Zheng Xiujing held Yang Mo's arm with her empty hands, her face was full of happy smiles, Yang Mo was carrying Zheng Xiujing's shoulder bag on her shoulder, and she was carrying several bags in her hands, all of which were selected by Zheng Xiujing.
Yang Mo, who was walking or something, was not afraid at all, but Zheng Xiujing would ask his opinion every time he liked something.
You ask me if this scarf looks good?
What are you kidding, what scarves to buy in the summer, and besides, I haven't used this kind of thing for a day in my forty-eight years of life, I only know that it can strangle people, but I don't know what looks good.
This wood carving?
Yang Mo could only rub his hair, which was equivalent to asking a Michelin-starred chef how the food in the Huaguo school cafeteria was doing.
Zheng Xiujing's eyes and contempt were indispensable, but in the blink of an eye, she smiled and took Yang Mo's hand and shook it to the next store.
From a jewelry store to a gift shop, and then to a clothing store full of fashion sense, Zheng Xiujing has always maintained abundant energy, especially in clothing stores......
Yang Mo didn't want to talk about that kind of experience more, it was completely torture.
It was getting late, Yang Mo carried a bag of invoices, and Zheng Xiujing had dinner at a nearby restaurant, they rarely seemed to come out to eat like this, because of Yang Mo himself, they ate at Yang Mo's house most of the time, which was a little different from others.
The dinner location was chosen by Zheng Xiujing, a seafood restaurant she liked, featuring a very fresh seafood pot, as well as a freshly chopped live octopus, when the octopus was brought to the two of them, those tentacles were still writhing wildly, and Zheng Xiujing was a little entangled when she saw it.
"Will they suck in their mouths?"
Yang Mo looked at those octopus tentacles and asked suspiciously.
Zheng Xiujing stopped looking at those things, turned her head to deal with the seafood pot, Yang Mo looked at her quietly, she didn't even eat, from her full forehead to her straight nose, she opened her mouth slightly, eating a shrimp very beautifully, the tips of her hair hung down slightly, slid down to the corners of her mouth, and then she picked it up and pinned it behind her ears.
As soon as she raised her eyes, Zheng Xiujing found that Yang Mo was looking at her, her eyes were deep, as if there was something, but she seemed to be just looking.
"Look at what, don't look at it."
Zheng Xiujing shyly stretched out her hand to block Yang Mo's sight.
"Look at a beauty, a person who really wants to hug."
Yang Mo looked at her and said with a soft expression.
Yang Mo's sudden love words caught Zheng Xiujing off guard, and inevitably blushed, and whispered: "There are many people." ” After being stunned for a few seconds, Yang Mo smiled: "Eat quickly, I'll take you to the supermarket later, how can I have the strength to buy things if I'm not full." ” Perhaps realizing that something was wrong with Yang Mo's state, Zheng Xiujing's eyes looked at him later, and the two of them returned to Yang Mo's villa after shopping in the supermarket, Zheng Xiujing finally couldn't help but speak steadily: "Yang Mo, you seem to have something on your mind." ” "Hmph," Yang Mo looked at her with a smile, gently stroked her cheek, and pinned the scattered hair behind her ears.
"It's just that I'm a little tired and want to hold you."
As he spoke, Yang Mo stepped forward and gently hugged her into his arms, and then slowly tightened, feeling the person in his arms, and the feeling of emptiness and exhaustion slowly dissipated.
Sometimes, people will be empty and unwilling to move, looking at the dripping rain outside the window in a daze, wanting to close their knees and shrink in the corner, wanting to stay in the dark, thinking quietly alone.
Yang Mo hugged the person in his arms tightly, smelled the fresh fragrance of her hair, felt her temperature and softness, a pair of plain hands gently wrapped around his waist, and carefully responded to Yang Mo in his own way, this small action made Yang Mo feel satisfied, not what must be done to soothe people's hearts, sometimes a hug is enough.
After a long time, Yang Mo let go of his arm and looked down at the fair face, the care overflowing in those eyes made him very happy.
"Thanks, Xiujing."
Yang Mo's smile regained its former warmth, and it was obvious that the hug just now had helped him a lot.
"I'm glad I can help you, Yang Mo, tell me something, I want to carry it with you."
Zheng Xiujing stared at Yang Mo's eyes and said seriously.
"Having you behind me is the biggest help to me, because you and I can get rid of that feeling, and I don't want you to be affected badly."
Emotions are mutually infectious, and although sharing can make the parties feel more relaxed, bad emotions are bad emotions and will not make people feel good.
Zheng Xiujing was unhappy that Yang Mo used this reason to prevaricate her every time, although she also knew Yang Mo's purpose, but Yang Mo's idea made her feel even more uncomfortable.
"You say this every time, every time you hide your mind in your heart, you don't let people see it at all, I don't know you at all, I can only passively accept your strange behavior, do you know how panicked I am!"
Zheng Xiujing's eyes were misty, tears were rolling in her eyes, Yang Mo's behavior made her feel very sad, she helped Yang Mo, but only let him return to that closed state, she even sometimes preferred Yang Mo to be a little out of control, because when he was out of control, she could see some of Yang Mo's thoughts.
The unknown always makes people feel panicked, Yang Mo is very good to her, but it seems that it has never been like a mountain in the fog, and that experience is really panicking.
Yang Mo gives people a completely contradictory experience, as if he is very cheerful, smiling at everyone, but there is always a gap between him and others that cannot be crossed; He can give people a sense of security, but the closer they get, the more likely they are to feel the fear of the unknown.
Yang Mo sighed, held Zheng Xiujing's face with both hands, lowered his head and stared into her eyes: "Xiujing, give me a chance, I will definitely tell you all when I feel bad, you have to help me at that time." ” Zheng Xiujing pouted, very unhappy, but her heart was already a little shaken.
"Then give you another chance, if you dare to use this reason to prevaricate me next time, I will definitely not admit it."
"Okay, that's it."
"Hmm."
Memories will start to blur after the night, because there are new memories that keep occupying your mind, layer upon layer, covering the old ones, and then each day is a new beginning.
The weather in July has begun to toss people, and most people are willing to hide in air-conditioned rooms at this time, but someone still has to run around outside.
In a car with R, Liu Zaishi took the paper and frowned and said: "People born on festivals, they have to choose a challenge and defeat each other, who do you want to choose, who are people born on festivals?"
” "Oba, I, I am."
Quan Sumin on the side opened his eyes wide and said excitedly.
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"You, what holiday are you?"
"Children's Day."
Quan Su Min said innocently.
"Su Min, don't make a fuss, you're from April, who else was born on the holiday?
Sunny seems to have been born on May 15th, so it should be the Dragon Boat Festival. ” "Oba make a call."
Yoo Jae-seok nodded and dialed Sunny's phone.
"Why did Oba call me?"
Sunny on the other side of the phone spoke in a relaxed tone, but there was some noise around him, and he didn't know where it was.
"Sunny, how are you doing?"
"Ne, it's good, is there something Oba is looking for me?"
Sunny didn't seem to have much time and asked directly.
"Your birthday is May 15th, right?"
"Inside."
"Are you free now, we're filming Running Man and need to find someone born on a holiday."
When Liu Zaishi spoke, Quan Sumin also listened with bated breath.
"I'm sorry, Oba," Sunny said apologetically, "I'm recording the show." ” "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm going to shoot well."
"Inner, Consanmida."
Sunny said with a smile, and suddenly remembered that there was another acquaintance who seemed to be born on a holiday, and it was not a holiday according to the lunar calendar.
"Oba, Yang Mo was also born on the holiday, Christmas, he should stay at home now, maybe you can look for him."
Liu Zaishi's eyes lit up: "Yang Mo?
Ah, yes, Yang Mo was born on Christmas. ” "Just choose Yang Mo."
Jun Somin said on the side.
"But if we choose Yang Mo, can we win?"
Liu Zaishi thought of Yang Mo's performance in the running man in the past, and said with some hesitation.
"Let's compare his weaknesses, the strengths will definitely not win, I'll compete with him in four dimensions."
Liu Zaishi shook his head: "He is sometimes out of tune compared to you, I look at it." ” "Fight?"
Jeon So-min waved his fist, revealing a very powerful expression, and waved his fist into the air, "Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
” "Su Min," Liu Zaishi said helplessly, "Let's think about the rest." ” "Let's ask his acquaintances, they must know Yang Mo's weaknesses."
Quan Sumin's eyes lit up and he said.
"That's right, just ask his acquaintances, Sunny, do you know what Yang Mo's weakness is?"
Liu Zaishi didn't go far and asked Sunny directly, and it was rumored that Yang Mo had a good relationship with Girls' Generation, so Sunny should know.
"Inside, Oba can challenge him to sing, and he will definitely win."
Sunny swore that he was obviously very confident in Yang Mo's extremely poor singing skills, and believed that he would definitely lose.
Speaking of Yang Mo's singing skills, Liu Zaishi hesitated, he still remembers Yang Mo's performance at the original unchallenged cross-border song meeting, it was not the performance that Sunny said that he would definitely win.
"Sunny, Yang Mo's singing skills seem to be very good, he was on the top of the pick, but he amazed the audience."
"It was an accident," Sunny reassured, "that's what I can think of you can do to beat him, and even though he has a bad sense of fashion, there's no way to challenge that kind of thing, and there's no way to quantify it." ” "Blowing up balloons through your nose?"
Liu Zaishi said cautiously.
"Yang Mo can hold his breath underwater for ten minutes."
"Funny?
No, not necessarily.
"It seems too much to ask an actor to be funny and please the audience.
Looks like that's all it takes, Sunny thank you!
” "It's okay, goodbye Oba."
"Goodbye."
The phone hung up, Liu Zaishi and Quan Sumin glanced at each other: "It seems that it can only be compared to singing, make a call first and see if he is willing." ” Another phone call: "Ah, Yang Mo, where are you?"
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