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On the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liang Xinhe drove back from outside and was chatting with Han Kailiang on WeChat.

"Don't you have any plans tonight? Why don't you come over for dinner?"

Liang Xinhe went from the underground garage to the first floor, ready to go out to buy something, and sent her a WeChat message: "No, I can just eat something."

"His father is watching the child, why don't we find a place to have a drink when I come out later?"

"No, you're at home with the child. Didn't you say you're going to wean him?"

"Well, I want to take advantage of these few days of vacation to stop him. All right, then call me if you have something to do."

Liang Xinhe stood in place and looked up at the sky.Foggy blue sky, dark clouds covering the moon.

This year she will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone.

Han Kailiang was a little worried about himself.

Actually, she's fine.

She originally wanted to go to a nearby shop to pack some food, but when she left the gate of the community, she didn't know what to eat for a while.

Then the phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

She picked it up, and it turned out to be Zhou Yan.This person's original phone number was blocked by her, and she called from another one.

"have you eaten?"

Liang Xinhe's tone suddenly sank: "What's the matter?"

"It's a holiday, I care about you."

"...It's nothing, I'm closing the line."

"Hey, can't we talk? Come out for a meal together? I invite you."

"..."

"where do you live now?"

"Zhou Yan," Liang Xinhe felt that this person was very unpleasant, "Are you bored? Can you be a qualified ex?"

Zhou Yan was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "What does a qualified predecessor look like?"

"It's the same as being dead." Liang Xinhe hung up after finishing speaking, then blocked, and let out a sigh of relief.

In the past, she spent the Mid-Autumn Festival either with her mother or with Zhou Yan.So what was she calling now?Looking at yourself as a joke?It can't be the resurgence of old feelings, can it?

Liang Xinhe snorted, no matter what medicine she sold in her gourd, she didn't bother to care about her, but being interrupted like this, her mood couldn't be called beautiful, and she lost her appetite for food.

She walked to the nearby Meiyijia, thinking about buying some snacks and forgetting about it, but ended up buying two cans of Snow Beer and came out.

Turned back to the community.

There is a huge moon lamp on the open space of the lawn, and beside it is a huge rabbit lying alone, with strange proportions, emitting light alone.

Liang Xinhe silently looked up a few times, feeling that the property owner was not doing his job well enough.

"Baby, have you bought the movie tickets?"

"I bought it, I bought it at 35:[-]."

"Hurry up, hurry up, or it will be too late."

"Don't you want to eat?"

"Buy two cups of milk tea and popcorn, and forget about supper later."

"Okay, listen to you."

"Then hurry up and call a car..."

A couple were discussing while walking, and when they passed by her, the girl glanced at the lamp in astonishment, covered her mouth and smiled, and teased her boyfriend: "Oh my god, it's too ugly..."

The man cast a glance: "Big ugly! The taste of the property is really bad!"

The two walked quickly.

Liang Xinhe looked up at the rabbit, shrugged: "Look, I'm not the only one who thinks you're ugly, right?"

Rabbit is silent.

"Well, I don't dislike your ugliness, I'll accompany you for a while!" Liang Xinhe said to it seriously, then went to a nearby chair and sat down.

Rabbit still didn't respond.

The moon in the sky is still hiding in the dark clouds.

Liang Xinhe sat for a while, then suddenly smiled.

It's over, the holidays drive people crazy, especially if they're single.

Speaking of which, how do other normal lovelorn people do?How long does it take for someone who doesn't cheat and doesn't seamlessly connect to start the next relationship?

Is there any tutorial for this?

Should she join some local group or sign up for a blind date software or something?

But when I thought about getting to know people again, finding topics, getting closer, and communicating with each other...

Tired of thinking.

Besides, when you are in love, you have to pay attention to the throbbing of the past and the moon, right?

But how can it be so easy to find an occasion under the moon and moon?

Even after going through the hot field in the early stage, confirming each other's intentions, and the promotion of "the flowers before the moon and the moon", there are still many practical problems of running-in.

Also too tired.

Liang Xinhe sighed, staring at the rabbit in front of him.

There are no flowers before the moon, but more ugly scenes in front of you.

Why don't you stop staying in the community and go out for a stroll?

She slid open her phone, and there were group messages of blessings on WeChat, both received and sent by her.

The circle of friends is very lively, there are too many people who have programs scheduled tonight.

She came out of the circle of friends and slid back and forth in the dialog box.

"Happy holidays." This is what Ning Xi sent her.

Liang Xinhe stroked her chin. This was the first time that Ning Xi sent her a WeChat message.

"Happy holidays, what are your plans for tonight?"

"Dinning with the family."

Here are a few of their chat records.

Everyone has arrangements, but she is alone.

Liang Xinhe took out the beer from the bag, tore open the can, and took a sip.

Suddenly, a slender figure walked over from the ground and stopped beside her.

Liang Xinhe turned his head in astonishment, with a smile on his face: "You came back so soon?"

"Well," Ning Xi looked at her, "are you here alone?"

"Yeah, it's quite boring." Liang Xinhe took another sip of beer.

Ning Xi asked her, "Can I sit down?"

"Huh? Of course." Liang Xinhe was a little surprised.

Ning Xi sat down, let out a low breath, and glanced at her plastic bag.

Liang Xinhe blinked and handed her another can of beer.

"Thank you." Ning Xi took it, pulled it away, raised her white and slender neck slightly, and took a sip.

Liang Xinhe's eyes fell on the opening of the can, where there was a shadow of lipstick.

Tonight, Ning Xi is wearing a white shoulder-length silk cotton dress, with a thin waist pinched out by black bows on both sides of the waist, which is simple and has a sense of design.

She also put on makeup, not too heavy, which made her facial features more refined. At this moment, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her troubled appearance made her a little hotter than before, and the distance was not so far away.

"What's wrong?" After a while, Liang Xinhe asked.

Ning Xi's chest rose and fell slightly, and she looked up at the sky.

The mother and the person she likes will get the certificate today, and the two families will have dinner together tonight.

She and her brother, the uncle's son and grandson were all in attendance.

The atmosphere was pretty good at first, and her gift was happily accepted. The uncle even dragged his mother to put it on on the spot, and praised her for choosing well, thanking her for the gift.

Ning Xi thought, he really is as good as what his brother said, he is not bad.

The conversation at the banquet was very pleasant, and the two old people inevitably chatted about the situation of their children.

"Ning Huai works in Beicheng, and his wife is a classmate, and the eldest daughter is going to take the high school entrance examination this year...Look at these two children..."

"Looks really good, like a father and a mother, hey, the little grandson looks about the same age as my family... Is he 8 years old?"

"9 years old, uncle." Ning Huai answered with a smile.

"It looks very tall." The uncle's son also joined the topic.

"Very thin, picky eater."

"This kid is also..." The uncle's son touched the head of the little boy next to him.

"He's very skinny..." Uncle said with a smile, looking at the silent Ning Xi, "What about Xiao Xi? Are you married?"

"... Cough, she hasn't done it yet." Mother picked up a piece of beef and put it in his bowl, "Try this beef tenderloin with pepper."

"Oh," the uncle ate, seeing what Ning Xi wanted to say, the mother hurriedly found another topic and prevaricated.

She also diverted from any topic about herself later on, as if she was something forbidden and could not be known.

She barely stayed until after dinner, then found an excuse to go out.

While waiting for the car, to her surprise, her mother also came out.

Ning Xi felt that she had something to say to herself, so she canceled the car order.

The mother didn't take the initiative to bring up the issue, and she didn't say anything. After a few minutes of stalemate, the mother spoke first: "Listen to Ning Huai, you and Zhang Nisi separated?"

Ning Xi tensed her body slightly and hummed.

Mother endured it, but couldn't hold it back: "I said a long time ago...you... have no future, stay together if you want to be together, and leave if you don't. You have no sense of responsibility at all..."

Ning Xi pursed her lips tightly.

"They are all women, and they have to be given in by others. How can they give in to each other? How can there be good results when they are together?" The mother sighed, "You are 36, what are your plans next?"

Ning Xi's throat choked slightly, her chest heaved heavily, and she said slowly, "You also know that I have the ability to take care of myself and live a good life, so you don't have to worry about the rest."

The moon above her head did not come out for a long time, and she left with a mood as dark as a dark cloud.

At this moment, Ning Xi looked at the moon still hiding in the clouds, and the scene just now came to mind, and said softly: "I had some trouble with my mother, so I will leave first."

Liang Xinhe was stunned for a moment, she looked at Ning Xi's side face, and didn't speak for a moment.

Ning Xi lowered her head and didn't look at her, but took another sip silently.

For a moment the two did not speak.

Just drink quietly.

People passed by one after another, some came down to take out the garbage, some came down to take a taxi, and their faces were full of holiday comfort.

Liang Xinhe went to look through the bag and found two small packets of pork jerky in the bag. She tore open a small packet and handed it to Ning Xi.

"This is what you gave me to eat, and now I borrow flowers to offer Buddha," she blinked and smiled, "Eh, no, this is called returning things to their original owners?"

Ning Xi looked down at the pork jerky that had already been opened, her eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "The vocabulary of idioms is quite large..."

"Pfft..." Liang Xinhe laughed softly, and he also tore open a bag and started to eat.

"Come on, let's have a drink." She took the beer can and stretched it towards her. Ning Xi also brought it over and touched her lightly.

The two took a sip together.

They were silent again.

Liang Xinhe found that the silence between her and Ning Xi was no longer awkward, and she didn't have to bother to go to the hot spot. Instead, it became extremely relaxed, spacious, and time slowed down.

In the quiet atmosphere, the light of the street lamps is quiet and gentle, even the ugly rabbit lighting is much more pleasing to the eye.

There was a warm airflow enveloping her heart, and it surged up warmly, and the words in her heart came out naturally: "Actually, sometimes I envy the chance to have trouble with my mother..."

She paused, turned her head to look at Ning Xi, successfully interpreted her expression, and smiled: "Of course, I know that every family's situation is different."

"My mother has passed away for three years." Liang Xinhe gently wiped his nose, "I can only talk to her in my dreams."

Ning Xi's chest was suffocated, she pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Are you sick?"

"Well, cancer."

Liang Xinhe's eyes fell on the ground in front of him: "I am a single-parent family, and I don't have much impression of my father. My mother is a teacher. When I was young, I liked to draw. In order to make more money, she gave extra lessons to students on weekends, winter and summer vacations, oh , At that time, teachers in public schools in small counties were able to make up lessons for students, but now they can’t.”

Ning Xi nodded, watching her silently.

"So she didn't have much time to accompany me, but I lived a very happy life. My mother doted on me very much and didn't let me do housework. You know, I washed the dishes for the first time when I was in junior high school. Now I don't Can cook..."

Liang Xinhe paused, looked away, put his hands on his knees, spread them out, and then clenched them lightly: "I used to know that my mother worked hard, but I didn't know how hard she was until I started working. She has worked hard all her life." I haven't remarried, and I spend most of my life around me, and I don't see her have any friends. In the past few years, I often think that my mother must be very lonely..."

At this moment, her eyes became a little watery, and her tone became longer and longer: "I really want to know my mother at this age, talk to her more, and listen to her complain about how tiring raising a child is, and the student's grades are improving." Anxiety like not being able to go up..."

Ning Xi was stunned, no wonder she was crying at the hospital while talking to her friend about what pregnant women should pay attention to. At that moment, she must have thought of her mother...

She looked at Liang Xinhe quietly, her gaze had a tenderness that she couldn't even notice, her hand was one step ahead of her, and when she realized it, it had already landed on her shoulder.

This action stunned each other.

Just a moment.

Liang Xinhe's shoulders were very delicate, and he could feel a bit of bone.

Ning Xi's palm was soft and warm to the touch.

In an instant, the air becomes a vacuum.

Ning Xi's palm froze, then he patted her, and quickly took it back.

Liang Xinhe rubbed his ears and smiled at her.

Ning Xi also smiled back at her, staring down at the can in her hand, maybe after hearing Liang Xinhe's sincere words just now, she felt that she had to say something, otherwise it would definitely affect her mood.

"My situation is a bit different. My relationship with my mother is not very good."

She paused, and tried to continue: "I am a divorced family. When I was young, my father and I went to Beicheng. He didn't care about me. My mother has to work in Xicheng and also takes care of my brother. She has no time for me."

She paused again: "I came back to West City only after graduating from junior high school. Because my grades were so bad, I couldn't get into a better high school over there. My cousin and brother were worried and brought me back."

Having said that, Ning Xi glanced at Liang Xinhe, and found that she was looking at him, her eyes were focused and soft, which made people feel the urge to continue talking.

Ning Xi slightly pulled the corner of her lower lip: "My relationship with her has always been very estranged. It was my cousin who took care of me. Of course, I have a bad personality and I don't know how to get close to people. In addition... I was in front of her during college. Coming out of the closet...so..."

Ning Xi shrugged, raised her neck, and took a big sip of her wine.

Liang Xinhe was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Actually, fate is also important between parents and children. Sometimes, I just think that it is enough for parents to live well."

Ning Xi nodded and looked at her sideways: "... Then is your father still there?"

"Are you there? I don't know." Liang Xinhe thought for a while and said, "He sent money before I was 18, but he never came to see me. After 18, he didn't hear from him."

Ning Xi: "My dad immigrated and there is no news."

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

Liang Xinhe sighed: "I watched too many irresponsible fathers who abused their children in the social news, and I told myself that if people don't bother me, I will pay the child support. It's barely qualified, so don't ask too much... Hehehe..."

Ning Xi sighed softly: "...It's better if he doesn't show up. As for my mother, I don't expect to have a better relationship with her, as long as she is happy."

Liang Xinhe silently handed over the can, and Ning Xi touched her.

……

It was a bit late at night, and the evening wind blew away a bit of the heat, brought a bit of autumn, and also thinned the dark clouds in the sky, half covering her face.

Ning Xi leaned back, letting the wind blow her hair, and her depressed mood was relieved for a long time. It turned out that it felt so good to talk to someone.

Her eyebrows relaxed a little, her eyes fell on Liang Xinhe's face, and she smiled: "Actually, tonight is the day for her to register with the person she likes. As a junior, I will also attend. I even bought a gift, who knows... ..."

She shook her head: "In the end, we broke up unhappy."

The more Liang Xinhe listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, his eyes flickered: "...the Chow Tai Fook ring you bought at the mall the day before yesterday, is it for your mother?"

Ning Xi: "That's right."

"Ah?" Liang Xinhe covered his lower lip in surprise, "I, I thought, I thought..."

Ning Xi raised her eyebrows lightly: "Why..."

"Cough," Liang Xinhe felt embarrassed, a little hesitant, "I thought you bought it for your ex-girlfriend...cough, cough I guessed wrong."

Ning Xi was stunned: "..."

Didn't expect such a turn of events.

The four eyes met, and neither of them spoke. The originally harmonious atmosphere of the conversation became subtle because of the increasing silence.

"Ah, I'm just guessing casually, it's impossible..." Liang Xinhe first looked away, concealing the inexplicable panic in his heart.

"...No..." Ning Xi said in a low voice, swallowing to relieve the tight throat, "If she really gets married in the future, I... will bless her too."

"Sincere."

"... Oh." Liang Xinhe didn't look at her, the corners of his lips raised, she bit it, and suppressed the raised arc.

Until this moment, the round moon finally revealed her true face, leisurely shuttled out from the dark clouds.

The author has something to say:

There are still quite a lot of details in this chapter, and I will not express it when I understand it in the end.

The cold came again.

I want to ask for leave, but I don't have time to rest. I am not sure when I will return. I will write this article wholeheartedly after I finish other tasks.

I don’t need to comment to tell me to take a good rest. I don’t have time to rest at all. Tears, let’s talk more about this book, so that I can be encouraged. Bow, thank you~