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The past in memory is actually not too far away.On the day we broke up, from sunny to rainy, there was a bitter smell in the air.

A sourness hit his heart, Lin Qiao's lips trembled slightly, he wanted to say "I forgot", but he said——

"It's good to have someone take care of you for me..."

After hearing what he said, Han Zhao turned his head away all of a sudden, and remained silent for a long time.

There was a low hum from the idling engine, and Lin Qiao looked down at the row of buttons on the center console with a dull expression.

After a while, a slightly hoarse voice came from his ear: "Does Xie Rui take care of you?"

"Ah, this..." Lin Qiao smiled, "It doesn't matter anymore, isn't it just that I have a stronger desire to control? Could it be because of this that I divorced him?"

Han Zhao suddenly grabbed his hand: "Can't you?"

The fingers are warm, and the ring is slightly cool.Lin Qiao raised her head and stared blankly at the corners of his red eyes.

"This joke is not funny."

After that, he pulled out his hand and prepared to get out of the car.

When pushing the car door, Lin Qiao pushed too hard and almost hit the people standing outside.

The middle-aged woman outside the door dodged to the side, but after standing still, she still stared at Lin Qiao.

"mom?!"

Lin Qiao looked up and found that her mother was standing beside the car. She didn't know when she came or how long she stood there.

"Why don't you go in?"

"I came back from grocery shopping - I saw a person in the car who looked like you, and I was almost hit by your door when I walked over."

Lin Qiao closed the car door: "I didn't notice, stay away from the cars parked on the side of the road in the future."

Qiao's mother said "hmm" to him, but her eyes were on Han Zhao who was getting off from the other side of the car.

Han Zhao carried Lin Qiao's briefcase and computer bag in the car, walked around the front of the car, and walked to Lin Qiao's side.

"Auntie."

Qiao's mother looked Han Zhao up and down in a suit, and her eyes stopped for a while at the corners of his red eyes.

"Why is Xiao Han in Shanghai?"

"I have returned to Shanghai and am now working as a lawyer." Han Zhao replied.

"Well, anyone can open a hotel, so don't waste the books you study," Qiao's mother said lightly, "You and Lin Qiao are..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a screeching sound of brakes not far away.

The black sports car stopped close to Han Zhao's car, Xie Rui got out of the car, and slammed the door with a "bang".

Lin Qiao watched Xie Rui approaching helplessly, and called "Mom" in Shanghai dialect.

"Xiao Xie is here?" Mother Qiao asked gently, "Is the road blocked?"

"It's okay," Xie Rui said, taking the vegetables from Qiao's mother's hand, "The vegetables are so heavy, I'll accompany you to buy them in the future."

"It's easy to get back from get off work," Qiao's mother smiled, pointing to Han Zhao and said, "Lin Qiao's classmate."

"know."

After saying these two words, Xie Rui just looked at Han Zhao and didn't say hello to him.

Han Zhao met his gaze and looked at him for a while, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he looked away.

"Auntie, I'll go first."

Han Zhao returned the briefcase in his hand to Lin Qiao, turned around and got into the car.

After he left, Xie Rui also went to drive: "You go up first with mom, and I'll park the car."

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The dinner at Lin's family has always been hearty. After entering the house, Qiao's mother has been busy in the kitchen, Xie Rui installed apps on Lin's father's mobile phone in the living room, and Lin Qiao played a new mobile game released by Xie Rui's company.

Just on the way from the entrance of the community to home, Lin Qiao sent Xie Rui a WeChat message, saying that his car broke down, and he ran into Han Zhao while working on a project, and Xie Rui replied "Got it" in seconds.

"Lin Qiao," Mother Qiao leaned out of the kitchen with an empty bottle in her hand, "Go to the supermarket in front of the neighborhood and help me buy a bottle of soy sauce."

Without raising her head, Lin Qiao bumped Xie Rui with her elbow.

Xie Rui stood up immediately.

Seeing this, Qiao's mother closed the kitchen door with a "bang".

Lin Qiao was taken aback and looked up at her innocently.

"There are so many kinds of soy and old soy sauce, Xie Rui is a foreigner, how do you let him figure it out?!"

Lin Qiao replied subconsciously: "Give him an empty bottle? He can read."

Mother Qiao didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly.

Lin Qiao stood up immediately: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm going to buy it right away—what brand do you want?"

Qiao Ma's face turned pale: "Haitian Straw Mushroom Soy."

Putting away the phone, Lin Qiao put some change in his pocket, took it to the door and left.

Seeing him go out, Mother Qiao waved to Xie Rui: "Thank you for coming."

There was steam in the kitchen, Qiao's mother opened the drawer, and took out an identical new bottle of soy sauce.

The lid of the pot where the braised pork was cooking was opened, and Mother Qiao poured some dark soy sauce into it, and used a spatula to flip up and down the bright pork belly and dried bamboo shoots.

"Mom, teach me next time," Xie Rui stood by and watched her cook, "I always cook Western food, so I'm afraid he'll get tired of it."

"Don't get used to him," Qiao's mother put the lid on the pot, "Why don't you eat this or that? It would be nice if someone cooked for him."

"It's no wonder that he—Mom's cooking is so delicious. I've eaten too much with you, and I've started to picky eaters."

Mother Qiao smiled, put down the spatula, and went straight to the point: "Do you know Han Zhao?"

Xie Rui said "hmm": "The ex-boyfriend who has dragged Lin Qiao for more than ten years."

Mother Qiao sighed, and then asked, "How did they get together today?"

"Lin Qiao ran into a project in the suburbs," Xie Rui said, "His car broke down, and Han Zhao sent him back."

After hearing this, Qiao's mother was thoughtful.

"Xiao Xie, I doted on Lin Qiao. He is unwilling to make do with food and clothing, let alone feelings - no matter what happened between him and Han Zhao, if he chooses to marry you, he must be sincere .”

Xie Rui nodded: "I know."

"However, Lin Qiao's heart is very soft." Qiao's mother changed the subject, "He can't say harsh words to his friends, and he can't be cruel."

The braised pork pot was gurgling and bubbling on the stove, and Qiao's mother frowned slightly, obviously worried about Lin Qiao's bad personality.

"Mom," Xie Rui said after being silent for a while, "I understand what you said, there is something I've been thinking about for a long time, and I've always wanted to discuss it with you..."

When Lin Qiao came back from the supermarket with a bottle of soy sauce, there was already a table of dishes at home.

Seeing the shiny braised pork on the table, he muttered, "Isn't there soy sauce?" and was urged by Mother Qiao to wash his hands and eat.

Stir-fried waist clams, steamed abalone in black bean sauce, choked shrimp... There are a lot of seafood and river delicacies on the table, and the braised pork is just a supporting role.

Lin Qiao picked up a choking shrimp that was still trembling slightly, and said with a smile, "It's fortunate that Xie Rui grew up in France, otherwise he would be scared to death."

Qiao's mother gave him a white look: "How can people who can't eat together live together?"

Lin Qiao touched his nose: "That's true, it's too painful."

The food is delicious and the mood is good.Lin Qiao and Papa Lin poured some wine. During the dinner, the family talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

When talking about the recent work, Xie Rui said to Lin Qiao: "You have been busy around since the beginning of this year. When the project at hand is finished, shall we find time to go on vacation?"

Lin Qiao nodded and said yes, then asked him if he had any idea where to go.

"Go to California? SanDiego is good."

San Diego is famous for its beaches, but Lin Qiao had never been there, so he agreed again.

Unfortunately, he has never heard of another famous industry in San Diego.

"The beach there is nice, and you can interview the surrogate mother by staying a few more days."

"Ah?" Lin Qiao stopped the chopsticks, "What did you say?"

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