Wen Yiquan thinks Wen Mo has been acting crazy lately.
Suddenly, she insisted on staying in Linchuan.
Wenmo, on the other hand, felt that his father had always been crazy.
The last time they inexplicably told them to go home for the New Year was the same thing; it was just an attempt to force them out. If they don't want to go back to their hometowns and be treated like animals by their relatives, they should just go and take the entrance exam for another university.
Wen Yiquan, a hot mimicking baby!
Therefore, Wenmo always felt that his father was very different from other fathers. He seemed to do things without thinking, and he would do whatever he wanted.
Bringing Lianbao home is also an option.
Wow, she's so pitiful, I want to take her home and raise her.
Hmm...that's a well-thought-out plan.
It would be a lie for Wen Mo to say he wasn't worried. After all, he and Xia Lian had only been family for a few months. If she really upset his parents, he would eventually worry about that.
They can insult me all they want, it doesn't matter.
But Lianbao isn't their biological child. Perhaps she's watched too many TV dramas and read too many novels, so she tends to imagine all sorts of messy family dramas, even though she knows perfectly well that her parents are definitely not that kind of people.
"Let's go see our parents tomorrow and tell them that I've thought it through."
Wen Mo pinched his aching brow, and after thinking it over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief as if he had given in.
Xia Lian nodded like a chick pecking at rice, leaning on his shoulder, her mood inexplicably low.
In six months, Wenmo will leave him.
This departure is likely to last for several months, and I won't be able to come back. We're over a thousand kilometers away in the north, and the only way we can see each other is through video calls.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't sad, but I had to get used to this moment and put Wen Mo at ease, because I was no longer the silly Xia Lian I used to be; at least I had learned to be independent and live my life.
I still remember Wen Mo confronting his uncle and aunt that night. He had just said some cool things, but then he seemed a little timid. However, he argued his case to stay in Linchuan...
He's so handsome!
Looking at Wen Mo's troubled profile, Xia Lian was a little stunned. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and stuck to his neck like a slime.
"Ouch, it tickles! What's wrong?" Wen Mo shuddered, tickled by the soft tips of her hair, and forced a smile. "Is there something you want to say?"
Xia Lian covered her face and remained silent, shaking her head and nodding, which left Wen Mo stunned.
As if realizing that silence was useless, she seemed to muster her courage, slowly raised her head, knelt on the sofa, and leaned forward.
mua.
The sound was loud, unprecedentedly loud, like a declaration of sovereignty, or like a brand being left, so loud that even after a second or two had passed, Wenmo still hadn't fully reacted.
Touching the wet hickeys on his cheek, he smiled wryly, touched Xia Lian's forehead, and smoothed the stray hairs from her forehead, pulling her bangs to the sides.
"You can't bear to part with me?"
"Um……"
"Then maybe I should stay."
"No." Xia Lian suddenly raised her head and shook it frantically, her tone, which had been flat, sounded even more serious at this moment.
There's a saying that goes, "If you like him but can't help him with anything, then the only thing you can do now is not to hold him back."
Xia Lian thought this made a lot of sense, because she knew she couldn't give Wen Mo anything, but at least she couldn't hold him back from pursuing a better future.
As long as I can be by his side in the future, that's enough.
Two years, just two years...
"Speaking of which, after I go to college, my dad will probably cancel the lease on this apartment." Wen Mo stroked the back of the sofa, feeling inexplicably sentimental.
He had lived here for almost three years before he met Xia Lian, and when he was suddenly told that he could no longer live here, he felt a little empty.
The house wasn't very big, just two bedrooms and a living room, and you could see the whole thing at a glance, but it was filled with countless memories for them, with almost every corner bearing the mark of home.
For example, the slippers under the sofa, or the clothes drying on the balcony, or the starry sky curtains in Lianbao's room.
Before living with Xia Lian, I didn't feel this reluctant to leave, but after it felt like home, I really can't accept moving out anytime soon.
Wen Mo tapped his fingers on the sofa armrest, as if trying to find a topic to dispel the gloomy atmosphere, and forced a smile, "Won't you feel uncomfortable when I'm not around?"
Xia Lian didn't speak, as if to reassure Wen Mo, and after hesitating for a moment, she shook her head.
"Who are you kidding, you idiot?" Wen Mo chuckled.
This girl practically follows me to the bathroom, so the sudden announcement that we'll be separated by over a thousand kilometers must be incredibly painful for her.
"Don't be too nervous when you stay with your parents. We are all your family. Don't feel like an outsider."
As if he was a little worried about Xia Lian's life after he left, Wen Mo gave her several instructions, especially emphasizing the word "family," for fear that she would not be comfortable living at her parents' house.
Wenmo was scared, very scared.
To put it nicely, this girl is clingy and obedient; to put it bluntly, she lacks her own opinions and always asks for her own opinion before doing anything.
I'm also afraid that she'll treat me like an outsider. Once she has that thought, there will be a rift between me and my parents. This kind of life definitely won't last long, and it will only get more and more uncomfortable the longer I live here.
Therefore, she must understand that she is now part of this family, and that the Wen family has two children.
Girls are mostly sensitive, especially those like Xia Lian who have experienced trauma. Once they have someone to rely on, they will cling to him and never let go.
Therefore, this is the second challenge the two have faced since they met—the first being to express their feelings to each other.
"But don't worry too much, I'll still go back to Linchuan during holidays, so it's not that hard to see each other," Wen Mo said, trying to make light of the situation.
"Um."
Xia Lian nodded, tilted her head, and a few strands of hair slipped down her shoulder. "Is university difficult to get into?"
"It's not that it's very difficult to get in, but for most people, getting into Peking University or Tsinghua University is quite challenging."
Wen Mo didn't dare to be too absolute, and after thinking for a while, he explained in the most conservative way.
"..."
Xia Lian fell silent, her head hanging down blankly. After a while, she rallied herself and shook her face, her lifeless eyes finally showing some emotion.
"I will catch up with Winmer."
"Hahahaha, I'll be watching closely."
Hearing the response, Xia Lian secretly planted a seed in her heart.
All boys are their mothers' darlings. If a boy neglects his family's feelings for another girl, then the saying "once you have a wife, you forget your mother" is absolutely true.
Moreover, Wenmo's obvious favoritism was even more pronounced; he was willing to argue with his parents to stay with her.
Most people believe that love is nothing but a mirage, a fleeting illusion.
But Wenmo was willing to stay for this mirage.
Then I can't hold them back.
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