"I don't want to eat it." Ouyang Yuntian's voice was dull, and even his eyes were red.

Song Haohao's heart hurt, and he picked up the bowl of noodles with his own hands.

Like coaxing his son to eat when he was a child, he handed it to him softly: "If you don't want to eat, eat a little more." Look, Ziyi's noodles are so good. There are eggs and green onions, and it makes you want to eat them. ”

Mom handed over the noodles with her own hands, and of course Ouyang Yuntian couldn't ignore them.

He reached out and took the white porcelain bowl with the noodles and glanced at it with interest.

found out that my mother's words were really not exaggerated.

This Zhang Ziyi should have good craftsmanship.

Thin white noodles, verdant green onions.

On the clear soup noodles, there is a yellow and white poached egg.

It looks like it's full of color, flavor, and flavor.

made him, a person who originally had no appetite, even have a bit of a spontaneous appetite.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't say anything more, and buried his head in picking up a chopstick noodle to eat.

Seeing that his son began to eat noodles silently, Song Hao felt a little relieved.

She didn't bother her son either, just sat beside him with him in such an empathetic way.

When Ouyang Yuntian put down the dishes and chopsticks, Song Haohao asked with a smile, "Are the noodles delicious?" ”

To be honest, the taste of this bowl of noodles is really good.

After all, Ouyang Yuntian had eaten them all.

However, because it was the noodles cooked by Zhang Ziyi, whom he hated.

So, he just said perfunctorily: "Generally, I'm mainly hungry." ”

Song Hao Hao smiled clearly, and taught his son seriously: "Yuntian, you treated Ziyi like that just now, are you right?" Diverting your own bad emotions to another innocent person is not the work of a manly man. ”

"Maybe not. In front of her, I can't be a gentleman and a good person, and I can't be a manly husband. Ouyang Yuntian's head grew as soon as he heard Zhang Ziyi's name, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, I'm really annoying her." ”

"Mom is strange, why do you have such a deep prejudice against Ziyi?" Song Hao Hao didn't know why, and asked solemnly: "She is a little girl who is helpless and just wants to make movies and act, what is there about her that you can't get used to?" ”

"It's because of her that Qiaozi and I ......" Ouyang Yuntian clenched his fists heavily, and his deep black eyes were covered with a lingering heavy haze: "Anyway, it's all her fault." ”

"What do you mean, Qiaozi or, misunderstood you and Ziyi?" Song Hao frowned and asked.

"No, Qiaozi didn't misunderstand." Ouyang Yuntian shook his head, and finally couldn't help it, like a wronged child, his eyes were red and he said, "Actually, Qiaozi just doesn't love me......"

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place. A small bookstore

Always sunny and cheerful, the son of a hip-hop.

Now, for the sake of a woman, it's uncomfortable to be like this.

Song Haohao's eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Son, you also know that Qiaozi doesn't love you." In love, there is no right or wrong. Mom, like you, likes to be pretty. However, to be a husband and wife, you still have to pay attention to fate. You and Qiaozi lack a little fate. If you are sad and wronged, your mother can understand it. However, it is impossible for a person to live a lifetime and everything will go smoothly. As long as you get past this hurdle, you'll be fine. Children, be more open-minded and think more broadly about everything. Although you and Qiaozi can't be husband and wife, your dedication to this relationship is worth it, and you don't have to regret it. Mom believes that in this life, in Qiaozi's heart, you will be a special good friend. ”

Ouyang Yuntian raised his hand to cover his sore eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I have no regrets, and I don't blame the pretty posture." I just can't forget her. When I think of today, it should be the day of our engagement. My heart hurts terribly......"

"It's okay, it's going to be fine." Song Hao gave his son a warm hug, and pretended to smile lightly: "Isn't it just a broken love?" Not to mention you, many great people have also encountered it. A manly man, if you don't experience a broken love, you really can't be considered a complete life. ”

Ouyang Yuntian understood his mother's good intentions, and said in a low voice: "Mom, thank you."

"Are you still so polite to your mother?" Song Hao glared at his son with disgust, got up and pulled him up, and explained without saying anything: "Go up and wash your face and sleep, and then take your father and me to go out and have a good time." The affairs of your company have already been arranged anyway. In those days, I'll be a tour guide for our whole family. There are many attractions in the country, I want to go to see them. ”

"Okay." Ouyang Yuntian replied simply, and finally, he was no longer sitting alone like a stone pillar.

Together with my mother, I went upstairs.

……

When Han Yi came back after buying lunch, he saw Mu Qiaozi standing alone on the balcony.

Staring intently at the picturesque scenery outside the window, quietly thinking about what was on your mind.

He put down the food bag in his hand, walked over and gently hugged her into his arms: "The call is over? ”

"Hmm." Mu Qiaozi nodded and said with a wry smile: "I didn't say a word, he hung up quickly." ”

Han Yi can understand the complicated and indescribable feelings of the beloved girl.

He didn't ask her too much about what the phone was talking about.

Just hooked his head and kissed her softly, took her hand and said, "Let's go eat first." ”

The two of them came together and sat down at the round table outside the suite.

Han Yi opened the food bag, took out the lunch boxes inside one by one and opened them.

He didn't have a simple and convenient picture, so he only bought two servings of claypot rice and came back.

Instead, I deliberately found a restaurant with a good environment and fried a few delicious home-cooked dishes.

Each of them is Mu Qiaozi's favorite food.

There is also a bowl of fragrant crockpot chicken soup.

Mu Qiaozi couldn't help but say, "Why do you buy so much?" There were only two of us, and we couldn't finish eating. ”

"You need to take supplements." Han Yi handed her a bowl of rice and said in a low and earnest voice, "Qiaozi, I'm sorry." Last night, I was the only way to get you out in that way. ”

Mu Qiaozi lowered her beautiful eyelashes like butterfly wings, ate silently, and ignored him.