Jiang Zuo still clearly remembers that day he came to pick her up for the holiday as his father said.
After all, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Where is there a reason that the family is not reunited.
He took time off to sleep, and even the meeting was moved to the next morning.
But she told herself that there was something going on that day, and she had to be busy.
Jiang Zuo didn't care, anyway, he just completed a one-person task, and after returning home, the atmosphere was not quite right.
Maybe those people thought he wasn't happy to pick people up.
However, the festival went on as usual.
It's that there are more of her favorite things on the table.
Jiang Zuo thought about it for a while, took the food, and wanted to send it to her where she lived, and he would occasionally see news about this, knowing that she was practicing and wanted to qualify for the Asian competition.
Who would have thought that before his car drove into the community where she lived, he saw her sitting on a bench on the side of the road, looking up at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.
It looks like a bit dazed.
He was just about to get out of the car when he saw someone walk past her.
The two of them seem to have made an appointment a long time ago.
The man smiled and iced her with his hand, then handed her an ice cream cone, as if on a date.
She sat like that, even her face was flushed, and she could hear laughter: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have spent the festival by myself." ” When she said this, the person named even reached out to help her brush the broken hair in her ear and said, "It's good if you're happy." ” Then the two of them sat down together and went to tease the passing cat.
Acquaintance smiled, full of tacit understanding.
At that time, Jiang Zuo's hand on the steering wheel was clenched little by little, and gradually opened.
In the end, he didn't get out of the car, didn't say a word, but took advantage of the switch of red and green lights, turned the head of the car and went in another direction.
That day, even he didn't know why, and the whole person was very irritable.
What is called her own pitiful holiday, obviously she is not happy to go home.
The more Jiang Zuo wanted to control it, the more he could remember those previous pictures.
That soft fat man will always appear in front of his eyes.
He was irritable and wanted to confront his dad.
And when his mother died, when he was unhappy.
She was there, sitting next to him, listening to him say those things, not noisy or noisy.
Every time I see him, the whole person is.
So she likes him, and he hasn't debunked it.
He saw too much of that kind of gaze.
Of course, I know what the other person thinks.
He didn't plan to respond, firstly, because he hadn't thought about falling in love when he was in school.
Second, all his energy is focused on fighting his father.
The man's caution and the breakfast that was delivered, he did not fail to eat.
And probably everyone is looking at his face, Jiang Zuo knows it very well.
It's just that at that time, it was a very ordinary thing.
Thinking about it now, it always makes him uncomfortable.
At first, it was because her mother came in their door.
By now, he couldn't tell what was uncomfortable.
He just sat here, looking at the screen, and felt that his eyes were bright and piercing, especially after she was picked up, and smiled like that.
In the end, he couldn't sit down anymore.
He was also sick, and he didn't even rest, and came to watch such a live broadcast of SOO.
Probably because he was afraid that Qin Mo's team would lose.
But the footsteps seemed to be fixed there.
Looking up again, the man didn't notice him at all. aa2705221: