Xia Xingruo slept well this night. When he woke up the next morning, he was very excited and took the initiative to pull his junior downstairs to have breakfast.

"Didn't you say that the buffet breakfast in the hotel is not delicious?" Zhang Mingyang stayed in bed and didn't want to get up.

He is still very sleepy now. He stared at the ceiling for a long time last night before finally falling asleep.

Fortunately, he didn't dream of anything embarrassing when he was dreaming, otherwise he would have to wash his pants when he woke up this morning.

After such a night of torture, he felt that he would live at least ten years less!

"Let's go, try it, otherwise it would be a waste of the breakfast coupons they gave."

In desperation, Zhang Mingyang left the warm bed, got up and changed his clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast with Sister Ruoruo.

That's all for the Northeast. Although it's very cold outside, it's very warm as long as it's indoors, so warm that it can wear half a sleeve.

Now that the season is in Linjiang, he wishes he could just seal himself in the quilt.

"Didn't you call me?" Zhang Mingyang asked while choosing food.

"I don't know." Xia Xingruo shook her head. She walked between the utensils and the food containers. She had to hold a little of each one. She didn't seem to care about what my junior said just now. She shook her phone and said, "I turned off last night and haven't turned on it yet."

Zhang Mingyang took a few buns and an egg custard and found a place to sit down. He took out his cell phone. No one called or sent him a message except for work matters.

He had already left his contact information to Xia Ling and Liu Zhujun. It seemed that they were afraid that their daughter would really do something stupid. After knowing where she lived, they still didn't dare to disturb her.

It may also be that they don’t want to pay attention to him, the “disobedient son-in-law”, who knows?

"According to the original plan, we should take the bus to the surrounding villages today. I will take you to eat chicken stewed with mushrooms." Xia Xingruo used a fork to put a piece of cake in his mouth, and thought it was delicious and handed it over to his junior to taste it.

Zhang Mingyang nipped the cake so sweet that his scalp was numb. He didn't know why girls liked this kind of food.

"Don't forget your classmate reunion." Zhang Mingyang reminded: "I have to buy tickets quickly and go back. I have to block my parents in Linjiang and prevent them from coming. If they know what happened last night, they will definitely fight."

When Xia Xingruo heard that his junior was leaving, he was very sorry that three days passed so quickly.

She doesn't want her junior to leave, or she can walk with her junior.

However, she had promised him last night that she would stay and handle her relationship with her parents well, and tell them what she wanted to say.

"Okay." Xia Xingruo compromised: "I will go back to Linjiang to find you right after the New Year."

"When you come back, "The Call from the Summer Solstice" will be released almost. You can just see the fruits of your own labor." Zhang Mingyang mentioned the work matters.

This TV series, Ruoruo has been busy for almost half a year, from autumn to winter, and has not even written a new book.

"Do you want to wait at home until the TV series is released so that they can see what you are doing?" he suggested.

Xia Xingruo's head was shaking like a rattle. It was already the limit that she had not seen her junior for half a month and could not be longer.

"Let them watch it at home, I don't care." Xia Xingruo drank coffee and felt it was not good. She smiled and pushed it to her junior. Zhang Mingyang had to help her solve it.

"Don't say that, be careful that our dad has put eyeliner in the hotel!" He leaned closer, touched his ear, and said mysteriously.

When Xia Xingruo heard her junior say this, she looked around nervously, and she felt that this was something her father would do.

"Haha, I'm just having fun." Zhang Mingyang laughed and said, "We'll be out for a day today and we'll go home tomorrow."

When Xia Xingruo heard the word "Go home", she still showed some unnaturalness, and she was still a little resistant to this matter.

Zhang Mingyang looked at Xia Xingruo's eyes and said seriously: "I'll be with you."

This is also a sacrifice of his life to accompany the gentleman. He just hopes that his father-in-law will not be too angry after seeing him again.

This sentence seemed to be magical. When she heard it, her body was full of strength. As long as her junior was by her side, she would be afraid of nothing.

After finishing breakfast in the restaurant, the two returned to the room.

Zhang Mingyang was still very sleepy, so he fell on the bed and started to take a break.

The room was very quiet. Xia Xingruo was sitting on a chair, holding the black screen phone, hesitating. After thinking, she finally mustered up the courage to turn on the phone.

The little Apple, which lacked a mouth, appeared on the screen. When the phone was successfully turned on, all kinds of news came out crazily.

Xia Xingruo covered her forehead and was unwilling to face reality. She didn't have to think about it. It must be the text message her mother sent her last night.

If the phone hadn't turned off, I guess there would have been a lot of missed calls.

She finally understood why her junior had to choose this hotel. If she chose another one, the old couple would not have to sleep last night and would definitely look for someone crazy.

If Xia Xing waved casually, he would pretend that he didn't see the text messages.

However, in the sketch, she unconsciously caught some content, and there was a sentence she saw at a glance.

"Mom is wrong. Come back quickly and don't do stupid things outside."

Xia Xingruo sighed, no matter what, this is her mother.

But this does not mean that the past is just a matter of overturning. If my junior brother hadn't made a big fuss with her last night, what would have been the future?

She doesn't know.

When she opened QQ, the class monitor brought together the people who were going to attend the class reunion today, and also informed her of the time and place of the reunion separately.

She looked through the news from the group and asked if she could take care of her family. The class monitor asked the girl who wanted to take care of her boyfriend to tell him in advance, and he would like to tell the hotel.

Xia Xingruo cooperated with the work and chatted with the class monitor privately.

"Squad leader, I want to take care of my boyfriend, too."

After sending it, she quit QQ, and finally she decided to check out the row of text messages.

"Have you found a boyfriend?"

The message that had just been sent was replied in seconds. Out of politeness, Xia Xingruo also replied: "Yes."

"When did you get together? I thought you wouldn't find a boyfriend." It was a second reply.

This sentence seems like a chat between friends, but she remembers that she is obviously not familiar with the class monitor. Does every girl ask this question?

But she didn't feel like chatting now and politely replied with an expression.

【Grin】

What is his name? Xia Xingruo found that he couldn't even remember his name. He kept calling the class monitor when he was in high school. He had not seen him for a long time. Now he only remembers that he called the class monitor.

Forget it, I'll ask Ye Yao in the afternoon.

Xia Xingruo opened the text message interface, as she thought, except for a few spam text messages, the rest were all sent to her by her mother.

The text message content starts with rebukes, later reasoning, and finally, that sentence finally appears.

"Mom is wrong. Come back quickly and don't do stupid things outside."

Before I knew it, tears fell again.

She didn't understand why the closest family must do this to understand each other.

The junior is right, they need a chance to sit down and talk to each other.

They are the closest people, but they have never really heard the voice in each other's heart.

Xia Xingruo did not reply, she put the lock screen of her phone on the table, got up and lay next to her junior. She was like a kitten and crawled into his arms.

Zhang Mingyang, who was half asleep and half awake, felt his soft body, subconsciously hugged him, and murmured: "What's wrong?"

Xia Xingruo adjusted a comfortable position and closed his eyes beside him.

"It's okay, I just want to hug you."

......

There is no deadline for staying in bed.

If it weren't for the class reunion at noon, she would have wanted to hold her junior and never wake up.

It's not because I'm sleepy, I just want to hold him.

After leaving the hotel, the two met Ye Yao at the light rail station first, and then set off to the hotel where the classmates gathered today.

"Yes, handsome guy, I live up to my expectations of you."

Ye Yao was very happy that if Xia Xing could accompany her to the class reunion, she attributed all the credit to Zhang Mingyang.

"Don't call me a handsome guy." Zhang Mingyang retreated to Ye Yao: "Our sister Ruoruo was jealous last time."

Xia Xingruo's little hand in his junior's pocket pinched him hard.

He seemed serious on the surface and spoke righteously, but based on her understanding of her junior, he was obviously teasing her.

But Ye Yao on the opposite side didn't hear it, and thought he was just an obedient junior.

"Ruoru, how did you do it? He taught his boyfriend so obediently." Ye Yao sighed.

Xia Xingruo's face was full of dark lines. How did you see that he was obedient?

Before she could explain, Zhang Mingyang, who was benevolent, was first acted good: "I am Ruoruo's boyfriend, who wouldn't I listen to her if I don't listen to her?"

"Oh Ruruo, teach me quickly, how can I find such a good junior! I decided that when I return to school next semester, I must find a junior to fall in love with me!"

While chatting, the three of them took the light rail first and then took a taxi, and finally arrived at the agreed hotel.

When they entered the door, they were greeted by a gentle boy with glasses.

He stood there and gave people a deep stereotype, "This guy must be a writer!"
To be continued...