MTL - Back To the Past To Fall In Love-Chapter 142

It wasn't an illusion. At this moment, there was no sound of breathing in the room.

Xu Ziran looked at her mother's face and instantly changed color.

"It seems to me in the book." Xu Ziran immediately added.

However, it is clear that although many daughters are good girls in the eyes of their mothers, Xu Ziran does not belong to this category. Mother Xu looks at her suspiciously—no, it is better to say that there is absolutely no doubt rather than suspicion. letter.

Xu Ziran was unavoidably flustered - firstly, because she had no intention of taking the blame, she and Qiu Yurou have been in the clear for so many years, and secondly, because the topic was too sensitive, so she turned her face away and pretended to be a spoiled child: "Oh, mother, you Why are you saying this, I'm embarrassed."

There was still silence.

Obviously, this hypocritical remark was not moved by Mother Xu.

After about three minutes, Xu Ziran felt her mother stand up and walked out of the room silently.

And the whole night that followed, Xu Ziran was aware to some extent that her mother was unwilling to leave, and occasionally saw her eyes, which were not the same as before.

While she was bothering about this, Mother Tian asked her if she knew about Tian Jiaqi's whereabouts. Although Xu Ziran had already drawn a clear line with Tian Jiaqi, after all, she had been a friend for so many years and was a neighbor, so she couldn't be easily separated. Seeing that Mother Tian was sad, she only comforted and explained, hoping that the other party would feel better.

Because of these things, it had been an hour since Xu Ziran saw the congratulatory text message from Qiu Yurou.

She quickly replied and explained it. After clicking send, she felt that it was still not working, so she simply hid on the balcony and made a phone call.

As soon as the phone was picked up, Xu Ziran hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see something just now."

Qiu Yurou naturally didn't care: "Is it busy at night?"

"It's not too busy..." Xu Ziran hesitated for a while, then told about Tian Jiaqi and Xia Qian.

After Qiu Yurou heard this, she was silent for a moment and said, "This doesn't seem like something Tian Jiaqi would do."

Xu Ziran took it seriously: "That's why I also think it's strange, is there something tricky in it? After all..."

Qiu Yurou knew what Xu Ziran meant. After all, Tian Jiaqi and Liu Yizhen had been in contact, and no one knew what would happen later.

However, Qiu Yurou could give an accurate answer to this matter.

"I'm afraid it has nothing to do with Liu Yizhen. My mother told me that Liu Yizhen's current situation is not very good."

"What's wrong?" Xu Ziran cheered up.

"I didn't say the specifics. It seems that Governor Liu has been double-checked. Now Liu Yi is really working on this matter, but I heard that there is little hope."

"That's it." This was expected, but Xu Ziran couldn't help showing a smile, and said at the same time, "Then it should be just the two of them. On the evening of the New Year's Eve, don't say these spoilers. What did you eat?"

The two of them talked nonsense for half an hour, until Qiu Yurou said her father was looking for her, and then hung up the phone reluctantly.

After hanging up, Xu Ziran sighed in front of the dark night sky for a while, then turned around—

"My mother!" Xu Ziran took a step back in fright because he turned to look at the vaguely seen figure behind the curtain, leaned against the balcony railing, and almost didn't fall.

At the same time, she found out that the one who startled her was really her mother.

Xu Ziran pressed her heart beating violently, and said, "Mom, how long have you been standing?" Xu Ziran was worried that if the other party had been standing since the beginning of the call, he would be thinking nonsense when he heard something.

Mother Xu's eyes were deep - of course, this may be mainly because the balcony was not turned on - the atmosphere was a little weird.

After a long time, Mother Xu said, "Call Qiu Yurou."

Xu Ziran's heart skipped a beat, why did he call him by his full name? Usually her mother called Qiu Yurou "Rourou".

She swallowed and nodded.

"It seems to be in a good mood? Her parents are at home."

After listening to Xu's mother saying this first, Xu Ziran guessed that Xu's mother should not be there when Liu Yizhen was mentioned earlier, so she should have only heard some sweet words later.

Xu Ziran didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to be more nervous.

After all, her mother hadn't given her any clear reaction to the incident during the day.

She nodded and said, "Yeah, it just happened to be here."

Mother Xu said, "If you don't come back, you are going to live at her house, right?"

Xu Ziran: "…"

Xu Ziran couldn't say anything to explain, because it was the truth, but the problem was, the reason she did this must not be the same as what her mother thought!

Sure enough, seeing Xu Ziran's silence, Mother Xu probably thought it was the default, shook her head, and turned away.

Xu Ziran felt that even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she couldn't wash it, but after thinking about it, she felt that there was no need to wash it, anyway... it's a matter of time anyway.

It's just that her mother's reaction, she is really unpredictable.

She hesitated whether to discuss this matter with Qiu Yurou, and after thinking about it, she felt that the outcome of this matter was difficult to say, so she decided to wait until everything was settled before talking to Qiu Yurou.

She was living this New Year's 30 with a heavy heart, and she was not even interested in replying to the New Year's greetings she kept getting on her mobile phone, until she saw a new text message reminder and found out that it was from Tian Jiaqi.

[Happy New Year, sorry for what happened before. 】

Xu Ziran hesitated for a moment and replied—

【what are you thinking? 】She sent this text message not for herself or for Tian Jiaqi, but for Aunt Tian and Uncle Tian.

Reply there soon-

[Actually, there are not many complicated reasons. In that case, you can only leave first. 】

Xu Ziran looked at this sentence and moved her fingers on the keyboard for a long time, but in the end nothing was sent.

She was thinking all over her head, and she always felt that Tian Jiaqi was selfish, but in this case, the other party was much more decisive than herself.

Probably because Tian Jiaqi is such a person.

Xu Ziran thought about these things, and her head hurt. Fortunately, a text message from the company quickly diverted her attention. After replying to the necessary people, she realized that it was very late. Strange thing, today she There was no impression of the system "coercing" her to go to bed on time.

She quickly flipped out the system and flipped through the message list.

Sure enough, there was no news to remind her to go to bed on time, but there was another sentence—【Happy New Year】

Every year in the past, it has never been so smart.

Then think about it, it should be related to "Qiu Yurou".

Happy New Year, this was originally a very simple wish, but Xu Ziran felt mixed feelings when he saw it here.

So she murmured to herself in a low voice, "Although I don't know what to say to you, but—Happy New Year."

…

On the morning of the first day of the new year, Xu Ziran was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

It was still bright and bright, but she couldn't sleep. The cold she got a few days ago was not getting better. It was good and bad. This morning, it seemed to be more serious, and her nose was blocked.

She rubbed her nose and went downstairs to pour water. When she went to the living room downstairs, she found that the living room door was open. After drinking water, she went out by the way. At the door, she found her mother squatting in the yard with her head down, not knowing what to do.

She walked over slowly and saw her mother squatting in front of a firecracker, holding her chest with both hands, as if in deep thought.

Xu Ziran walked closer, the other party probably heard footsteps, and raised his head quickly, when he raised his head, he wiped his face with his hand.

Xu Ziran was startled all of a sudden, because although she wiped her face, Xu Ziran could see that her mother was crying.

All the construction Xu Ziran had done in her heart collapsed, she was at a loss, and she didn't know what to do.

Her mother stood with her back to her and said, "Why do you get up so early today, are the firecrackers too loud?"

Xu Ziran didn't have time to speak, because his nose was itchy, so he sneezed first and then blew a snot bubble.

Mother Xu looked back and saw Xu Ziran looking so embarrassed, and sighed: "Of course, when will we grow up."

Xu Ziran feels that she has always been quite mature, and people around her have various evaluations of her, but she has never been "naive", so Xu's mother will express such emotion, probably because all mothers feel that their children will never be grow up.

Mother Xu still had a teardrop on the tip of her nose. She probably didn't feel it, so she didn't wipe it. She took out a roll of tissue paper from her pocket, handed it to Xu Ziran, and said, "Blow your nose quickly."

Xu Ziran took it and tore off a section, but first stretched out his hand and wiped the tear from Mother Xu's nose, then clenched the tissue and clenched her fist.

She didn't know what to say, so after a while, she only said in a heavy nasal voice, "I'm sorry."

Sorry for disappointing you.

Sorry to worry you so much.

Sorry to put you under so much pressure.

Mother Xu looked at her.

The sky is blue-gray, the morning mist rises from the ground, and the water vapor wets the flowers and plants in the yard, everything looks fresh and lovely.

However, in this space, the atmosphere of the two is heavy and subtle.

Xu Ziran's voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry, if I choose to live with one person in this life, that person must be Qiu Yurou. I like her, not just like a friend, but a lover's liking, admiration, and attachment."

"I'm sorry for not being able to meet all your expectations."

Xu Ziran raised her hand slightly, wanting to hug her mother, but found it difficult to do so.

She doesn't know what kind of reaction her mother will give her next, she can only guess through past experience, and I'm afraid it won't be particularly wonderful.

So she could only look down at her feet, waiting for the coming storm.

However, in the icy morning wind, only a calm voice with a sigh could be heard—

"So, what are you going to do next? Mom doesn't understand you, but it's good to have someone to take care of you."