Chapter 31

Now that the sulking in her heart has dissipated for a long time, there is no need to make trouble without reason. Chen Mo sometimes hides tenderness, just like at this moment, she tugged at Wentao's hand and shook it, and smiled and said, "Hey, well, it's time for self-study. Let's go back to the dormitory."

The guy who showed the characteristics of petrochemical objects suddenly said, "Are you sure you really won't regret it in the future?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and shrugged his shoulders. "Then I don't know. My life is so long and people's greed is so endless. Who can say clearly that after I get everything I want, will I come back to thinking of promoting to a higher position and making a fortune?" She almost deliberately admired the ever-changing faces of people around her. "However, I have always wanted to find a mountaineering expert to accompany me to climb Mount Everest, a first-class gourmet to make me a' Moonlit Night on the Twenty-four Bridges', and a good gardener to help me plant green peonies in the flower bed ... Well, personally, I think that these goals may not be achieved by some people in their lifetime."

Rome wasn't built in a day, and Chen Mo didn't expect himself to be a magic stick, so that Wentao immediately promised her to go to the ends of the earth with her. She continued to shake Wentao's hand and urged, "Let's go, let's turn off the lights. If we don't go, people won't be able to go back to the dormitory."

Chen Mo went back to the dormitory, wrapped herself in a quilt, and began to sleep. Perhaps it was the reason that she messed up her daily routine some time ago. She didn't sleep very well. She woke up early in the morning, staring at the ceiling with open eyes and waiting for the morning. In her thoughts, she suddenly remembered the story of an ancient concubine who had read in a book before, and she shivered unconsciously by drawing a cold plum blossom map every day. She put her head under the quilt and shouted to herself three times: I'm Chen Mo, I'm Chen Mo and I'm Chen Mo. Very easy to stay up until 5: 3, she jumped out of bed and left a sentence, "I'm going to run exercises, so you can sleep a little longer." And ran out.

the weather in early spring is still very cold in the morning. Chen Mo tried to shrink his head into his neck. But just after running for a while, she found that the air was unusually fresh at this time. It's not the stale air mixed with smoke, wine and body odor in the billiard room and video hall. That kind of sweet, fresh cold wind, with a little milky morning mist floating around, gradually lit up the sky around.

It's good that Chen Mo greedily took a few deep breaths of fresh air. She stretched her neck a little.

With a playful smile, she got eight running cards from a cadre in the department and started to run according to the regular rules. When passing through the artificial lake, with a little morning light, she suddenly found that a circle of willows on the edge of the artificial lake was covered with a very tender yellow-green color all winter.

It turns out that apart from Wen Tao, I can still find other beautiful things in my life.

Chen Mo cheered up for the recovery of her senses, and her mood was a little excited and her steps began to become light.

Chen Mo ran for three laps, handed in his running card, and went to the No.5 canteen to buy two big bags of meat rolls. Back in the dormitory, there were still a few slackers who didn't get up. She jumped into other people's beds one by one to knead dough. In the end, the bedroom complained that the roof could be opened. "What a madman! Get her out of here quickly! "

After breakfast, everyone noisily went to class in the big teaching building. After all, Chen Mo was young, but he didn't fall asleep on the table after two classes. After a big class, changing classrooms means walking from Building 1 of the teaching building to their own foreign trade department building within 2 minutes after class. It is definitely not enough time to walk. Chen Mo scolds the pig head of the timetable while trotting, and wonders if any girl in this big class refused a graduate brother who helped arrange classes in the school office. Passing by the library, I saw a group of elites with suits and pens standing upright and straight coming down from the big steps of the library in a straight line. Chen Mo was sharp-eyed and saw at a glance that Wentao, whose suit was open to reveal the gray V-neck sweater inside, was dazzling and dominated by a group of elites with meticulous buttons. Good ah, this guy's energy is very good, and lavished all his time on her with feasts and revelry can still be so handsome and quite dialed. She waved her hand up and shouted a few times. Poor Wentao has only seen Chen Mo's sorrowful and sorrowful dissatisfied wife's face for many days. At this moment, at first sight, she smiled heartlessly and sunny face, and almost fell off the table without a foot.

Chen Mo's time is running out. She looked into Wen Tao's bright and happy eyes after waking up, and started with great strength. She heard her heart saying to him, "Maybe, I'm not the most suitable person for you. But even if you are lucky enough to stand on the top of success all your life, you may feel lonely and want me to stand by your side to accompany you. And sometimes people's lives will not always be so smooth, so if you will suffer in the future, I will stay with you, just like the western wedding vows,' No matter how rich or poor, no matter health or disease, no matter success or failure, I will never give up, always support and love him.' "

Fanwai: First-rate among flowers

One evening, on a very leisurely occasion, a group of friends with the same rotten tastes, after having had enough to eat and drink, held fragrant tea and had a further pursuit in line with human evolutionary instinct: they began to pursue spiritual satisfaction, and to put it another way, they started to fart and chat. Speaking of what kind of flowers should be planted on the balcony of Chen Mo, Chen Mo, like a habitual showoff of literary talent, sighed, "I am sending my heart to Ao Shuang in Dongli, and I don't compete with the purple flowers for spring fragrance." Zhang Tingting didn't never learn Chinese, and he didn't want to be outdone. "Only the peony is really a national color, and the flower season is full of Beijing." Wu Xian hey hey shook his head, "what is this? The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the next day, and the lotus flowers are different in color. " Bean Mom was originally not interested. At this time, she couldn't help but add the ancient poem that Xiu Xiu himself recited. "The humanitarian flower is red for ten days, and this flower is not spring." Girls who study liberal arts, no matter how modest they are, will inevitably describe themselves with flowers. If they don't learn Chinese, they will be completely westernized, and even remember the saying, "One flower suddenly changes first, and all flowers will be fragrant later." This ancient prose show lasted for about forty minutes, and everyone found out all the poems about flowers that could be recited. Actually, some people compared the Book of Songs with Qu Yuan, saying that "there are two evils in each other, and there are flowers and lotus". The discussion was very enthusiastic, and everyone found that their memories were so precious and amazing, and the atmosphere of the party fully conformed to the word "harmony" of the social trend.

When I went to every house, I couldn't bear the loneliness, so I used the word-urging decision. For a while, I only heard the sound of the phone, one after another, and everyone reluctantly left.

Chen Mo, still wanting more, came home and grabbed someone's sleeve and asked, "What flowers do you like?"

someone wants to be familiar with her jumping thinking, and his eyebrows are fixed. He replied, "I found your clothes. Go to bed early after taking a shower."

Chen Mo continued to ask, "Hey, seriously, what kind of flower do you think I look like?"

The man frowned. "What flowers and grass, you women, are trouble ..."

Chen Mo was still not discouraged and asked, "Come on, what flowers am I in your heart?"

someone was annoyed, picked up the remote control and gave her a squint. "What kind of flower do you think you are?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, grabbed the sofa cushion and smashed it. "Tell the truth!"

The man raised his hand against the soft cushion and smiled. "All right, all right, even sweet-scented osmanthus, go and take a shower. It smells all over."

At least it has been upgraded to a traditional famous flower. Chen Mo rolled his eyes and said to himself, "Osmanthus fragrans? Osmanthus fragrans Dim light corpus luteum is soft ... "She jumped up at once." You are so-and-so, and you turned a corner and said I was ugly! "

The man's attention was forced to be diverted from the World Cup again. As a man, his patience is extremely limited, and his tone of voice changed. "You are not convinced when you say you are half a bucket of water. If you dare, recite the word."

It's horrible for people who never lose their temper once they get angry. Chen Mo was honest at once, and recited the words in her heart, only to see her face turn red. She immediately went to the bathroom silently, and a storm was put to rest.

"Dimness is light and corpus luteum is soft, and the trace of affection is far away, but only fragrance remains. Why light blue and deep red? It is the first-rate flower ... "

Postscript

When traveling newly, Chen Mo proposed to visit the old courtyard. Wentao, as always, would never raise any objection.

The car gradually drove into the familiar road. Chen Mo was a little nervous, bit his lip and shook hands with each other. She tilted her head and saw that Wentao's eyes were tightly focused on the looming compound in front, and she didn't have time to pay attention to her. Chen Mo slightly funny in my heart, obviously also want to come, yesterday was like that a pair of indispensable appearance?

as long as it's not too miserable, who wants to forget their childhood?

Chen Mo couldn't smile quickly. She was always sharp-eyed. At a glance, she saw that the magnolia-shaped cement railing around the big pond outside the yard was the old one they used to have, including the gap where they secretly went down to the pond to pick lotus flowers. She sat up straight and reached out to grab Wentao's hand. Wentao seemed to pat her hand consolingly.

Since they moved out, the compound has obviously declined. Now it is rented by countless private secondary schools, and bright faces come in and out. At the gate of the compound, two people got off. At first glance, Chen Mo didn't look at the newly-built gate and the stone lion, but slipped to the dusty wooden Russian sentry box on the abandoned lawn at the door for the first time. After so many years of exposure to the wind and the sun, the sentry boxes were so shabby that holes were rotted in many places. But its sharp spire is still there, and it is still there. Chen Mo was speechless, pointing to the sentry box and gesturing for Wentao, who was obviously shocked. He grasped Chen Mo's hand and nodded like a garlic.

It's easy to calm down, and Chen Mo's feet turn left from the gate if they don't listen to her. Go around to the left and to the right, and walk to the front of a three-story building without hesitation. This building is not as old as Chen Mo thought. On the contrary, the newly installed silver security net and aluminum alloy window are lined with the brick wall, but they look very compatible. She took a deep breath and walked into the door of the last unit.

She climbed to the third floor with a large wooden staircase that used to be their natural slide in one breath. She looked at the chicken coop and a mottled mark on the wall at the entrance of the building in disbelief. Time seemed to go back to twenty years ago. She seemed to think of something, ran to the corner and squatted down. Sure enough, she found a few crooked pencil words, "Liu Pengcheng is a pig!" Next to it, an arrow was pointed to the second floor, and everything was still here waiting for her. As soon as her heart ached, tears fell down.

Wen Tao patted her gently, took out her camera and circled her with the imprint of her childhood. Thank God for giving her such a big gift.

After a while, Wentao led Chen Mo downstairs with her eyes still red, laughing, "Women are not all made of water ..."

After all, twenty years have passed, and many things in the old yard have disappeared. For example, the trees and vegetable fields that used to be full of yards have disappeared and have been replaced by countless new houses. The two men began to guess the position of their feet from memory.

When they walked to the garage, the two men smiled at each other. Chen Mo was relieved and sang in a southern accent, "Coconut Sugar Coconut Sugar, someone still owes me a coconut sugar." Wen Tao is still worried in his heart, and he said very perfunctorily, "Don't worry, your coconut candy is precious, and I will spend my life with you."

Chen Mo guessed what was on his mind, and without beating around the bush, he followed him directly to the west yard.

But the two men still stopped, although the place where there used to be a row of short houses in front of them has been replaced by high buildings. Chen Mo still quickly stuck out his tongue and apologized to Wentao. "Actually, I'm really not sure that I threw the thunder cannon into your hand."

Wen Tao, as the victim, comforted the suspect in turn. "Well, I know that a group of you threw thunder cannons at the game, but I didn't look into your site. Who knows who lost them? I deserve to be bombed."

Chen Mo pretended to be furious. "Then you looked at me later as if you were watching the murderer! I always thought I blew it up, and I didn't know how long I was guilty ... "While looking around, I took his hand and pecked it quickly on my mouth.

Wen Tao smiled, grabbed Chen Mo's shoulder and stuck it on her face. "How can I fool you if I don't?" Besides, I didn't say a word that you blew it up. "

Chen Mo snorted, "sophistry, that's why you made me feel so guilty!" Wentao also wanted to influence him with gentleness. A little girl student who passed by saw Wentao and hurriedly pushed her companions around to ask them to look here. Chen Mo didn't want to bear the notoriety of teaching bad children, so he pulled Wentao and fled with a few laughs.

The two men ran west for a while, and Chen Mo, who was far away, had already seen the seven-story office that was rare in those days, and could not help but gasp, "Hey, Wentao, is your home coming soon?"

Wen Tao beside her has been petrified. Chen Mo looked down his eyes. She just ran for a while, but she didn't see those three-story villas that were so dazzling before. When she looked intently, the courtyard of the villa was completely deserted because no one took care of it. The gray exterior wall suddenly looked very dilapidated. There are countless clothes and trousers hanging brightly on the balcony of the villa and in front of the French window. It has turned into a student dormitory.

Chen Mo gave a cry, "Isn't this the old Wang Xie Tang's former swallow, flying into the homes of ordinary people?"

there is no other expression on Wen Tao's face. This is his home. Only he knows what it feels like to see his home ruined like this. Chen Mo jumped in front of him. "Hey, at most, we will try our best to make money to buy this house. Don't give birth to the last prince's suicidal thoughts."

with her gag, Wen Tao finally returned to normal. He also smiled, "You said, you have to pay to help me buy this house."

Chen Mo immediately raised his eyebrows. "Brother, please, you are not three years old this year, and you believe this." She immediately perked up. "Besides, isn't it better to have a living person like me who can talk, sing and relieve worries with you than this dead house? You are too dissatisfied. "

Wen Tao smiled at once. "That's true. With you in charge, do I dare to think of anything else in my life?"

Chen Mo reached out and pinched his arm. Wentao was in pain, but he took advantage of Chen Mo's soft heart and returned to catch her. Chen Mo ran away with a smile. Wen Tao slowly stood up straight, with money and power, fame and fortune. Maybe all things will one day disappear like what the house in front of him once represented, but as long as this person stands by him, there is no need to regret it in this life.