MTL - An Impossible to Reject Confession-Chapter 10 Melancholy doesn't add points unless it's good...

Arbor's house is very elegant, but the owner's intentions can be seen from a yard. In the same square courtyard, Xu Youyou's house simply planted a grapefruit tree, and then There is a set of tables and chairs at the bottom. The yard of Qiao Mu's house has been carefully decorated, full of flowers and plants, and exquisite rockery, as if walking into the Suzhou garden in the play.

White cobblestones paved a winding path from the gate of the courtyard to the brightly lit main house. Xu Youyou held an umbrella and walked on it, as if passing through the pattering rain.

Qiao Mu quickly walked across the courtyard into the main house, put away the umbrella and turned around, seeing the girl stunned halfway, a little strange: "Why are you standing there?"

Xu Youyou smiled and raised her eyes, the warm yellow light of the main house reflected in her eyes: "I like your yard."

"You don't have to stand in the rain to watch if you like it, isn't it cold?" Qiao Mu asked.

If it wasn't for Xu Youyou's strange illness of being afraid of the cold, he would not have brought Xu Youyou home.

Xu Youyou snorted and ran over.

"Slippers." Qiao Mu handed over the slippers with one hand, and took the umbrella in Xu Youyou's hand with the other, put it away, and put it in the corner with his umbrella.

"Mumu, who is here?" Grandma Qiao heard the movement and came out of the kitchen.

"Hello grandma." Xu Youyou smiled and waved at Grandma Qiao.

"Hello, Mumu, is this your classmate?" Grandma Qiao looked at Xu Youyou with a kind and unfamiliar gaze.

Xu Youyou was startled and looked at Arbor in surprise.

"Yes, this is my classmate, Xu Youyou." Qiao Mu turned to look at Xu Youyou, looking a little nervous, "Student Xu Youyou, this is my grandmother."

"Hello, my name is Xu Youyou, the grapefruit of grapefruit. It's raining, so I came to your house to hide from the rain." Xu Youyou didn't ask any further questions.

"Welcome, the meal is ready, Yuyou, right, stay for dinner together."

"Uh..." Xu Youyou looked at Arbor.

"If you don't dislike it..."

"I don't dislike it, how could it be, thank you grandma." Xu Youyou agreed.

Anyway, when I go back to the main street, I also eat takeaway with Ms. Ji, home-cooked food and takeaway, normal people know how to choose.

"Okay, Mumu treats your classmates well, and I'll add another dish." This is the first time Qiao Mu has brought classmates back, and she is a beautiful female classmate. Grandma Qiao must help her family. The grandson was entertained.

Only the two of them were left in the main house. Although Xu Youyou was very curious about the fact that Grandma Qiao suddenly didn't know her, she didn't ask much: "What, me and I Mom sent a WeChat message and told her that I would not go back for dinner."

Xu Youyou took out her mobile phone and quickly edited a message to Ms. Ji.

"My grandmother's mental state is not very good. Occasionally, her memory will be confused. In the morning... but it will return to normal as long as she sleeps, so she doesn't remember the morning events." Qiao Mu explained.

"Oh." Xu Youyou didn't expect Qiao Mu to take the initiative to explain to her, she didn't know how to react when she heard such a thing.

"So...the morning thing can..."

"Don't worry, I won't mention it." Xu Youyou said.

"Thank you." Qiao Mu said after a pause, "Don't mention my Go game."

"Didn't you play Go since you were a child? Why can't you mention it?" Xu Youyou was surprised.

Qiao Mu frowned, with a look of reluctance to mention more.

"Okay." Xu Youyou agreed.

"Thank you."

Qiao Mu took Xu Youyou to the restaurant, and then went to the kitchen to help grandma serve the dishes. After a while, the three of them had a hot meal. This was the first time Xu Youyou had eaten after returning to China. Serve home cooking.

In addition to instant noodles, Xu Youyou can only bake toast. Her mother, Ms. Ji, is better than her and can fry green vegetables, tomatoes and eggs, but the taste is very general. After Xu Youyou returned to China for such a long time, he basically relied on take-out for his three meals. Fortunately, Chinese food, even take-out, is countless times better than foreign food. But compared with Grandma Qiao's craftsmanship, it's not a grade.

"Grandma, the dishes you cook are delicious. No wonder Qiao Mu is so fat. If I can eat these dishes every day, I will gain weight."

"..." arbor.

"Eat slowly, as you said, this is actually an ordinary home-cooked dish. If you like it, come here often in the future." Although the grandson is filial and sensible, his personality is too quiet.

"Then you ask Qiaomu to call me more, or I'll be embarrassed to come." Xu Youyou hit the snake with the stick.

Qiao Mu glanced at Xu Youyou in disbelief, don’t you people who come back from abroad understand politeness?

"Okay, Qiaomu, I will ask you to eat more in the future." Grandma Qiao said three good things in a row, and since the meal, the smile on her face never faded.

Qiao Mu saw that her grandmother was rarely happy, so she said nothing, nodded and hummed.

"Come on, have another bowl of soup." Grandma Qiao poured a bowl of pork ribs soup and handed it to Xu Youyou.

"Thank you, grandma." Xu Youyou took a sip of the soup, "By the way, grandma, did you set up this yard?"

"Yeah."

"You are amazing. It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful yard. It looks like it's on TV."

"Look at what you said, I just arranged it when I was idle and bored."

"Grandma, your clothes are also beautiful, and you look very elegant."

"What temperament, these are my clothes more than ten years ago."

"Grandma, you haven't lost your figure for more than ten years, it's amazing..."

Qiao Mu lowered his head and pulled the rice, silently watching Xu Youyou coax his grandmother into laughing, this meal, more than the past six months, I don’t know, I thought he It's a guest for a meal.

"You girl, you have a sweet mouth and a handsome face." Grandma Qiao boasted with a smile.

Sweet mouth, Xu Youyou probably knows what it means, but what does long handsome mean?

After a meal, the rain stopped, and Grandma Qiao asked Qiao Mu to send Xu Youyou home.

On the way, Xu Youyou couldn't help but ask, "Does grandma say I'm handsome when she says I'm handsome?"

Although I don't understand the specific meaning, I can probably guess it, it must be a good word.

Qiao Mu looked at the girl in amazement, what did he answer?

"Does it mean to look good?" Seeing that Qiaomu didn't answer, Xu Youyou couldn't help asking again.

"Hmm." Qiao Mu couldn't bear it, and hummed. Although he was affirming his grandmother's words, Xu Youyou's question always gave him the illusion that he was complimenting Xu Youyou's beauty.

"I really look good." Xu Youyou was instantly satisfied.

Qiao Mu glanced at her and couldn't hold back: "You grew up abroad, are you all so confident?"

"Are you not confident?" Xu Youyou asked rhetorically.

"..." Well, he overestimated Xu Youyou's Chinese level, and obviously satirized that she couldn't understand.

"Let's go, walk a little further and you'll reach Main Street." Qiao Mu took the lead.

"Okay." Xu Youyou took a few steps to keep up, when suddenly the phone rang, Xu Youyou glanced at her, and her expression changed.

"I'll answer a call." Xu Youyou gave Qiaomu a message before connecting.

"Mr. Xu, do you have anything to do with me?" Xu Youyou asked.

The caller was Xu Youyou's father Xu Wenguang. When Xu Wenguang heard his daughter call him Mr. Xu, he suddenly became angry: "I'm your father."

"Oh." Xu Youyou's whole person was cold and indifferent, and she was completely different from the narcissistic person who made her look good.

The alley was very quiet at night, Qiao Mu could even hear the voice on the other end of the microphone, he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the alley was so big, he didn't dare to go too far, he could only be embarrassed He stood there, pretending he couldn't hear.

"Did you get the camera?"

"Received." Xu Youyou said.

"I heard from your mother that you are better."

"It's okay."

"Listen to your mother and call me if you have anything."

"I still lack a computer to edit photos." Xu Youyou took the opportunity to make a request.

"Got it, let someone buy it for you tomorrow." After speaking, Xu Wenguang hung up the phone.

Xu Youyou put away her phone, and saw Qiaomu standing not far away waiting for her, she explained casually: "My dad, ask me if I'm ill."

Qiao Mu was a little surprised. For children whose parents have just divorced, this should be a topic that they do not want to be brought up and touched, but Xu Youyou seems to have completely ignored it.

"He and my mother felt that I was stimulated by their divorce. One or two wanted to compensate me, so I took the opportunity to buy everything I wanted." Xu Youyou hehe The smile is so embarrassing.

Qiao Mu suddenly envied: "I believe what you said."

"What?"

"You are not stimulated by the divorce of your parents." Qiao Mudao.

While they were talking, the two had come to the main street of the ancient town. It was only after eight o'clock. The main street was already full of people and it was very lively. The red lanterns are particularly beautiful against the street scene of the ancient town.

Xu Youyou couldn't help but raised her camera and took a picture of the street.

"Look, what do the people in the photo have in common?" Xu Youyou raised the camera to Arbor.

"I'm very happy." Qiao Mudao.

Xu Youyou took out her mobile phone with her right hand, snapped a picture of Qiao Mu, and then held it up to Qiao Mu to show his own photo: "How about you?"

Qiao Mu looked at himself in the photo and remained silent.

On the billboard is a boy playing the piano with his eyes closed.

Qiao Mu looked over and his eyes moved slightly.

Qiao Mu waited and couldn't see Xu Youyou's back, so he walked back, and when he was about to reach the door of the house, the phone suddenly rang.

Qiao Mu saw the caller ID and connected with a smile: "I just saw your billboard."

The caller was the young man on the billboard just now. The young man's name was Lu Shi, the son of Uncle Qiao Mu, three months older than him, and a young actor.

"The one who plays the violin?" Lu Shi asked.

"Well, my acting has improved so much, I almost didn't recognize it." Qiao Mu praised.

"Doesn't it look familiar to you?" the other party asked.

"It's completely different from the way you look in life." Qiao Mu affirmed the other's acting skills.

"I acted after you." Lu Shi said.

Arbor was stunned.

“Not like you?” Lu Shi asked.

"Someone said just now that melancholy doesn't give me points for my appearance."

Five points handsome."

"Go away." Qiao Mu laughed.