fall in love with dancing prince

Chapter 36

Mother's voice was the same as usual, calm: "Xiao Mo, your grandma is seriously ill."

Not sick, but seriously ill.These simple words, this subtle difference, why did some kind of fragmented sound penetrate her mind.

How long this phone call lasted, she didn't know, or she didn't even hear what her mother said after that.

When Su Yang came back with the food, what he saw was Xiao Mo staring blankly at the table, neither speaking nor sad or happy.He had never seen her so godless like a puppet.

Hastily put down the miscellaneous bowls and chopsticks in his hands, rushed to embrace her in his arms, and asked with concern: "Xiao Mo, what's the matter? Did something happen just now?"

"Su Yang." She pressed her cheek against his chest and shook her head sullenly.For a long time, she listened carefully to catch the steady and powerful heartbeat coming from her chest, and asked him in a weak voice: "You won't leave me, will you?"

"Fool, what are you thinking about?" Although Xiao Mo's answer reassured him a lot, a trace of worry flashed across Su Yang's face. That worry was filled with reasons Lin Xiaomo couldn't understand.

"No random thinking," she said, "just to make sure."

"Believe me, no matter who wants to leave you, I will not leave."

"Su Yang, what nonsense are you talking about!" What stung her most sensitive nerves, Xiao Mo's voice suddenly rose an octave, "No one will leave me, no one will!"

The embarrassment caused by this kind of too obvious roaring, they have just entered into a sweet love, in fact, no one can bear it.So they looked at each other silently, she didn't know if she should apologize by herself, and he did the same.

Cutting off the communication between eyes, she and him lowered their eyebrows and put food into their mouths.None of them spoke again, and Su Yang never even asked her why she was stunned for something from the beginning to the end.

To Xiao Mo, this meal was tasteless, but to Su Yang, it was also full of worries.

What is she running from?And what is he hiding?
These questions were all classified as fruitless, but it was obvious that since that day, no matter where he was, Lin Xiaomo always felt panicky and at a loss.She didn't know how to express the panic in her heart to Su Yang, or rather, Xiao Mo always felt that as long as she didn't say anything, everything would be as if it hadn't happened, and grandma didn't seem to have received the so-called serious illness wanted make.

Suddenly felt ridiculous, after so long, she was still the fearful girl from before.

Some people say that love will make people grow, but Xiao Mo hasn't changed much.However, she has not yet understood that what really makes people grow is the difficulties and entanglements in love.In this world, there is never such a good thing as being able to grow sweetly without experiencing pain.Even if there is, it is far from the turn of such an ordinary she, him, and them.

On the morning of Christmas Eve, Xiao Mo was held by Su Yang's clumsy and heavy hand as usual, and wandered on the increasingly cold road of University A.When the phone rang suddenly, she suddenly felt her heart was tightly clenched in one place, shrinking, timid, and trembling.At this moment, it seemed that the leaves that had fallen in late autumn all fluttered and fell from the branches.

Lin Wenjun's gentle and deep voice quietly told the truth: "Xiao Mo, I'm sorry, Dad divorced her."

"..." She stopped, searching for words that could be used to deal with this kind of situation from her almost blank mind, "Got it."

The first phone call, 28 seconds, disintegrates an entire home.

She called her mother and said, "Mom, I already know."

"Then will you ask for leave and come back to City N?" On the other end of the phone, there was a choked-up sob, "...Baby, come back to see your grandma, okay?"

The second call, 34 seconds, passed away a close person.

It turned out that when she evaded and dodged unconsciously, her family was ruined and people died.

Caught off guard, the phone slipped from the wide glove and fell straight to the ground.She looked up at his questioning eyes, and said, "Su Yang, it's already very cold this winter before it snows."

As if he understood something, he took a step forward and kissed her eyes with crystal clear tears.Hidden in the corner of her eyelashes, his lips opened and closed, and whispered, "Xiao Mo, don't be afraid, you still have me."

"How can you not be afraid..." She hugged his waist tightly behind her back, wishing she could melt herself into his warm breath, "This Christmas Eve, it's really cold, Su Yang..."

"I understand, baby, I understand." The first time he called her a baby, it was in such a situation, "When you want to cry, remember to hide here and cry, that's fine. Although I..."

Su Yang hesitated to speak, Xiao Mo blinked his eyes and insisted not to cry, but refused to let go: "What about you?"

"Forget it, it's okay... It's windy outside, your face will be frozen from the cold later, I'll take you to the fresh fruit baby house, okay?" His voice was gentle, as if coaxing the simplest child.But she nodded, was coaxed by him obediently, and followed him obediently.

A quarter of an hour later, in Fresh Fruit Beibei's room, he and she were biting two straws and sharing the same cup of pearl milk tea.

Su Yang lovingly stroked her hair that hung on her shoulders, and said in a persuasive manner, "Xiao Mo, if you still have a half chance of figuring out the ins and outs of the facts between these two things, then why are you hiding?"

"Do you think it won't hurt if you figure it out?" She smiled wryly, "What good is it..."

"Then, won't it hurt if you escape like this?" He just followed her words, "Lin Xiaomo, you look, but you are actually very fragile."

He said, Lin Xiaomo, you look, but you are actually very fragile.

At this moment, what overlapped together was the memory of the first meeting, and it was in his firm and cruel words when he had never tasted the bitterness.

So caught off guard, with a slap, tears dripped into the tall glass, and the light-colored and attractive milk tea rippled, hitting the glass wall again and again, desperately.

He silently raised his hand to wipe away the crystal tears left in the corner of her eyes, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, as if he couldn't bear it, but also seemed to insist.

He said: "Xiao Mo, call Dad, and I will accompany you to face it together."

He said, "Little Mo, be brave."

He said: "Xiao Mo, I love you, believe me."

……

It's not that she doesn't believe him, but she doesn't believe in herself.But looking at Su Yang's earnest and expectant eyes, she suddenly felt that maybe this was also an opportunity for her to grow.

If she was with him, could she really be a little braver?

Three seconds later, Lin Xiaomo hurriedly got up from the chair, leaned over to look at Su Yang's face without saying a word for a while, and finally sat back to his original position without saying anything.

This action may seem abrupt, but it is not.It was in these brief seconds that she convinced herself.

So before Su Yang could react, Xiao Mo had already taken the phone and dialed Lin Wenjun's shortcut number.She thought, what he said was right, it was impossible to escape without pain, so timid, it became useless instead.

Beep——soon, the phone is picked up.

"Dad, I want to know why you guys divorced." She cut to the point, afraid that if she hesitated for a second, she would shrink back, run away, and be unable to ask.

After the voice fell, there was only even breathing in the earpiece, which showed that Lin Wenjun was really listening.He mused, unable to speak for a long time.The longer the silence, the colder Xiao Mo's clenched fists became.At the moment when she thought she was about to hang up the phone, Dad finally squeezed out these words from his throat: "Because...she has been with someone else for a long time."

Xiao Mo suppressed the trembling of his voice, and asked concisely: "Who?"

"Su..." Lin Wenjun said a long name, but a group of noisy people suddenly poured into the Fresh Fruit Babe Room, so Lin Xiaomo actually only heard the word "Su".

Sue?Su what.

She involuntarily distorted the development of the matter to a direction that was quite out of control, and a faint intuition in her heart told her that this was indeed the case.

Standing up and walking out of the drink shop, she stood outside the door of Fresh Fruit Beibei, persistently repeating the question just now: "Who?"

(End of this chapter)