. 】

  Xi Mo leaned on the balcony of the room and watched her words, paused for a moment, and decided to send a message.

  【My brain was short-circuited last night, I couldn’t reply you in time, sorry. 】

【Um. 】

  Looking at her short word, a touch of softness flashed in his cold eyes, knowing that she was still looking at her phone, he continued to send.

  【I have a question I want to ask you. 】

  Wen Hua: [What? 】

  He tapped on the screen with his long finger: 【Chinese New Year, why did you take advantage of Swiss time to send me blessings? 】

  The person lying on the bed was stunned for a moment, Wen Wei helped his forehead, yes, what did she think yesterday.

  I thought it was a sense of ritual, and got up at six in the morning to send blessings to him, but now thinking about it, she felt more and more useless.

  She didn't reply, and continued over there: [My friends all sent me messages during the New Year's Eve in China. 】

  【So, I am not your friend. ] She was typing on the screen randomly, feeling that what he said tonight was endless, as if she didn't know how to chat and was awkward.

  【Then in what capacity did you send me the blessing? 】

  Wen Hua narrowed her eyes.

  Xi Mo over there was stunned after sending this message, and wanted to withdraw it but felt that it was too obvious.

  Even he himself didn't know what the subtle psychology behind typing these words just now was.

   Mo Tong stared at the phone, waiting for her reply.

  【Front table. ] She replied two words.

  After thinking about it, she still couldn't figure out why he had an awkward chat with her tonight, her eyelids were astringent, and she yawned and was about to go to bed.

   Just closed my eyes for two minutes, the phone turned on.

   Opening her eyes, she was completely stunned.

  Xi Mo made a video call for her?

   To answer or not to answer?

  She got up and combed her hair, and connected.

   What caught the eye was his tall nose bridge and clear jaw line, and his handsome face was clearly outlined on the dimly lit balcony.

  Her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she didn't know where to put her gaze, "Why are you... calling me a video?"

  (end of this chapter)