Why do you have a crush on me again

That's an insight that teenagers don't have.

Qu Yun knew that he should be glad that the task he received was not against him.

"Maybe I'm just a fat cat to most people. But fat cats have claws too. You're a beautiful little tiger, but so what? No one understands you no matter how smart you are."

Ling Mo stood there, the hand holding the thermos bucket trembling imperceptibly.

It was as if something was beating on his heart, again and again, clearly about to penetrate him, but he couldn't restrain himself from looking forward to the moment when it would break.

The thermos in his hand was taken away, and he couldn't even react.

"Let's go! Let me tell you, the braised noodles my mother makes are delicious."

Ling Mo looked at the slightly round figure in front of him. He could obviously step forward and take the thermos back, but he still didn't do that.

When they passed a small shop, Qu Yun in front suddenly stopped.

He rubbed his chin and looked at himself reflected from the glass door, and exhaled melancholy.

"what are you doing?"

"You said... are you wandering downstairs of my house on purpose?" Qu Yun looked like "I suddenly became smarter".

Ling Mo's expression turned cold: "What do you mean?"

Qu Yun immediately smiled and said, "I mean you have a crush on me!"

Ling Mo turned around and was about to leave, but Qu Yun hurried forward and grabbed him.

"Don't leave! You can't make any jokes! Fat people don't have the right to be secretly loved!"

Ling Mo wanted to take back the thermos bucket in Qu Yun's hand, but Qu Yun refused to give it to him, so Ling Mo didn't grab it again, so Qu Yun walked forward quickly with the thermos bucket in his hand, while walking, he looked back to see if he was still there.

Ling Mo didn't speak all the time, but continued walking with him at a distance of about two or three meters.

At the door of the house, Qu Yun patted on the door: "Mom! Mom! I'm back!"

Liang Ru opened the door, and was about to teach her son to run outside when it was almost ten o'clock, when she saw a male classmate behind her son.

"Ah! I really went downstairs to find my classmates! Come in! Come in!"

"Hello, auntie. It's so late, I'm bothering auntie!"

"Don't bother! What's your name? You look so good!" Liang Ru brought Ling Mo slippers and let him in.

"His name is Ling Mo, the one in our class, ah, no, the best student in our grade!" Qu Yun said with a proud tone, as if he was not talking about Ling Mo, but himself.

"This is Ling Mo! When I hold parent-teacher meetings, I often hear your name! Auntie cooked braised noodles, come in and eat a bowl!"

"Mom... I am your son!" Qu Yun said helplessly.

"So what if you are my son? How much did you score in math? When I was called by the teacher, do you know how miserable I was?" Liang Ru almost picked his son's ear.

"Mom...you know that the most tragic thing in the parent meeting is not the teacher pointing at you and saying that your son said he only scored 35 in math."

While talking, Qu Yun found another bowl to hold the noodles.

"What is that?" Liang Ru asked angrily.

"It's our homeroom teacher pointing to another parent and telling you, that's your in-laws." Qu Yun poured a large spoonful of stewed meat sauce on the noodles.

"What? Do you still want to fall in love with the fashion? Then let me die." Liang Ru sighed.

Qu Yun beckoned: "Ling Mo, eat noodles, eat noodles! If you don't eat, you'll be mushy!"

"Auntie eating together?" Ling Mo looked at Liang Ru and said.

"I don't eat at night, it's easy to get fat at this age. Ling Mo is still sensible, unlike Xiaobei, who forgets her mother when she has classmates!" Liang Ru shook her head amusedly.

As soon as Ling Mo sat down, Qu Yun pushed the bowl of noodles full of braised pork to him.

"Hurry up and eat, and make up for what you didn't eat in the morning."

"What didn't you eat in the morning? Didn't Ling Mo eat breakfast in the morning? Child, listen to what Auntie said, you must eat breakfast, otherwise you will easily get gallstones!"

"Mom—you don't know, so don't talk nonsense. That's Ling Mo's aunt's family bullying..."

Before Qu Yun finished speaking, Ling Mo put down his chopsticks.

"If you say any more, I'll leave immediately." Ling Mo glanced over, not to mention, Qu Yun's heart was still chilled.

"Why don't you let me talk about it. Anyway, today is such a big show, and you are still worried that no one will know at the next parent meeting?" Qu Yun twisted his mouth.

Liang Ru was also very happy when his son took his classmates home to play for the first time, so he sat at the table and chatted with him.

"But Ling Mo, it's so late, why are you still outside? What's in this thermos?"

Liang Ru is an elder, and an elder who has good intentions towards him. Ling Mo's chopsticks were stuck there, and Qu Yun could tell that Ling Mo was hesitating.

To be honest, it is respect for elders.But telling the truth is like gaining sympathy and treating elders like guns.

Qu Yun lowered his head and sucked on the noodles. He didn't plan to talk too much. It should be Ling Mo's choice to say or not to say.

After all, Liang Ru works in a big company. She has seen a lot of sophistication, and she can see that Ling Mo is a child with strong self-esteem. She thought about it and said, "Ling Mo, how old are you this year?"

"14 years old." Ling Mo put down his chopsticks.

Liang Ru didn't tell him to continue eating, but said earnestly: "14 years old, that's a child. Aunt Liang doesn't look down on you, or think you are weak, but you need to know that some things in life are originally resolved by adults. Yes. You think you can be patient, but the patience at this time is actually a squeeze and waste of time and space in your life. You have time to be patient, so it’s better than what age you are and what you do.” Liang Ru patted Ling Mo said over his shoulder.

But she just clicked to the end, and didn't force Ling Mo to say anything, but got up and went to the kitchen to pack her things.

At this time, only Qu Yun and Ling Mo were left sitting at the dinner table.

Qu Yun said: "I think what my mother said is pretty good."

Ling Mo didn't speak.

Not long after, the keyhole in the house suddenly moved, and someone came in with a suitcase.

"Hey, husband, why are you back?"

The one who walked in was Mo Xiaobei's father, Mo Qing.

Wearing a pair of glasses and a white shirt, Mo Qing said at the entrance, "Xiao Bei only scored [-] points in the math test this time? I won't come back to take a look. This kid is going to go to heaven!"

"Uh...it's over..." Qu Yun glanced at Ling Mo beside him, and saw him standing up. There were so many people in the family, he was probably feeling uncomfortable, and he might have to leave.

Qu Yun quickly grabbed him, and said in a low voice, "Please don't go... If you're here, my father won't be ashamed to beat me up."

"You deserve it." Ling Mo said coolly.

"...It's really inhuman." Qu Yun's face wrinkled.

While changing his shoes, Mo Qing said, "I met people from Zhiqun's Institute of Pre-Death Research at this engineering meeting! I finally asked where Zhiqun's son is! He went to the same middle school as Xiaobei! How about you tomorrow?" Come with me to see that child!"

Liang Ru came over and chatted with her husband: "Are you going to school to watch? What do you want to prepare?"

"I don't know what kids at this age like. Buy some new clothes?"

"You are so funny, you have to see how tall and what shape the child is before you can buy it!" Liang Ru said jokingly.

"Alright. I plan to save about 1000 yuan for the child's education every month until he goes to college."

"Do you think Zhiqun can leave some money for the child? Money is a trivial matter. The important thing is that adults should always care about not letting the child feel that he has no family. Did you ask the child's name?"

"It's called Ling Mo. Humorous Mo."

Qu Yun looked at Ling Mo, and sure enough, he saw Ling Mo froze there and stood up.

As soon as Mo Qing walked in, he saw Ling Mo standing up. At that moment, he lost his mind for a moment.

"Xiao Bei, this is... is this your classmate?"

"Well, Dad, this is my classmate Ling Mo. But it's not the 'mo' who is 'humorous', but the 'mo' who is 'reticent'." Qu Yun became excited. He didn't know that Mo Xiaobei's father had been Looking for Ling Mo?

"You...your name is Ling Mo?" Mo Qing took another step closer and looked at Ling Mo very seriously.

Ling Mo said humbly: "Hello, Uncle. I've disturbed Uncle and Auntie's rest so late, so I'll go back."

"Ling Mo is leaving! I haven't finished eating the noodles yet! Could it be that Auntie's cooking is not delicious?" Liang Ru rushed out from the kitchen, then glared at Mo Qing, "You came back late at night, as soon as you walked in the door Just yell and scare the children!"

Mo Qing pressed Ling Mo's shoulder, and asked a little excitedly, "You...is your father's name Ling Zhiqun?"

Ling Mo nodded: "My father's name is Ling Zhiqun. Does uncle know my father?"

Mo Qing walked over in two or three steps, and suddenly grabbed Ling Mo's shoulder: "Like, you really look like your father! Sit down, sit down! Your father and I are high school classmates! Back then When the college entrance examination was resumed, your dad was admitted to the best university once, and I was admitted to the exam again. That year, I was in a low mood, and your dad kept helping me with tutoring, and then I passed the exam!"

Liang Ru also pulled Ling Mo to sit down: "Where have you been to the child's parent meeting? You are busy with your engineering projects every day! If you went to the parent meeting, you would have seen Ling Mo long ago!"

"Son, where have you been these past few years? How have you been? When your parents had an accident, I happened to be in the third year of my overseas studies. Xiaobei's mother took him to other provinces. I heard about your parents! Although we have less contact with each other after graduation, your father has always been my most admired friend!"

Ling Mo's eyes were red, his body was still stiff, but his throat was trembling uncontrollably.

At that moment, Qu Yun felt a little distressed when he saw it.No matter how outstanding Ling Mo will be in the future, he is only a teenager at the moment.

"I... I live with my uncle and aunt, and my life is okay."

As soon as Ling Mo finished speaking, he heard the sound of Qu Yun clapping his chopsticks.

"It's all right? Why don't you say you live on the moon now?"

Mo Qing and Liang Ru looked over and found that their son was full of anger.

"Xiaobei, what's the matter? Oh, my parents got a little excited when they saw the son of the former senior brother, and didn't worry about you being sorry!" Liang Ru thought it was her son who was jealous.

Who knows that Qu Yun said: "You are also obstinate to the elders who really care about you. Are you tired? Wait for my mother to hold a parent-teacher meeting and listen to those three aunts and six wives talking about how your aunt treats you and how your cousin bullies you." , my mother will definitely cry! My father will jump on the construction site! Are you interesting!"

"What's going on?" Mo Qing looked at his son.

Qu Yun said angrily, "It's not that Ling Mo lived with his uncle and aunt! His uncle and aunt took Li Yuanhang to occupy Uncle Ling's house, and they treated Ling Mo badly!"

"Mo Xiaobei!" Ling Mo glanced at Qu Yun.

Qu Yun, however, understood very well that even a young man still regards himself as a man in his heart.A man seems weak when he cries and complains to others, so what Ling Mo can't say, Qu Yun can say casually to his parents.

"Why stare at me? You stare at me, objective facts are facts, and will not be diverted by your will! A good person is a good person, and a bad person is a bad person!"

Mo Qing pushed Ling Mo down, looked at his son and said, "Mo Xiaobei, tell me! If there is something wrong, Ling Mo will correct it!"

Qu Yun had found an opportunity, he vividly told the story of Li Yuanhang bragging about beating Ling Mo and Chen Li not giving Ling Mo breakfast in the morning.

Some things need not be said too clearly. Although it looks like a small matter, adults can always rely on experience to guess the big things behind the small things.

Mo Qing is a high-level intellectual, and he is also noble in his bones, so he doesn't want to listen to such a mess in a petty citizen's house.Moreover, Ling Mo was the child of his good friend in high school, so the fire in his heart was burning to his forehead.

Liang Ru is also a careful master, and immediately thought of something: "Ling Mo, tell your aunt and uncle clearly, it's so late, Xiaobei saw you still outside, and your thermos, what's going on? Son?"

Ling Mo pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Ling Mo, do you still remember what Auntie said to you? Some things are resolved by adults. You have things you should do at this age, don't waste your energy, even if you think you can get through it." Liang Ru patted Ling Mo on the shoulder and said softly.

"When I was in high school, your dad and I always had something to say. I hope it can be the same between you and me."

Mo Qing's words made Ling Mo's eyes moisten instantly.

He told him about Chen Li asking him to go out and deliver buns to her husband.

As he spoke, Mo Qing clenched his fists. As an intellectual, he couldn't swear, but the veins on his forehead showed that he was really angry.

Liang Ru patted the table directly: "Is this Chen Li's brain trapped by the door? I know the location of the factory. Ling Mo ran to deliver some ghost buns at night, and he had to walk for more than ten minutes after getting off the bus! How can I catch the last bus?" Go home! Isn't it sick that she put so much effort into dealing with a child?"

"Mom...so that's the case? I thought I was just trying to manipulate Ling Mo...you're smart, Mom!" Qu Yun gave Liang Ru a thumbs up, not forgetting to flatter his mother.

Liang Ru patted her son on the head: "You think everyone else is as stupid as you!"

The author has something to say: DAY8

Qu Yun: You are so boring.The young master has made a decision. If you are embarrassed to say it in the future, the young master will say it for you!Ensure that the atmosphere is rendered in place, the feelings are sincere, and others can empathize!

Ling Mo: Well, I have always wanted to say this sentence.

Qu Yun: Let me see, what is this?I like you to death?

Ling Mo: Thank you.

Qu Yun: Ghosts like you to death!

Ling Mo: You are that ghost.