"You mean you're planning to let them both go home together, so you're sitting here alone waiting for me?"
After listening to Xia Lian's story, Wen Mo thought for a while before realizing what kind of story it was, and then nodded in satisfaction.
It seems my girl has learned to read the room, which is great. After all, it wouldn't be good for those two to be all lovey-dovey on their way home, with Xia Lian acting as a third wheel.
"Finally, there's progress. That's great." Wen Mo smiled contentedly. Putting everything else aside, just watching these two fall in love is really quite interesting.
Moreover, Qin Zhou seemed to have finally seen the light today. After being persuaded by Wen Mo, he finally agreed to cut off the bushy woolly hair.
As for Xiao Nan... well, that depends on what she thinks.
Even if things don't work out, we can still be friends. The relationship might be a little awkward, but as long as the three of us can still get together, it's still a happy ending.
As graduation approaches, I have more and more worries and thoughts.
"Something feels... off," Wen Mo muttered to himself, looking up at the sparsely populated path ahead.
Xia Lian turned her head. "Strange?"
"Yeah, I feel like things are moving at an accelerated pace lately. Don't you feel the same way?" Wen Mo voiced his doubts.
It's as if all the supporting characters, both male and female, are developing rapidly, and everything is moving towards the future. If we compare the current situation to writing a novel, it gives people the feeling that it's about to end.
"I must be crazy, why am I thinking so much?" Wen Mo shook his head, dismissing the strange thoughts.
There are still many things I want to do. I want to go on a date with this guy, go back to my hometown for the Chinese New Year together... This is pending. I also want to visit Xiaolian's old home together.
"And then there's the college entrance exam, it's such a hassle."
"College Entrance Examination".
"Yeah, you have to work hard in the future and get into a good university." Wen Mo patted Xia Lian on the shoulder to encourage her.
Xia Lian thought for a while, then shook her head, "I want to take the exam, the same university as Wen Mo."
"The same as me? Then you'll have to stay in this city forever?" Wen Mo asked, somewhat surprised.
But thinking about it, it's not so bad. There are a lot of people and things going on at university, so having more people around means you can look out for each other. Besides, my home is right here, so I don't have to fight tooth and nail to buy a ticket to go home.
He vaguely remembered once taking a seat on a green-skinned train, which took about ten hours, and he still hasn't forgotten that experience.
Iron-Butt King, Wenmo.
Since then, Wenmer has never ridden a green train again. Even if it costs more, he will buy a sleeper berth to lie down. The hard seats on green trains are really not something a person can endure.
Xia Lian originally lived in the countryside, but later her mother fell ill, so she moved to the county town for medical treatment and rented a small room there.
Wen Mo planned to find some time to pay her respects. She had to go and see her Aunt Zhou, whom she had never met, so that at least she would know that Xia Lian was living a good life and that she didn't need to worry about her.
Although the situation was a bit hard to explain, Wen Mo believed that Aunt Zhou would understand them, after all, in a sense, this was also helping Xia Lian.
"Xiao Lian, what kind of person is your mother?" Wen Mo habitually took the little hand beside him, their fingers intertwined.
He had never learned anything about the other person's family, only the general situation, and nothing more specific.
Xia Lian lowered her eyes slightly, pursed her lips upon hearing the word, and uttered a name she hadn't spoken in a long time, "Mom..."
"Yes, I'd like to know more about your mother." To show his politeness, Wen Mo even addressed her more formally, completely suppressing his usual frivolity.
This was the most painful fragment in Xia Lian's heart, almost every little detail hidden there, until that familiar face changed from color to black and white.
"My mother loves me very much."
Xia Lian didn't think for long before she could rattle off a whole bunch of things about her mother, "My mother usually loves to laugh."
"When she smiles, her eyes squint, which looks very beautiful."
Whenever Xia Lian talks about her mother, she unconsciously speeds up her speech, without any stumbling or hesitation.
She spoke in great detail and clarity, recounting almost everything from her childhood to the present. Perhaps because no one had talked to her about her mother in a long time, Xia Lian's eyes slowly regained their liveliness.
From her words, Wenmo roughly learned what kind of person the other person was.
Almost all gentle mothers in the world are cut from the same cloth. The common characteristic is that they love their children very much and are always gentle and kind in everything they say and do.
Xia Lian revealed many things this time, and even after arriving at her doorstep, she still hadn't reacted, seemingly immersed in memories of her mother.
She knew nothing about her father.
As a coward who ran away from Xia Lian at birth, Wen Mo felt nothing but disgust for this stranger. He thought he was a scumbag who could abandon his own wife and children.
If this man were to appear in front of him one day, he would definitely punch him, no matter who he was, even if he was his father-in-law.
It can be said that this guy bears a large part of the responsibility for Xia Lian's childhood experiences. It is very difficult for a single-parent family to support a child. The cost of milk powder alone is a huge expense, not to mention food, tuition and other miscellaneous expenses.
Composing himself, Wen Mo let out a long breath, patted Xia Lian's head, closed the door, put the books on the sofa, and then found a comfortable position to sit down.
"Do you want to go back and visit?" he suddenly asked.
Xia Lian was a little stunned, not understanding what Wen Mo was talking about. "Look, what?"
"Go see your old home, and then go see your mother."
Since the middle of summer vacation, she hasn't visited her mother's grave even once. It's not that she didn't want to, but she had been living in the shadow of her mother's death until now.
"Want to go see it? If you want to, I'll go with you this weekend." Wen Mo took her small hand, his tone gentle.
The decision rests with Xia Lian. If she has any reason not to go back, Wen Mo won't force her.
Xia Lian didn't answer immediately, but remained stunned for a long time. Her slender white fingers unconsciously gripped Wen Mo's knuckles tightly, making him wince in pain.
After a long while, Xia Lian slowly raised her head and nodded vigorously, "I want to go see Mom."
After saying that, Wen Mo smiled and reached out to pat her little head.
"Okay, then let's go back this weekend."
Go meet my future mother-in-law, now Aunt Zhou.
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