the difference
Once tonight is over, it will feel like stepping on a piece of chewing gum that keeps spreading when you go out for a walk.
It took several days of running around to finally bring this matter to a close.
The main reason was that they had all been blocked, so there was no one to contact, and Changfeng gave up, finally giving them some peace and quiet.
After this incident, Chi Nuo gave up on reuniting with her family, found a game booster, focused on her studies and career, and prepared for next year's interviews, giving up on all the fancy stuff.
However, we have already made a promise to get together after the New Year when we have time.
Wen Zhuyao did offer some words of comfort, showing concern and letting people go out and have fun, which helped them get through these few days in a positive way.
Until mid-December.
I booked the tickets and packed my bags the day before I left.
After packing everything up, Chi Nuo collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted, and sighed, "I wonder what life will be like when I go back. I'm so happy here."
"If not, come to my place." Wen Zhuyao carefully put away the things she didn't use often to prevent them from gathering dust. She would be staying there until after the New Year, for at least two or three months.
Chi Nuo chuckled foolishly: "If I go every time, won't Auntie kick me out?"
"Don't worry about that. She'd love to have your personality in me. Why would she kick you out?" Wen Zhuyao set her alarm, and they went their separate ways. She slept for a little while.
This process doesn't seem to be unique throughout the year.
But the memories that have been washed away have faded, making each time she goes back feel like a repetitive process, without end or conclusion.
After getting off the plane.
The two of them took a taxi back together and parted ways at the door.
Chi Nuo was more worried about her than herself, and carefully said, "I'm free anytime. They'd love for me to go out with you."
"Okay, I'll call you when I have time." Wen Zhuyao knew the reason for her concern. After all, the only thing she could do before leaving was to leave this place and find a quiet place.
After watching Chi Nuo enter the door, she raised her hand to knock, but after thinking about it, she lowered her hand instead.
Wen Zhuyao put her luggage at the door, went to the supermarket to buy some of her favorite foods, and a package she impulsively ordered before going back.
What I took out of my pocket was the same keychain I remember from when I was twelve or thirteen.
It has become dilapidated.
It is still possible to open this closed door.
The warm yellow light inside dispelled the darkness outside, and the aroma of steaming food wafted through the air, along with the sounds of a spatula and the television.
The moment she stepped into the house, all the sounds turned into joyful voices.
"You're back. Dinner will be ready soon. It's all your favorite dishes. Try them later." Wen's mother was cooking in the kitchen when she heard the voice and turned her head to look at the person who had returned.
Upon seeing that it was her, she walked over with a smile and gave him instructions.
Wen Zhuyao nodded, changed her shoes, and saw that there was no one on the sofa, only the TV was on.
"Oh... your dad went out to eat with his buddies and won't be back today." Seeing her like this, Wen's mother assumed she was disappointed because she hadn't seen him, and a smile appeared on her face.
I racked my brains trying to think of something to do or say.
Wen Zhuyao shook her head, seemingly unconcerned: "It's nothing. I wasn't asking him. I just thought there were other people around when the TV was on."
Hearing this, Wen's mother secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to stare at her pot: "There's no one else here, go and rest for a while. I'll call you when it's time to eat. Take a break."
"good."
Wen Zhuyao pulled her suitcase and opened the room door.
The layout inside was unchanged, and it was very clean. Judging from the cleanliness, it was cleaned every day, and a sunny smell still lingered in the room after sunset.
She didn't want to think about anything else, so she closed the door and started tidying up.
I tidied up a bit, hung all my clean clothes in the closet, and left the rest in my suitcase.
She sat down in the chair, took out her phone to let Mo Wen know she was home safely, and asked, "I'm home. Have you eaten?"
Mo Wen leaned back in his chair and typed: "Have you eaten? Are you tired from this trip? Have you eaten?"
They haven't spent much time together these past few days, just chatting occasionally. He doesn't know what will happen if she goes home and meets her parents.
Will I have more or less time to face him?
So he asked very carefully, and his questions were very normal.
Wen Zhuyao typed back to him in the same manner: "Not yet, the food isn't ready yet. What did you have for dinner?"
It feels like this is the beginning of a casual chat.
"You ate fried noodles. Are you busy tonight?" Mo Wen switched to voice-to-text and asked the question that concerned him. He couldn't hold back any longer and kept it to himself.
"You won't have time tonight, will you? You miss me."
He didn't see the voice input clearly and was still hesitating whether it was inappropriate, like the shyness and embarrassment of a naive young man confessing his feelings.
But if you let go, they're all sent.
I wanted to retract the message and pretend nothing had happened, but then another message came in.
Wen Zhuyao switched to voice mode and said, "Don't you know? My nights belong to you, forever."
"Then I will retract this message now and explain that this was just my inner thought, and I did not intend to ask you."
"Isn't this a bit too much of a game of cat and mouse?" Mo Wen's voice rose slightly as he spoke, barely containing his emotions, and reached Wen Zhuyao's ears.
Wen Zhuyao listened to the voice message and said arrogantly, "Then I can give you a chance. I didn't see anything."
"In that case, I might have to give my night away to someone else." She gave away her only custom-made ticket, if he didn't want to accept it.
Then the ticket will become like a gust of wind, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
Mo Wen couldn't control himself; he missed her. "Alright then," he said, "I'd be more than happy to get a honest answer from you."
"Ah Zhu, dinner is ready. Come and eat."
Before they could exchange more than a few words, Wen's mother's voice rang out from outside the door. Wen Zhuyao typed a message to her and then went out, her smile turning into a faint one.
The table was filled with her favorite dishes, and even rice had been served and placed on the table.
"Try it and see if the taste has changed?" Wen's mother handed the chopsticks to Wen Zhuyao, looking at her carefully and expectantly.
Wen Zhuyao took a bite and thought the cooking was still quite good, just like the taste she remembered: "It's delicious! The taste hasn't changed at all. Why didn't you make some of your favorite dishes? I can eat anything, but can my throat handle spicy food?"
"Of course I can stand it. Your dad isn't here, and you've finally come back. I'm willing to eat, and I can even sneak a bite." Wen's mother's words revealed the parents' little secret.
She foreshadowed Wen Zhuyao's thoughts, saying, "Let's not argue on the first day back. Let's eat whatever we want and get along harmoniously."
"Alright? Let's do it this day." Wen Zhuyao knew she was happy, and she also knew that she hadn't touched these things for a long time under her father's supervision.
It feels good to indulge on an occasional day.
While serving her food, Wen's mother asked him about his trip: "Have you taken good care of yourself while you've been away for the past six months?"
"It's getting cold, so wear more clothes. When you go back, it will be cold here. Even if the temperature isn't that low over there, you still need to be careful and not act like nothing's wrong."
Wen Zhuyao nodded to indicate that she understood and then buried her head in her food.
"No rush, eat slowly, there's still rice in the pot." Seeing her like this, Wen's mother couldn't help but add more food to her bowl, filling it to the brim.
Wen Zhuyao put her bowl and chopsticks in the sink after eating, then got up and went back to get the package and placed it in front of her: "Open it and take a look, it's a gift I bought for you."
"Really?" Wen's mother put down her chopsticks, her eyes fixed on the box in her hand, full of joy and excitement, clearly happy but pretending to be indifferent.
My hands were glued to it, my eyes were glued to it, but I still had to say, "I'll wait a bit, I'll watch it after I finish washing the dishes."
"oh."
Wen Zhuyao went back to her room, tidied up, washed her face, and came out to find the dining table empty. She then put the dishes and table away in the kitchen.
Just as she rolled up her sleeves to wash the dishes, her mother appeared in the living room and stopped her.
"Just leave it to me, I'll take care of it. You've just gotten back, so you should rest."
Wen Zhuyao obediently put down the box and sat on the sofa next to her, knowingly pushing the box forward a little.
Under her gaze, Wen's mother slowly opened the box. She saw the small boxes inside, which looked like nesting dolls, and guessed what was going on. She said, "The jewelry you bought for me? It's so expensive."
"It's not expensive, it's alright. Take it out and try it on to see if you like it." This was a thought that suddenly popped into Wen Zhuyao's head after she was sending gifts.
She didn't even know why she bought it.
But I just feel that buying it would be better.
Wen's mother obediently opened it and found a gold bracelet inside. She was overjoyed and immediately put it on.
Seeing that it was time to leave, Wen Zhuyao chatted for a few more minutes about everyday things, then went back to her room, tidied up, and fell asleep.
In places she couldn't see, a wave was stirred up.
She was half asleep when she vaguely heard the door open. Without thinking much of it, she turned over and went back to sleep.
Then there was a knock on the door.
"You're back. Aren't you going to come out and talk?" Mr. Wen said at the door, waiting for her to come out.
Wen Zhuyao had a pretty good idea of what they were going to talk about, so she yawned and went out.
The lights were on outside, and Wen's father wasn't alone. Wen's mother was also sitting on the sofa, with a plate of cut fruit on the coffee table. She smiled and greeted Wen Zhuyao as she came out.
"Have some fruit, I woke you up."
Wen Zhuyao rubbed her eyes, plopped down on the sofa, and said, "Nothing, what are you talking about?"
She thought about what Chi Nuo had revealed before, and since there was no one else to talk to, the only thing she could think of was blind dates and other random things.
But when Mr. Wen spoke, it was unexpected.
"Are you hungry? Look what's on the table!" Mr. Wen excitedly pointed to the table, showing her the surprise he had brought back.
Wen Zhuyao followed the direction and also smelled a faint aroma of barbecue, guessing, "Barbecue?"
"I knew you were hungry, go buy some late-night snacks and eat quickly." Mr. Wen, who was always right about everything, smiled and told her to hurry up and eat, knowing that he hadn't made a mistake in buying the right things.
Wen Zhuyao went back to her room and got another package, placing it in front of him and saying, "Open the gift yourself and see for yourself."
After saying that, she ran over to eat some delicious food, and Wen's mother also put some fruit on the table.
Back home, Wen's mother deliberately touched her neck in front of Wen's father, saying as if showing off, "Oh dear, the weather has been very dry lately, remember to moisturize, touch your neck every now and then."
"Oh, so you're showing off here? I have one too, just wait and see." Mr. Wen shook the box in his hand, and opened it in a few quick movements. Inside was another small jewelry box of the same style.
He opened it and found a Pixiu bracelet inside. He put it on and deliberately touched it, saying, "It's cold and dry, remember to moisturize your hands with hand cream."
Then he picked up his phone and remembered Xiao Qu'er.
"What's this……"
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