"No one... bullies me." Yan Mo lowered his head and choked up as he said:
"It's me. It's my own fault."
Yan Mo slowly raised his chin, bit his lip and looked at Si Ze. Before he could speak, tears fell one by one. Si Ze's heart was broken when he saw Yan Mo's pitiful appearance. He hugged Yan Mo, pressed him tightly against his chest, and said in a low voice:
"Momo, there's nothing wrong. Momo, how could it be wrong?"
He overcomes all obstacles for his beloved without distinguishing between right and wrong or black and white. This is what Si Ze is like now.
"No, it's my fault," Yan Mo pushed Si Ze away, his expression became serious, and said, "Si Ze, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you without knowing right from wrong, and refused to listen to your explanation. I apologize to you here, can you forgive me?"
Si Ze didn't say anything for a moment.
"I knew you wouldn't forgive me."
Yan Mo turned around, facing away from Si Ze, and pretended to cry again.
"Okay, okay, Mo Mo, isn't it enough that I forgive you?" Si Ze hugged Yan Mo from behind and comforted him gently.
He hated to see women cry, especially the woman in his arms. Her tears were his deadly weapon.
A cunning light flashed in Yan Mo's eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
You know what, the Internet is really a great help nowadays, and what it says is so accurate.
Before she came in, she specifically checked online to find out what kind of girls a tough guy like Si Ze would like.
There are thousands of answers given online, but the most common one is that they like the kind of pitiful and coquettish little woman.
It was true. The first time she used it, the effect was amazing. It was done so easily, completely beyond her expectations.
However, it was not easy for her. For this, Yan Mo put in a lot of effort. He went back to his room, put on makeup, and put in half a bottle of eye drops.
Yan Mo pretended to wipe away his tears, turned around, and faced Si Ze. He asked, "Are you really not angry with me anymore?"
"Yeah." Si Ze nodded.
"Si Ze, you are so nice." After Yan Mo finished speaking, he stood on tiptoe and quickly kissed Si Ze on the cheek, leaving only one sentence: "I'll give it back to you." Then he ran out of the study.
Si Ze looked at the disappearing figure, reached out and touched the cheek that she had kissed, and couldn't help smiling. He quickly returned to the computer and dealt with all the unfinished things before he walked out of the study.
When he came out, the little girl was not in the living room. Si Ze went to the kitchen again, but still didn't see her. He walked to her bedroom door and was about to knock when he heard a noise in the guest room opposite.
In the guest room.
Yan Mo had just brought the duvet cover from his room and glanced at the quilt on the high cabinet. He couldn't reach it by himself.
Judging from Si Ze's attitude, he definitely won't leave tonight. She couldn't just kick him out after just coaxing him into bed! She felt a little embarrassed to let him sleep on the sofa, and besides, it wouldn't be convenient for her to come out.
After much thought, Yan Mo decided to clean up the guest room.
I did a thorough cleaning last time, so this time it was quick. I just had to make the bed and I was done.
In such cold weather, she had to sleep under a quilt. She resigned herself to the fate and brought a high stool and stepped on it.
"Mo Mo." At this moment, the door opened and Si Ze's nervous voice came: "What are you doing? Come down quickly."
With the experience of picking osmanthus flowers last time, seeing Si Ze appear at the door, Yan Mo said bluntly:
"Si Ze, come here and help me hold the stool."
Si Ze strode into the room, came to Yan Mo, and without saying anything, picked up Yan Mo's legs.
"Si Ze, I need to get something."
Yan Mo protested, saying that she had asked him to help, but he ended up making things worse.
"I'll do it." Si Ze gently put Yan Mo down, walked to the counter, and asked, "What do you want to get?"
"Quilt." Yan Mo pointed to the goose yellow quilt on the high cabinet.
Seeing Si Ze taking off the quilt easily without any need, Yan Mo exclaimed: "Si Ze, you must be at least 1.83 meters tall!"
"One meter nine point five" Si Ze put the quilt on the bed and gave the number accurate to the decimal point.
"What did you eat to grow up? How did you grow so tall?" Yan Mo asked casually while making the bed.
"Tell me quickly, I'll go buy some food too, maybe there's more to come."
Si Ze looked Yan Mo up and down and said with a smile, "You're fine like this. You don't have to deliberately eat anything."
Most women under 1.7 meters tall are obsessed with their height, and Yan Mo is no exception. She wondered:
"But I only reach your shoulders."
"Don't you girls all like the cutest height difference?"
…
Time passes,
In the blink of an eye, the whole room was ready and the bed was made.
"Do you like it?" Yan Mo asked with his big eyes blinking.
"I sleep here?" Si Ze was surprised.
Yan Mo nodded.
Si Ze frowned and looked around the guest room. He could tolerate the small space, but the main problem was that the window was a bit too small. It would feel depressing if he lived there for a long time.
Every room has its advantages and disadvantages. Yan Mo's room is in a good location and is a school district house. It has a north-south transparent layout. The master bedroom is spacious and well-lit. The study is also good. It backs to the sea, peaceful and quiet, which makes people very relaxed. The only thing is that the second bedroom is not satisfactory. It is just okay for children to live in.
"There's no way. This place is only this wide, as you can see." Yan Mo spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless.
He wanted to sleep in her room, was that okay? Si Ze blinked and looked at Yan Mo.
As if seeing Si Ze's intention, Yan Mo directly denied it: "No."
After a pause, Yan Mo continued, "Just make do with it for now. It's just temporary. Grandpa said that you'll move back once your house is renovated."
"It's not ready yet." Si Ze said lightly, and moved the things into the room very consciously.
It is easy to invite you but difficult to send you away.
It is impossible to renovate the house.
Si Ze suddenly felt a little grateful to the old man. If he wanted the old man's help, it would probably take a long time before he could move in.
This opportunity is so rare that he won't move away so easily. If he does, he must take her with him.
"Finally finished." Yan Mo sighed and stretched.
"Go and rest quickly!" Si Ze looked at Yan Mo with a tired face and said with concern.
"Okay, then I'll go to bed first." After a day of running around, she was already exhausted and naturally would not refuse. Yan Mo stood up, left the guest room and returned to her own room.
Forcing himself to stay awake, Yan Mo quickly washed himself, climbed onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
A dreamless night.
…
The next day, when it was still dawn, there was a knock on the door.
Yan Mo pulled the quilt over his head in annoyance, not wanting to pay attention to the knocking on the door that sounded like a hypnotic spell.
If it weren't for that moment, Yan Mo would have regretted as much as she does now. She shouldn't have agreed to the old man and let Si Ze move the things over.
She never slept well in Xinjiang City, and now she is not allowed to sleep after returning. She is going crazy.
"Momo, get up, it's almost seven o'clock."
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