My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

So it turns out she was just being delusional?

This evil!

Lin Mo felt a little uneasy under her mother's gaze, and couldn't help but swallow. She quickly changed her tune, "It's not entirely for Xiaoyuer. Of course I know Mom likes strawberries too. It's half and half."

"Ah--"

Lin Shu sneered, "A man's words are deceitful; before I beat you up, you'd better grab your food and disappear!"

"As ordered!"

In just over ten seconds, Lin Mo rushed out of the house and, after arriving downstairs, felt a chill run down his spine.

Too dangerous!

It seems I should be more careful in front of my mother in the future, otherwise I might lose my life!

A dozen minutes later, Lin Mo appeared at An Youyu's doorstep.

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I."

Lin Mo was very satisfied with An Youyu's decision not to open the door directly. His repeated instructions had finally made the girl remember them.

Water droplets clung to An Youyu's bangs, and upon seeing Lin Mo outside the door, her dimples appeared. "Bringing breakfast again?"

"if not?"

After Lin Mo entered the house, he placed the breakfast from the lunchbox on the table while looking at An Youyu.

An Youyu unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes with her hands hanging down. "Why are you looking at me?"

"curious."

"What are you curious about?"

"Usually, you resist when I bring you breakfast, but today I didn't see the slightest resistance on your face, so I'm quite curious."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, An Youyu's eyes showed helplessness, and she said weakly, "What's the use of resisting? Anyway, Auntie won't agree, so Youyu can only make the best of a bad situation."

"Finding joy in suffering?"

"No."

Meeting Lin Mo's ambiguous gaze, An Youyu quickly explained, "It's not what you think. Auntie makes breakfast for Youyu every day, and Youyu is very grateful to her."

"Then you just said..."

"Slip of the tongue."

Lin Mo's eyes were filled with laughter, and he stopped teasing her. "Alright, come and eat."

An Youyu ran to the kitchen and brought out a new stool. The stool was already clean, but she still carefully wiped it with a tissue. "Last night, I bought a new stool at the shop. That way, when you come to my house, you won't have to stand all the time."

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat. "You've gone to so much trouble."

"It's no expense; the bracelet Auntie gave me is more expensive than the stool."

An Youyu raised her eyebrows and spoke softly. She lifted her sleeve, revealing her slender wrist and the bracelet on it.

The silver composite chain is exquisitely crafted with intricate workmanship, interspersed with two or three strands of silver wire, and paired with two small lotus pods of icy jadeite, reminiscent of the ancient "Jiangnan Rain" bracelet style.

The sound produced when two icy jadeite stones collided was crisp and melodious.

The style of the bracelet complements An Youyu's natural elegance and gentle demeanor.

A touch more would be too strong, a touch less would be too weak; it must be just right.

This scene captivated Lin Mo, leaving him mesmerized.

Human warmth is hidden right before our eyes...

Chapter 67 didn't say the dress was pretty.

"Why...are you looking at me like that again?"

An Youyu blushed under Lin Mo's gaze, and her already soft voice was tinged with shyness.

Lin Mo coughed lightly, withdrawing his gaze without changing his expression. "It's nothing, I just felt you were being too formal. My mom gave you a gift because she likes you and cherishes you."

Upon hearing this, a look of reminiscence flashed in An Youyu's eyes, "Yes, Auntie was very good to me, just like my mother-in-law..."

"Mother-in-law?"

Lin Mo's eyes flickered. "What mother-in-law?"

"I……"

"Say!"

In order to prevent An Youyu from refusing, Lin Mo simply did not give her a chance to speak.

Noticing the urgency on Lin Mo's face, An Youyu pouted, "Why are you being so fierce? I didn't say I wouldn't tell you."

Lin Mo chuckled awkwardly, pulled up a new stool, and sat down next to An Youyu. "I was just curious, I definitely didn't mean to be mean to you."

"It's obviously there."

Seeing Lin Mo lean closer, An Youyu instinctively stepped back. "Before I was seven, I lived in a small mountain village, and my grandmother always took care of me; until..."

As she spoke, she stared intently into Lin Mo's eyes, as if seeking confirmation or seeking validation. "A flash flood submerged my home and took my mother-in-law with her. I almost lost my life too, but luckily I was rescued and then adopted into an orphanage."

"call--"

Lin Mo's expression was extremely complicated. "It's all in the past. Don't keep these things in your heart. We need to look forward. Just like you said last time, as long as you are willing to keep trying, there is light in the world. One day, you will grasp that light."

A gentle voice reached An Youyu's ears, and she murmured, "Actually, I have already seen that light."

"Ok?"

"No, it's nothing."

An Youyu quickly lowered her head and subtly wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes. "Let's eat together. Auntie made more food."

"it is good."

Seeing that An Youyu didn't want to say more, Lin Mo didn't press her further. He knew this girl's personality; she was usually very weak, but she was surprisingly resilient at heart.

She didn't want to talk about it, and no matter how much you pressed her, you couldn't get an answer from her.

The moment Lin Mo put down his chopsticks, An Youyu naturally got up and began to tidy up, an ordinary task that she handled with remarkable elegance.

In a slow and deliberate moment, my heart fluttered.

"Let me do it."

"You're a guest, how can I let you do this..."

Before An Youyu could finish speaking, Lin Mo interrupted without batting an eye, "Before I came here, my mom specifically told me to wash the lunchbox. If I didn't, I'd definitely get a beating when I got back. Little Yu'er, please have mercy and don't get me into trouble, okay?"

"I...didn't mean to hurt you."

An Youyu looked conflicted, glanced down at the lunchbox in her hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and then silently placed it on the table. "Thank you for your hard work."

"What's so hard about washing a lunchbox?"

Lin Mo was afraid that An Youyu would change her mind, so the moment she put down the lunchbox, he quickly picked it up and headed to the kitchen.

An Youyu followed behind, worried that Lin Mo wouldn't know how to use the kitchen utensils, so she thoughtfully explained, "This is the faucet, this is dish soap, and the thing hanging above is a dishcloth..."

"OK!"

Lin Mo placed the lunchbox in the sink, raised an eyebrow at the girl, and said, "Get out."

"You can wash yourself, why do you want me to go out?"

"Because your presence will affect my performance."

"what?"

An Youyu stared blankly, mouth agape. "Washing dishes... can be affected?"

"can."

Seeing Lin Mo's reaction, An Youyu had no choice but to leave the kitchen, muttering under her breath as she wiped the table, "What's the big deal about washing a lunchbox..."

After An Youyu left the kitchen, Lin Mo smiled, took out two hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and placed them in a conspicuous place on the kitchen counter, then quickly washed the lunchbox.

After leaving the kitchen, he made sure to close the kitchen door behind him, so that An Youyu wouldn't find the cash on the counter when she left.

"Alright, shall we go?"

"Ah."

An Youyu had just agreed when she seemed to remember something, and a hint of hesitation appeared on her face. "Um... could you go out and wait for me first?"

"why?"

"I...I...want...you to go out first."

"..."

Seeing that the girl couldn't get a clear answer after several attempts, Lin Mo rolled his eyes and waved his hand helplessly, "Fine, fine, I'll go out."

"Click——"

Lin Mo stood outside the door, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, secretly pondering the flash flood that An Youyu had mentioned before dinner. For some reason, he had a strange sense of familiarity with it.

I don't know how much time passed, but the lock turned, and the door opened the next second.

An Youyu walked out.

Compared to before, she had changed from her school uniform to a light blue long dress, and her waist-length hair was draped down her back, with only a few strands falling in front of her.

Coupled with that radiant and spirited face, Lin Mo's eyes widened slightly. Realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly looked away. "Why did you change your clothes?"

"Doesn't it look good?"

"nice."

An Youyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I also think the dress Auntie gave me is very pretty, but I'm a little reluctant to wear it."

Lin Mo clenched his fist and gently tapped An Youyu on the head. "Silly girl, if you don't wear pretty clothes, are you just going to leave them to collect dust?"