Why bring strange people to meet?To be honest, as an adult, he and his mother didn't actually see each other much.It's not that the relationship is bad, it's mainly because of being busy.Persuading people to study medicine also has this level of meaning.Studying medicine kills time, energy, and kills.He didn't develop in his hometown, so he moved his luggage to the professor's house early to eat.
Yi Siwei was confused: "Why?"
Mouli replied calmly: "I am going to marry you."
He was silent for a while, relying on the brief blank seconds to understand what she meant, and then said the possibility of his own interpretation: "...you need to meet your parents before you get married?"
"Really?" Mouli was working, quietly typing on the keyboard for a while, thought for a while, and then explained, "Everyone else is like this. They used to go through this process before."
Mouli has already been married once, and the ceremony is meaningless. For her, what she wants most is legal certification.That's what's solid and valuable.
"..." Yi Siwei stopped talking, and didn't do anything at hand.
She said: "It's okay. If it's not suitable, you can get a divorce again."
Not only is the marriage procedure, but she is no novice in divorce.
How is Yi Siwei's mother?Will you agree?Mouli didn't care one bit.She just finished this part.
However, she is not completely ignorant.
Just like she chose to see her mother among Yi Siwei's parents.Strictly speaking, Yi Siwei and his mother got closer.After all...he grew up with his grandparents, and his mother took care of him when he was young.Although Yi Siwei is very slow to such questions, if you ask him whether he loves his father or his mother more like teasing a child, he will just use his face indiscriminately, show a strange smile, and say coyly, "ThisHow to say".but.
However, whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, when looking through Yi Siwei's mobile phone in private, Mo Wuli noticed that Yi Siwei would still ask her elder sister how her mother was doing from time to time, and asked her to care more about her mother.
Yi Siwei's mother came with Yi Siwei's younger sister, Silu.To be honest, his parents' appearances were not perfect, but it was those excellent places that made up the eldest son.
His mother was smartly dressed, in every way possible, with hair dyed a very light brown, tailored trousers and polka dots.Not only that, the makeup is not only fashionable, but also combined with my own style. Obviously, I usually have a fixed makeup pattern that suits me.
The visitor looked quite young.This is not just due to the outfit, she is a very young mother.
It's worth mentioning that the smell of perfume on her mother's body was so strong that Yi Siwei smiled wryly as soon as he entered the door.
"It's not spraying pesticides, and it doesn't suit you at all," he said.
Mom came in and spoke like throwing a knife: "Didn't you spray like this before? Not now?"
"I work in a hospital, and wearing perfume gives asthmatics—"
The lady didn't wait for him to finish speaking.Yi Siwei's mother turned her head and aimed at Mouli.There was a kind smile on her face, kind and calm, and she greeted Mouli with a delicate voice: "Hello, you must be Xiao Mo, right? I am Siwei's mother."
"Hello, Auntie," Mouli also got up quickly and greeted with a smile, "My name is Mouli."
Two women of different ages shake hands, part, introduce themselves to each other, and sit down.They looked at each other vaguely.
It's a strange feeling.
Not only Mouli, but even the middle-aged woman across the street felt this emotion in her heart.
Yi Silu arrived late.She went to the bathroom first, and when she came back, her hands were still wet.Yi Siwei handed her a tissue and opened the seat next to her.
"You picked her up?" he asked.
"Well. You don't answer the phone." After many years, Yi Silu is now an adult, working as an office worker in a regular manner, "You must be very busy."
Yi Siwei's mother spoke up, and said flatly: "Silu came in time, and took me to eat cake yesterday. It's a pity...I'm giving up sugar, so I can't eat it."
To outsiders, this is a very harmonious conversation.
However, as parents and children who have known each other for a long time and know each other well, Yi Silu responded immediately: "Hmph, stop mocking me."
"Originally, I'm at this age, so I definitely can't eat cake." Mom was completely unmoved, and even showed a hidden sneer, "Miss Mo is here too, don't make such an unpleasant scene."
For Yi Siwei's mother, the eldest daughter who betrayed herself and took refuge in her ex-husband is undoubtedly a traitor.
Mouli and Yi Siwei reunited, and there was an interval of ten years.As a witness of the past and present, the eldest sister's reaction was very small. After learning about it, she only said "very good" softly.Now talking face-to-face, Yi Silu said bluntly: "To be honest, I am relieved. I feel that my brother is a single-minded person who is easy to hang on a tree. Speaking of art... "The Thorn Bird"Have you seen it?"
Her mother took a sip of tea, and interrupted abruptly: "Like to find fault?"
"No!" Yi Silu was speechless to his own mother, "I mean the relationship between him and his sister has always been the same!"
In fact, not "consistently" at all.Yi Siwei didn't know what to say, and didn't bother to explain Silu's misunderstanding.
At the same time, Mo Wuli was not guilty, and even smiled, and took the initiative to respond: "This is fate. Because Siwei and I have a very good relationship, evil fate." When she said this, she even looked at Yi Siwei, neverStretch out a foot under the table, and quietly stick to him.
Yi Siwei did not deny it.
On the other hand, Yi Siwei's mother didn't speak, but just looked at them silently.
The food started to be served, and Mouli and Yi Siwei's mother were sitting next to each other. There were only four people at the dining table, and the two of them were not close to each other.The waiter approached, pushed the plate up, and the hem of the dress touched the edge of the table and touched the two women's bone plates at the same time.
When the waiter left, Mouli and Yi Siwei's mother spoke almost in unison.
"Yi Siwei."
"Yi Siwei."
They looked at each other, but still said the following words together: "Tissue." "Give me paper."
This strange feeling was vaguely confirmed.
At the next meal, Mouli proposed a plan to marry Yi Siwei.
Yi Silu said: "Very good. Originally, I thought Yi Siwei would not settle down until he was 40 or 50 years old."
Yi Siwei said, "Have you ever thought about such a thing?"
"Yeah." Yi Silu has always been a straightforward child, "I imagined that the partner is the graduate student you bring. You make his belly bigger, and then marry him with his son."
What the hell is the future.
Just as Yi Siwei was thinking, he heard his mother speak.
"I don't approve of your marriage." Yi Siwei's mother said, "As far as I know, Ms. Mo is a second marriage, right? I don't care what kind of people your parents are, but when you were in college, you just wanted to go abroad.Has Yi Siwei been left behind?"
What kind of character is mother.Yi Silu knew it.
"I broke up with him peacefully." Mouli said, "I am a second marriage, but marriage is easy to make mistakes, and it is best to stop the loss in time. My aunt also divorced once. Besides, I was forced toIf you have to leave your son or boyfriend behind, does your aunt understand?"
What kind of style is Mouli.Yi Siwei knew it.
These two men have quite a lot in common in unusual places.
At the end of the meal, only Yi Siwei and Yi Silu were eating, and Mouli and their mother were negotiating the whole process.
Not to mention arguing, it was because they had such low decibels the whole time that even the waiter who came to serve food thought they were just chatting.
But it can't be said to be talking.The rattling is not fake.
When they walked out of the hotel, Mouli and their mother had stopped talking around the corner and started talking.At this time, it was a bit like a contest, which was still evenly matched, but because the content of the dispute was too outrageous, it had a strong sense of comedy.Two beauties of different age groups were messed up in the wind.
Yi Siwei's mother said: "I raised him with such a good personality so that he can finally divorce and give me a pension! You probably have a strong desire to control, and you think Yi Siwei is interesting, so you want to catch him firstLet's talk about it after we get married!"
Mo Wuli said: "But you don't want to use it now! You must be the kind of self-centered mother who is self-centered, making fun of the people around you, and giving birth to children for fun! Yi Siwei has been tortured by you, right?"
Yi Siwei's mother stopped talking, and Mo Wuli also choked up.No matter how much the two accuse each other, they seem to be introducing themselves.
In the end, even Yi Silu couldn't listen anymore, and felt that his brother seemed too miserable, so he stopped in time and dragged his mother away.Yi Siwei's mother didn't want to be dragged away, so she waved her hand away, insisted on carrying a famous brand handbag, and walked gracefully in high heels.
Yi Siwei and Mouli also got into the car.
Inspired by this, Mouli will not back off, but only feels that she needs to set a faster time for obtaining the certificate to avoid more variables.She was arranging everything and asked when he was free: "Next Monday? I'll make time anyway. Just Monday."
Yi Siwei took out his phone and saw a message from his mother.After clicking on it, the content of the message is a rose expression with a sense of age, and two additional texts are attached.One is "Come on", and the other is "Marriage is very painful, you will know when the time comes".
A text message with a very personal style, but Yi Siwei knew that this was a blessing.
Looking at those two messages, he couldn't help thinking, who wants to "come on" when they get married?It's not running a marathon, so shouldn't everyone wish happiness?
Recently, Mouli has her own work to do, so she has no time to spend on trivial matters.She didn't go to Los Angeles because it was a blessing and a misfortune, and she encountered a bunch of things when she came back.
Zhou Jingru probably sent her an email after the plane landed.She didn't have time to watch at all right now, but he was free and called again.
At that time, Mouli was working, and the secretary answered the phone. After speaking for her, she called back.After finishing her work, Mouli called back.
Zhou Jingru blurted out: "Let's talk about it when we return to China. Especially the lunatic who beat you up, have you held him accountable? Shall I introduce you to a lawyer?"
Mouli is looking at the documents submitted by the company's laboratory, because the requirements made by other departments are unreasonable, which makes her feel bad now.However, in stark contrast to that stern expression, her voice was sweet and gentle, something Mouley had always been good at.
Facing the person who still has orders and contacts in the future, she replied enthusiastically: "Thank you, but I don't need it for the time being. I will solve it myself."
"No, don't you understand? Some people are like this. If you give them something sweet, they will not be greedy enough to swallow the elephant." Probably this situation of "the person you like falls into danger" has touched some kind of complex in him, and Zhou Jingru bites hard.He didn't let go, and continued to care deeply, "Let me help you deal with it."
"No need." Her voice was soothing as usual, "I'll take care of it myself."
They pushed and pulled like this a few more times before finally hanging up.Mouli took the phone away, looking down at the blacked-out screen with a blank expression.
A person like Zhou Jingru, logically speaking, should be like his younger brother, a person with many crises around him.However, most of the time, when facing her, he is always full of loopholes.Mo Wuli's understanding of this is contempt—because Zhou Jingru doesn't take her seriously.He gambles in this world, but he only regards her as the betting girl beside him who pushes the chips for him.
What if he loses badly?
Mouli thought.
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