"Bang bang bang."
A violent and rapid knock on the door suddenly appeared in the gap between lightning and thunder.
Zhou Mo, who was curled up on the sofa watching a horror movie, was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
He opened the door in his slippers and asked, "Who is it?"
Outside the door, the man who was soaked like a drowned rat was scarier than a ghost, and she was so frightened that she was speechless.
It turned out to be Han Chen…her high school neighbor and her first love…
He was drenched by the rain, his hair stuck to his head like a pot lid, his white shirt was stained with spots, and his black trouser legs were covered with mud spots.
Although it was ten years ago, the young boy back then has gained a more profound face under the sculpting of time, and his body has become stronger from his thinness, and his appearance is completely different.
But Zhou Mo still recognized him at a glance.
"Is there something?" Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed.
"It's me, Han Chen." Han Chen's voice was a little hoarse.
"I know. I recognize it."
A hint of disbelief flashed across Han Chen's dark eyes, and then he regained his clarity. "I have something to discuss with you."
"Well, go ahead."
After waiting for a long time, there was no further news. Han Chen's brows were furrowed, his face was tense, and his thin lips were pressed into a line, as if he had something to hide.
Over the years, his indifferent, gloomy and taciturn personality has not changed, as if saying a few more words could cost him his life.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhou Mo urged.
"Can we get married?"
“…”
This guy is really something, either he doesn't speak, or when he speaks he's so scary.
Zhou Mo even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. "With whom, you?"
She wasn't having a brain attack, she just wanted to confirm what Han Chen meant, whether it was what she understood.
Han Chen nodded slightly. Coincidentally, the voice-controlled lights in the corridor were off. His black eyes could not distinguish sadness or joy. They were immersed in the dim light, deep and unfathomable.
"What's the reason?" Zhou Mo was still rational. She knew that her heart was still beating fast because of the sudden appearance of this man. After all, it was her first love, but his current appearance was not enough to make her confused.
"My mother is sick."
Be brief and to the point.
"I understand."
Zhou Mo completely understood Han Chen's thoughts without Han Chen's explanation.
Although Zhou Mo seldom went home after going to college and had rarely seen Han Chen and her mother, she vaguely heard her parents say that Han Chen's mother seemed to be ill and had heart problems.
Han Chen grew up with his mother, so Zhou Mo could understand why he wanted to comfort his sick old mother.
Moreover, Han Chen's mother has a good and gentle personality and treats her well.
Her parents were unaware of her "underground love affair" with Han Chen, but Han Chen's mother was the only one who knew the secret.
When she was in school, she would go to Han Chen's house to ask about homework. Han Chen's mother would close the door for them, and sometimes she would use the excuse of going out for a walk to give them enough space to be alone.
But there was really nothing going on between her and Han Chen. Nothing related to pink bubbles happened. It was just answering questions and resolving doubts.
After Han Chen's mother fell ill, she lived in a nursing home. Han Chen went to college in the capital, and their relationship with their family gradually severed.
"Can you agree to it?" Han Chen's voice was deep, he spoke quickly, and was a little anxious.
"Let me think about it." Zhou Mo hesitated.
Han Chen simply took out his wallet from his pocket, opened it, pulled out two cards, and stuffed them into Zhou Mo's hand.
"One is my salary card, and the other is for my non-salary income. The password is . You should know my job. The amount is not much, that's all I have at the moment. I have a house and I'm paying off the mortgage, and my car is fully paid for."
It was the first time Zhou Mo heard Han Chen talk so much nonsense. Looking at the bank card in his hand which was still a little damp, he felt shocked and a little uncomfortable.
This is considered having a car and a house. Damn, he is doing better than her.
Zhou Mo followed suit, went back inside, took out his card, and handed it to him: "All my belongings, but I said it's okay, I don't have a car or a house, don't think I'm a burden to you."
Han Chen was surprised, "You agreed?"
Zhou Mo nodded. "I'm not stupid. These days, when looking for a partner, don't you first consider material conditions and then looks? You're pretty good in all aspects."
Besides, her parents must like him.
Not only because Han Chen is a neighbor he has known since childhood and has excellent grades, but also because of Han Chen's profession - doctor.
In her parents' eyes, a public institution means stability, and stability equals happiness.
Zhou Mo's father is a civil servant and his mother is a junior high school teacher. Both are public servants and have relatively conservative ideas.
Zhou Mo didn't care about her future partner's job, but she didn't want to disappoint her parents.
After all, they have been disappointed once.
"Keep your card to yourself," Han Chen pushed her hand back.
The moment his hand touched Zhou Mo, Zhou Mo felt the back of his hand getting hot. This was not Han Chen's body temperature, at least not his previous body temperature.
The burning touch stimulated Zhou Mo, and she instantly noticed something unusual.
Looking at Han Chen's face again, his complexion was a little pale, his lips were not the normal color, and there were dense water droplets on his face, and it was hard to tell whether they were sweat or rain.
"Do you have a fever?"
Han Chen remained silent, closed his eyes slightly, endured the discomfort, and nodded slightly.
"Come in first," Zhou Mo was really impressed by him. "We can't rush into getting married. At least pick a good day to talk about it."
As he said that, he bent down and opened the shoe cabinet to find slippers for him.
Han Chen, who came in later, was about to close the door when he suddenly stopped and said, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."
Zhou Mo threw the slippers in front of him, stood up, put one hand on his waist, and looked at him unhappily, "Okay, come over tomorrow, dress up nicely, and remember to buy flowers. I want 999 red roses, and the diamond ring cannot be less than five carats, otherwise, forget it."
Han Chen knew that she was speaking sarcastically, so he just frowned and said nothing more.
"Change your shoes before you come in. Don't let me dirty the floor." Zhou Mo went back inside, got a new towel and a new set of men's pajamas, pointed to the bathroom and urged, "Come in."
Han Chen didn't answer. He happened to glance at Zhou Mo. He didn't see her face, only the top of her hair and her white neck inside the collar of her pajamas.
Her hair was not completely dry yet. Her black hair was combed to one side and exuded a faint scent of lily of the valley.
The two-piece pajamas were conservative and old-fashioned, revealing nothing at all, only the skin around her neck. It was obvious that she was still as fair as before, crystal clear, and glowing.
Zhou Mo lowered his head, his mind focused on the things in his hands, wondering if there was anything missing.
"That's all I have here. Make do with what you have."
Zhou Mo stuffed everything into Han Chen's hands.
Han Chen frowned, "Has it been used by others?"
He was referring to men's pajamas.
"It's new, never used. I didn't even have time to give it to you before we broke up," Zhou Mo said bluntly, "I just broke up with my ex. If you mind, it's not too late to regret it now."
She meant getting married.
Han Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the sapphire blue men's pajamas in his hand. They were made of silk and had a smooth touch. One could tell at a glance that they were very expensive.
He also knew Zhou Mo's current situation: he was studying for a doctorate, had not graduated yet, and had no financial income.
It's a pity that her kindness was wasted.
"Have you and him broken up completely?"
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