"What a beautiful hand."
Can't tell if it's a memory or an auditory hallucination, someone else said this to her too.Mouli was absent-minded for a moment, and then her smile deepened.
When she was still a child, Mo Wuli liked the smile of female artist Han Chae-young, silent, dark and hard to fathom.She used to be childish, even if she went for plastic surgery, she must become like her.Mom was very disdainful after hearing this.Mouli's mother's surname is Wu.In my impression, my mother huddled in the huge red sofa, and retorted: "What's so interesting about having such big hands?"
Mom thinks women with big hands are ugly.At that time, Mouli was still young, and she had little knowledge of the outside world, and the opinions of her elders were one of her sources of information.She thought, isn't her hand ugly?
It is worth mentioning that when she grows up, Mouli has no such thoughts at all.She likes the slender fingers, which can firmly hold the max model mobile phone, and she can use more force when grasping other things.As long as she wants, she can get anything.
The shopping date in the mall is over, Yi Siwei and Mouli take the subway back.He sent her off, and the two of them checked the station ahead of time.At night, there was still a lot of people in the urban area. They stood side by side and didn't chat at first.Yi Siwei looked at the lamp, unaware that the flattery was right.Mouli was in a good mood, so she took the initiative to talk to her.
She said: "Do you want to listen to music?" She handed out the earphones.
Yi Siwei took it, and she played the music she listened to when she couldn't get up in the winter morning.
He suddenly said something, the station was always very noisy, and with earphones on, Mouli had to lean over to listen to him.Yi Siwei said, "'White stripes'?"
"You listen to this band too?"
He was laughing, looking very happy, beating time with his hand hanging by his side.Mouli rarely talked about music or movies, at least not at first.Firstly, she didn't deliberately like it, and secondly, these are all illusory things, and it's disgusting to use them to understand others.So she didn't go on.Yi Siwei didn't continue talking.
They listened to music they both happened to like, and neither made an opinion, just listened in silence.
Yi Siwei said, "Did you know that people from the music club formed a band for the school celebration last year?"
"I know." Thinking of the situation at that time, Mouli couldn't help but sneer, "Did they break the drum set?"
"Yes!" Because he mentioned what he wanted to say, Yi Si violated it violently.
Mouli said mockingly: "The president only learned from online videos for a few days."
"He just wanted to be handsome, and he said before that he was going to engage in e-sports. But he found a girlfriend."
"What? Who is looking for him so stupidly?"
When the subway arrives, the two of them walk up to find a place to sit down while talking ill of others, from a classmate who loves vanity and affectation to a teacher who takes kickbacks and takes advantage of students.It was obviously a completely unnutritious topic, but they still chatted happily.
The text on the display screen at the top of the subway was beating. Mouli saw the arrival station, but didn't mention it.
The announcement on the Nian platform rang, and Yi Siwei heard it, but he still didn't say anything.
They continued chatting.
Mo Wuli said, "The teacher who led the class was going around all the time, I was dizzy", Yi Siwei said, "I hate him so much", Mo Wuli said, "Why did Pan Duoran and Tian Yi fight?"Siwei replied, "I don't know, isn't he wearing a couple shirt? Anyway, it's not important."
Yi Siwei said, "I simply bought a new one and put the old one outside for Wen Jing."I chatted with my senior sister about the modified car for two hours, and she blocked me", and Mouli replied, "You deserve it".
They laughed several times at the same time, as if they were in a dream, and the carriage seemed to be in a dream, making people forget about the unexpected world and immerse themselves in the atmosphere of being with each other.
I passed the stop, so had to change the car and go back.They were still laughing when they got out of the car, tacit understanding.The car in the opposite direction just arrived at the stop, and the sound of closing the door was already sounding.Yi Siwei came to his senses first, and turned around to urge Mouli.Mouli was still carrying her bag, he stretched out his hand, she didn't even think about it, the two held each other tightly, and sprinted into the opposite train.
Going around in circles, arrived downstairs at Mouli's house late at night.
After talking too much in one go, Mouli seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and gradually felt nauseous, with bursts of non-physiological heartache.It was a kind of emptiness after ecstasy, beyond regret, but helpless.She insisted on walking forward, suppressing the thought of ending everything, and her steps became more and more heavy. In the end, it was difficult to even endure in her heart.
This is the second time Yi Siwei has been downstairs to her house.He looked up, silently thinking about where she lived.
The night is vast and the starry sky is magnificent.At this moment, Mouli turned around, and she squeezed out a "Mouli-style" smile, and asked him, "Would you like to come to my house?"
He looked at her as if about to say something.
The vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation, and Yi Siwei turned to answer the phone.His response was very concise, the surroundings were too quiet, even the voice converted from the electric wave was clear.Although she couldn't hear the content clearly, Mouli judged that the opposite was a woman.
When he came back, she asked, "Who is it?"
He said, "Uh...that...biochemistry teacher."
Really don't lie when it matters.
Or, did you lie like this on purpose to make people uncomfortable?
Mouli was thinking in the way she was used to thinking again.
It doesn't matter if she cheats, the only thing she worries about is that it won't be Lan Yiruo, right?
However, the next day, this doubt was dispelled.
Yi Siwei brought his younger sister to school.
Yi Siwei's younger sister looks like him but does not look like him. The similarity is subtle. Although she is not ugly, she is not that beautiful either. Especially when compared with her brother, it is inevitable that people feel that genes are lottery tickets.My younger sister was in her third year of high school and was on a long vacation. She made an appointment with her friends to visit the university.
Her good friend who came with her was also next to her. She had probably never heard that her friend had such a handsome brother before, and she never got over it, and was dumbfounded at her brother himself.Yi Siwei was so used to this kind of sight that he didn't realize it at all. When he met Mouli, he immediately found something to do.
"This is my girlfriend." Yi Siwei introduced the two parties, "This is my sister."
Mo Wuli said: "You replied to WeChat very late yesterday..."
Yi Siwei said, "Yes, I'm going to accompany her."
Just as the class was over, Mouli also accompanied them around the school.After only talking a few words, she could tell that Yi Siwei's younger sister was very thoughtful.My sister thinks clearly about the city, school, and scores. She doesn't flinch when she asks questions, and the things she asks are precise and clear.
The sister's classmates are much more ordinary.Within ten minutes of contact, Mo Wuli came to a conclusion that she was Yi Siwei's younger sister's little follower.
People's impressions are generally two-way.
She was judging them, and others were judging her.
After Mo Wuli answered a few questions, the younger sister ignored Yi Siwei and walked side by side with Mo Wuli: "Sister, you are much better than Yi Siwei. Yi Siwei doesn't know anything, just like a fool.The teachers in our school don't talk much about university majors, can I save your mobile phone number and ask you later?"
Mouli agreed.
At the end of the day, the relationship between Mo Wuli and Yi Siwei's eldest sister has grown by leaps and bounds.Even Yi Siwei said: "You are really considerate to her."
The younger sister replied unhappily: "You are not reliable at all."
In the evening, my sister wanted to see her idol's promotional light board, so she stopped by the nearby Cheese Falls Fried Chicken Restaurant to check in.She didn't want Yi Siwei to go, but she was willing to invite Mo Wuli to go.
Originally, she was going to study at night, but Mouli felt that this trip would not be in vain, so she changed her review plan and went with two high school girls.
Yi Siwei said, "I'll pick you up when the time comes."
Tang Qile was displeased, and also reminded him of the reality: "Aren't you going to help senior brother go to the teaching center to be on duty?"
"..."
In order to participate in the project, it is not uncommon for them to have a relationship with the senior grades in their majors.
Mouli said, "It's okay. I'll have fun with Silu."
From the very beginning, Mouli had no expectations for online celebrity shops.However, she will not spoil the little girl's interest.At this age, you should be curious about everything, try it everywhere, and that's fine.Not only that, she also helped them take a group photo with the idol support card.
Youth is invincible, she looks good no matter what, when filming, Mo Wuli smiled unconsciously.
Yi Silu took the phone, added a big filter, and used one-click beautification, and his face immediately became unsightly.She posted this group of photos on Weibo, and Mouli took a sneak peek and found that her user name was "XXX I want to be your dog".
Mo Wuli was a little confused for the first time, XXX is the name of this female artist, she has seen it on the light board, she is a beautiful female idol.She doesn't know about celebrities, but are young people showing love so straightforwardly these days?
As if realizing that Mo Wuli was surprised, Yi Silu said: "When I was in the second year of junior high school, I was in a bad mood and wanted to die. Then I heard the debut song of their group. Suddenly, I didn't want to die. PeopleTo live, sometimes all you need is a support point. No matter how unreasonable it is."
Originally, I thought that I would never be able to empathize, but when I heard this, Mo Wuli inexplicably agreed: "...Yes."
After entering the restaurant, the classmates who came with her went to the bathroom, and Yi Siwei's sister reminded her to get a tissue.There were only two people left at the table.
The younger sister suddenly said: "Is it fun to fall in love with Yi Siwei?"
"Um?"
"It's very honorable to fall in love with him. Walking with him on the street, it's so cool."
"It's okay." Mouli couldn't help laughing.After all, her first reaction to this question was something else.
"He is very naive. He was very autistic when he was a child. Relatives came to his house during the Chinese New Year and asked him to accompany the guests. He only knew how to play against the wall by himself. He didn't look like his brother at all." The younger sister told some interesting childhood stories, and the words were plausible.Those who listened were also interested.
"Really?" Mouli asked, "Is he the kind of kid who's a mess? What kind of people do he usually hang out with?"
"I don't know, I didn't live with him in primary school. But he is really troublesome, he likes to be particular. He doesn't eat this, and he doesn't eat that. As long as he is in his room, it doesn't matter if it's too bright or too dark.I don't know if it's because of the washing machine..."
"washing machine?"
"When I was very young, my mother quarreled with my father, and my father left. She refused to ask her grandparents for help, but wanted to take care of the child by herself. She had to go to work during the day, so she threw Yi Siwei into the washing machine, The supplementary food eaten by a one- or two-year-old child is also thrown in, and let him eat and drink in the washing machine."
"Is that so." Mouli recalled those photos.
"It's fun, isn't it? We still talk about it a lot."
Mouli asked, "So what did you mean? He's claustrophobic?"
"No, no! It's not that serious! We're still joking about it," said the sister, "but if it's too sudden, he'll be a little scared. Maybe he'll lose his temper."
Everyone has more or less secrets, unspeakable things, and things they want to confide in, all kinds of things.Mo Xingyun has it, Yi Silu has it, and Mo Wuli has it too.Everyone has it.
Wen Jing once wasted two hours on his first date with Mouli, just to tell her about such a trivial matter as his mother cheated on a young guy when he was a child, and his father was so angry that he smashed the wedding photo.Mouli yawned all the time, of course, she hit her with her back.
At that time, they were in a pet coffee shop with an average price of one hundred and twenty.Wen Jing snatched coupons from Meituan.Mouli didn't understand why she had to drink coffee in a place full of animals, but since she didn't need to spend money, that's fine.Wen Jing eloquently described the scene, how his mother's cheating on him affected his academic performance, made him sleepless, and how his father's anger stirred his heart, allowing him to see the fragility of men.
Mouli really wanted to laugh.
People have a unique habit of exposing wounds and sharing shadows, which is nothing, but in her view, this is clearly a private matter, and it is an act that needs to be confirmed that the other party is trustworthy.No, if it was her, even if the other party could be trusted, Mouli would not do this.
Wen Jing came to talk to her about this, and asked for her comfort. What did he take the troubles of his parents for?In exchange for magic props of love?This is so ridiculous.
However, it did give her some inspiration now.
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, in the teaching center, Yi Siwei was alone, helping the seniors.The professor called and asked him to help find a paper document.He rummaged through boxes and cabinets, found a copy, took a photo and sent it over.
The door rang, and Mouli came in, carrying a packaged milk crepe.His sister said he liked it, so she stopped by to buy it.The siblings aren't all that familiar, but they're not completely out of touch.
"Thank you! Why don't you go home?" Seeing the food, Yi Siwei was obviously very happy, "Did you have fun?"
"Hmm. What are you doing?"
Yi Siwei explained the urgent task assigned by the professor, and Mouli put down her bag: "I'll help you."
It was an old office with neat rows of lockers.She walked forward unhurriedly, turning her eyes around, recalling the topographic map of the entire teaching center.
Without much effort, Yi Siwei found what was left, took pictures and sent them as before.He stood up and informed Mouli from a distance: "It's all right."
He didn't hear an answer, so he went out to find her.After walking through several aisles, he finally saw her by the end wall.Mouli was standing in the fixed locker, she turned her head and smiled at him: "Come and see."
Yi Siwei walked over without thinking.
He didn't put his hands on any side, and leaned over after approaching, looking into the cabinet without any defense.It was a long locker with no compartments, and it was empty.
Yi Siwei was suddenly pushed in.
He didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, he didn't prepare at all, he staggered and fell directly into it.The cabinet door was closed immediately, and the lock was pressed.
After finishing all this in a smooth manner, Mouli took out her mobile phone and glanced at the time.five minutes?Ten minutes.She turned around and leaned her back against the cabinet door.There was an impact from inside, suddenly enough, but not abrupt.
She felt the shock behind her, and a smile appeared on her face.This smile is not malicious, just because it reminds me of the hide-and-seek when I was a child, and I am amused by the memory.
Yi Siwei was locked in the locker, at first he was at a loss: "Eh? Why? Eh? What?" The locker was pitch black, narrow and cramped.He banged on the cabinet door, waited, and continued banging.
This is what Mouli thinks, if he gets angry, then she will be able to see his truest side.Anger is more reliable than any other emotion.It would be nice if he could show her his wounds and share his shadows, and she would find out who he really was.It's in her favor anyway.
She just needs to wait for him to break down.
The author has something to say:
Learn about the psychological shadow of the male protagonist
Normal heroine: Lianai, I need to pay more attention.Talk to him, untie him
Mouli: Let me see if it's true!Come on, break down and have some fun with me!