Chapter 1206 Romantic and cruel time

  A rare weekend.

  Qiuqiu does not have to work overtime, Mosi does not have to go to work, Wang Bibi stayed at school and did not come back.

  When Mosi opened his eyes, he found that the room was still dark. Don't think about it, it must be the curtains. He raised his hand to see that it was already 8:40.

  He rarely gets up at this point.

  The action of watching the time twitched the quilt, Qiuqiu on one side also opened his eyes.

  There was still a deep sleepiness in her voice, and she yawned softly, "What time is it?"

   "It's almost nine o'clock."

"this late!?"

"Um."

  Mosi just finished responding, he felt that his thigh was kicked slightly, "I blame you, I don’t know how to control it!"

   "Where is it."

  Mosi also raised his leg and pressed Mosi, "Yesterday, it should have been Qiuqiu's compensation for me."

   "I put the pigeons for so many days before, even if it only compensates for 1/10 of the time, yesterday is not enough."

   "I have been restrained enough."

  He is still dissatisfied.

  Qiuqiu was unable to discuss this with him anymore, "Okay, stop..."

   "How old are you, let's not quarrel about such a thing!" Qiuqiu said, his face gradually warming up, "In the morning, don't talk about this, talk about something else."

  "Or get up now and have breakfast?"

  "Let’s talk about something else." Mosi immediately made a choice, "There is food in the incubator, and you can have breakfast when you wake up. It’s very convenient without making it." It also saves time.

   "Well, what about talking?" Qiuqiu gathered the quilt, "What shall we talk about?"

  Mosi immediately chose the topic he was most interested in now, “Just talk about the wedding of that Mr. Jiang and your good friend Merlin.”

  "……"

  Qiuqiu slowly poked his head out.

  Mosi also sat up. It is winter now, but there is a thermostat in the room, so even if he opens the quilt and is not wearing any clothes, he does not feel cold.

   "I remember your friend and Mr. Jiang, should we meet after us?"

   "Right." Qiuqiu said, "I don't know much about this kind of thing, it should be almost the same."

   "How old is that Researcher Jiang this year?"

   "He is someone else’s boyfriend, I don’t know."

   "It's okay, let me see StarNet."

  Mosi immediately logged on to his star network. Jiang Xue has become famous recently, and there are a lot of information about him on the star network search.

  "Born in 5325, about 35 years old this year."

  "Really young." He sighed and said, "In the blink of an eye, I am 48 years old. Before this year, I will be 49 years old. In another year, I will be 50 years old."

  "The journey of life is about to finish 1/4."

  His words are all hints.

   "What do you want to say?"

   "Straightforwardly, when do you like to go around?"

  Mosi stared at her for a long time, "Well, I just want to ask President Jiang, before I turn 50, can I fulfill my wish to be a groom?"

marry.

The topic of    was officially brought up when both of them were sober.

  At the earliest, Mo Si and Qiuqiu had just been dating for a few days, and Mo Si hesitated and said to Qiuqiu that she hoped she could marry him.

  Of course, there was a joke at the time. Afterwards, the two people lived happily together. They lived together, depended on each other, loved each other, and were each other's closest partner.

  In the past few years, the two people have been busy in their respective careers, gathering less and more, and occasional gatherings have brought tiredness after dealing with their careers.

In love in such a state, Mo Si never mentioned marriage again.

  Because that is not the most suitable time.

  But it is now. A project has passed, and the autumn and autumn holidays are over. Mosi has also closed a big case before, and both of them have time.

  It's time to take the relationship further.

   "Why don't you speak?" Moss paused, "I'm too abrupt? Shouldn't I say this at this time?"

   "It's not..." Qiuqiu got out of the quilt and sat up, "I'm just thinking."

   "Thinking about?"

  Qiuqiu didn’t know how to express this state, "I know I love you very much."

  Well, the first sentence made Mosi feel relieved now.

  Not only relieved, a certain panda’s eyes became rounder and brighter. He hummed, "I love you too."

   "But I don't seem to be ready to get married..." No, "It seems to be done again, because if I think about marrying you, I don't reject it at all."

  This is a bit contradictory, Qiuqiu scratched his head.

  Looking at her a little embarrassed, Mo Si felt distressed.

   "Okay, I don't want to think about it. It's nine o'clock. If we two get up again, I'm afraid we will have lunch together."

  Mosi happily opened the quilt and interrupted the morning chat.

  Qiuqiu shrank and put on his own clothes.

  A few minutes later, the two stood together in the bathroom.

  The bathroom on the quadrangle courtyard is very large, but every time Mosi washes, he likes to be next to Qiuqiu. The distance between the two people will be very close.

  At the distance of your fingertips, fill your mouth with bubbles.

  After brushing the teeth and washing the face, people become more energetic.

  As he walked out of the bedroom, Qiuqiu took Mo Si's hand.

  The latter glanced at her, "What's the matter?"

  She clenched her hands a bit, "I'm sorry." She still seemed a little unprepared.

  Without words and sounds, she wanted to raise her head to see if the little panda was angry, but a pair of warm hands quickly fell on her head.

  He rubbed her hair, "You actually apologized to me for this kind of thing."

   "No need to be sorry."

"You are still young, it's normal to adapt." Mo Si held her hand tightly, a little pressure, as if to give people strength, "Actually, I can get married at 60, as long as the last It’s you."

"would not."

  It is impossible for her to procrastinate for ten years.

  After eating breakfast, it was almost ten. The two decided to go for a walk, wait until 11 o’clock to return to the movie, and then eat Chinese food after watching the movie, so that there is enough time between the two meals.

  Such a quiet time is very rare.

Needless to say, after lunch, Qiuqiu and Mosi went to visit Mrs. Al.

  I don’t know what’s going on. After a certain age, people’s aging seems to come abnormally fast.

  Mrs. Al was originally a very energetic old woman, but in the past few years, her hair has become whiter and faster, and the wrinkles on her face have become deeper and deeper.

  Energy has gradually deteriorated.

  Qiuqiu inspected Mrs. Al many times before and after for this matter, using the healing power, and asked Mrs. Al to go to the hospital for a wave of high-tech examinations.

  But there is nothing unusual.

  All the test data showed that she just lost her ‘power’.

   is natural aging.

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   "Yeah, are you here?" Mrs. Al sat up from the recliner.

   "Hey! No need to get up!" Qiuqiu trot over immediately, holding down Mrs. Al, "We are not any guests, and we need you to get up. It's too strange."

  Mrs. Al smiled, "Lying down to see if your faces are crooked, you can see more clearly when you get up."

   "Are you on holiday? Are you free?"

   "Yes." Qiuqiu smiled and nodded, "I'm done with my work."

   "That ki planet is doing well, old lady, I want to see it." Mrs. Al stroked the back of Qiuqiu's hand.

  It seems that the elderly like to do this action very much.

  Qiuqiu took the old lady's hand, "Do you like it? Which route do you like, I will take you in for free."

   "You take me there, I won't go, Xiao Si and you are rarely together, old lady, I am not a light bulb~" The old lady's tone was full of disgust, but there was a very happy smile on her face.

   "By the way, don't you guys stand up, sit down, sit down, sit down and talk."

  But there are no stools here either, "I'll move two stools out."

   "No need." Mosi stepped forward, and he glanced at the sky, "The temperature is getting lower and lower, and it will be early in the evening. Let's just go in and talk, Mrs. Al."

  After making a circle, I finally entered the warm room.

  Mrs. Al rubbed her hands, and Mosi went to pour hot tea directly.

  The tea is fragrant. In such an environment, Mrs. Al looked at Mosi and Qiuqiu, who were sitting together, intimately and freely, and suddenly remembered something from the past.

  She put down her tea bowl abruptly, pointed to the small room at the end of the corridor, and asked Qiuqiu and Mosi, "Do you remember there?"

  It has been five or six years, because it has not been repaired, it is still the same as before, except that the paint on the corridor has faded slightly.

  This room records the period of two young and secret love.

  At that time, Qiuqiu's common name was Jiang Jiaoyu, and Mosi's common name was still black hole.

   "Do you still remember Xiaoji? At that time, you came to ask me and let me say that you are called a black hole."

   "Black hole." Mrs. Al's mouth raised a smile, "At that time, I was thinking, you young people, you can really play."

   Changed his head and face, sneaky.

  Qiuqiu obviously followed Mrs. Al's words and remembered a little bit, and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing a few times.

  Mosi:……

  Although his behavior has become more and more naive in the past few years, the heart of Mosi, who has been trained as the next pillar of the Mohist school, has become richer when he exercises in official circles and handles various matters.

  Moreover, he is still very stable in front of outsiders.

  Now it is embarrassing to mention things that happened naturally in the past and are full of ‘right’ reasons. The embarrassment makes Mosi feel that he has been publicly executed.

  ……

   Damn, why did you call yourself a black hole?

   It’s okay to pretend to be Si Mo.

  Mo someone’s funny story brought everyone a moment of joy.

   Speaking of the sky, time flies quickly, the winter daylight quickly fades away, the room is plunged into darkness, and the lights are turned on.

  It's time for dinner.

  Two people invited Mrs. Al to eat at the courtyard.

  Although they would invite each other every time, Mrs. Al would often refuse for reasons such as inconvenience and grandma not making light bulbs.

  But today, the gray-haired and tired old man thought for a while, and nodded, "Okay."

  "It’s too cold today. The old lady doesn’t want to drink the nutrient solution, and she doesn’t want to order food and wait, so I can go to your place and disturb the meal."

  Qiu Qiu showed a surprised expression on her face.

   Upon seeing Mrs. Al, she pretended to make a questioning expression, "What? This is a polite way, I don’t want me to go!?"

   "No." Qiuqiu immediately shook his head to show his position, but, "Grandma, do you have anything to tell us?"

  The old man exhaled, took off his glasses and wiped them, "The little girl’s family, my mind is too sensitive."

   "There is something, I will tell you after dinner at your house."

  She admitted.

  Don't know why, Qiuqiu and Mo Si looked at each other, and their hearts sinked slightly.

Before it was too late, I took the old lady to the courtyard. There were a lot of stored ingredients in the refrigerator. Qiuqiu and Mosi are now master chefs and made a very hearty dinner without much effort. .

  A few of them are stir-fries that Mrs. Al likes more.

   "Get some bars. Qiuqiu, do you have a bar here?"

"liquor?"

   "Grandma, don't you say--"

   "The elderly can't drink alcohol? Drink some drinks."

  Well, my arms can't twist my thighs, but what Qiuqiu brought over was just a fruit wine with a low reading level.

   But even so, Mrs. Al is very enjoyable.

  Drinking and eating food, the speed of eating slowed down. Mrs. Al was very serious, and Qiuqiu and Mo Si ran out the dishes on the table.

  Satisfaction with wine and rice, bright lights.

  The robot took away the remaining plates. In a vague atmosphere, Mrs. Al said goodbye to Mosi and Qiuqiu.

   "???"

  "Where are you going!?"

   "I just go home." Mrs. Al may think of her home, her eyes are very gentle.

   "But you and General Lin's previous home are far away from here..." Because it is a very early house and the conditions are not very good, Moss is not worried that Mrs. Al is going to live there now!

   "It's okay, I think it all." Mrs. Al is also prepared, "Look, isn't this kind of robot here very convenient? I bought a robot like this, and it's easy to go back."

   "You don't have to persuade me anymore, I'm a person of my age, and I know it in my heart."

   "Grandma, are you—"

   "Yes." Mrs. Al smiled at Qiuqiu, "A person has the most confidence in his body."

   "I don't know why, I feel very powerless. For many years Lao Lin has been away, I have been wandering in the starry sky, but occasionally take the time to go back to accompany him. Because I still have an old man to take care of here."

  "But now, my manager is not enough. I can’t see the old man. It’s boring to stay here all the time. If I think about it, I’d better go back and accompany him, otherwise he’s so stingy and I’ll get angry in the future."

  Mrs. Ayer’s mind was determined, Qiuqiu and Mosi were unable to persuade them, so they stopped persuading them, and only said, “It’s not enough to have a robot butler. Let’s take another person to live there.”

   "The daughter of Minister Yu's family wants to find a good teacher to supplement the knowledge of the spiritual healing department. Let me find a teacher. You can't refuse."

  嚯.

   "Alright, alright, I know your heart, this, I will not refuse."

  It snowed again at night, it was Xiaoxue.

  Qiuqiu and Mosi send Mrs. Al back.

  In the windy and snowy night, when the two returned hand in hand, Mrs. Al stood at the door and looked at the little couple cuddling together, and smiled.

  Lao Lin is not so high.

  (End of this chapter)