He Lu held the phone in a daze.

She said so many things to Yiyi, even if they were strictly counted from the time they were together, hadn't she said "I love you" before?

She felt shy almost instinctively, but she didn't flinch a little bit. Looking at the broken snow flying outside the window, she said softly: "Okay, I love you."

Although her voice was soft, it was so decisive that Mo Yiyi on the other end of the phone was stunned.

Never thought that He Lu could really say it without hesitation, after all, there is a difference between liking and loving.

Holding the phone, Mo Yiyi calmed down the lingering passion and shock that surged up.

half an hour.

"Yiyi, are you still there?" He Lu's voice sounded a little bit aggrieved, "I said it, but you don't say anything? I don't bring you like..."

She smiled, with a sense of humor: "What do you want me to say?"

He Lu was sad and angry: "Of course it's...that's it. I've said everything, and you have nothing to say to me?"

Mo Yiyi pursed her lips, but she didn't like her: "I'm very moved?"

He Lu said angrily: "Why are you moved, you..." She was so angry that she ran out of words, and you couldn't utter a suitable word for a long time.

"I was really touched."

"..."

Mo Yiyi's voice was no longer teasing, and it returned to normal, flat and light, but the sincerity was not lost by the distance and the signal, and it was accurately transmitted to He Lu's heart.

He Lu breathed lightly and listened quietly to the other side:

"I love you too, Lulu. It would be nice to finish the New Year sooner."

He Lu's heart seemed to be soaked in tomato syrup, sour and sweet.

She looked at Xue, smiled slightly and said, "It's going to be very fast."

The next morning, mother He got up to prepare breakfast.

The family always eats simple, cook some porridge and stir-fry two small vegetarian dishes, three people can handle a meal.

It's just that this morning, when she was preparing breakfast, she wasn't in the good mood she used to be, but was in a terrible mood.

What her daughter wrote, she was not as opposed to He Huaiyi as much, more disappointed and regretful, her daughter grew up and didn't kiss her, and she never told herself about it, so she didn't think it was a big deal, just a little surprised.As a result, the husband scolded violently and directly told his daughter to cry.

The little disappointment and regret were washed away by my daughter's tears and faded a lot. Now I can't help but blame my husband and make a fuss over a molehill.

"Mom, I'm taking this plate out." He Lu appeared in the kitchen, startling He's mother.

This is He Lu's habit in the past. He would come down to help with the fight, and when he got up late, he would help serve dishes and wash the chopsticks.

She looked at her daughter's slightly swollen eyes, a beautiful girl like this, a mother would feel distressed, she nodded, looked at her daughter's face, and said after deliberation: "Your father yesterday..."

"It's okay." He Lu interrupted her softly, showing a shallow smile, "Don't talk about this, let's eat."

He Lu came out with the dishes, and He Huaiyi was already sitting in the dining room.

He glanced at his daughter and said nothing.

He Lu put down the dishes, sat down, and said, "Morning, Dad."

In He Huaiyi's view, this is the meaning of admitting mistakes.

He resumed his usual calm tone: "I can still listen to good words. I'm doing this for your own good—"

"Don't chat about gossip while eating, can't you concentrate on eating?"

Mother He came out with another dish. Hearing what he was about to mention again, she couldn't help interrupting.

"How can this become an idle matter?" He Huaiyi put down his chopsticks, plausibly saying, "People's energy is limited, now is the time when she is full of energy, and when she gets married and has children, how can she have so much time? Study a lot and work hard in your career, and it will be difficult to go up when you are older."

In the end, he also made his own summary statement.

"You have to focus on doing things, and you will get nowhere."

"Eat, eat." Mother He picked up food for her daughter, her voice coaxing her a bit.

He Lu looked at him, nodded cooperatively, and said, "Father, you are right."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and started eating breakfast seriously with chopsticks.

The resignation report written last night has been quietly lying in the draft box of the mailbox.

Doing two things at once will only get you nowhere.

It took her so long to figure out such a simple truth.

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