Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 41 Afraid I Can't Support You?

"Woke up?"

Zuo Xingyun looked up at Xiang Wan, the sunlight blurred the outline of his face, and the expression on his face was not very clear.

"Ah."

Xiang Wan responded and went downstairs first.

She finished half a bowl of porridge before Zuo Xingyun came down casually. She was already neatly dressed, with a meticulous suit and tie, and a tall and straight figure. The gold-rimmed thin-rimmed glasses hanging from her tall nose added a bit of coldness, as if The person who teased the cat just now is not like him.

The worldly smoke and fire on his body is always there from time to time.

Xiang Wan's eyes followed him all the time, mainly to see how he would eat with his left hand.

She thought she could see his clumsy appearance, but she didn't expect that he used his left hand smoothly, without any flaws.

Suddenly, Zuo Xingyun asked, "Are there any arrangements for the holiday?"

This Xiang Wan had already made plans: "I want to go out to work and earn some money."

In the past, she only spent money, and she hadn't tried what it was like to make money.

Zuo Xingyun didn't quite agree with her decision: "I think it's better to forget it, you just stay at home honestly, and I will give you pocket money regularly."

Subconsciously, Xiang Wan thought that he was afraid that he would cause him trouble again, just like yesterday: "I will not be so stupid anymore, and I will never be cheated away casually. The current situation... I can no longer just sit around and wait to die." ..."

She has to plan for the future of herself and her mother. Anyway, it will be a matter of time before she enters the society, so she should experience it in advance.

"Afraid I can't support you?"

Zuo Xingyun's words put Xiang Wan's mind on standby for a moment. If the two hadn't had a relationship for so many years in the past, these words might really make her think wrong.

His gaze was very penetrating, and Xiang Wan felt a little uncomfortable: "Who wants to raise it? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen to this level..."

Zuo Xingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, the emotions in his eyes were dim, and he paused before saying: "Even if I hand everything back to you now, you won't be able to grasp it, and you will only be gnawed down to the bone by other covetous people." .”

Xiang Wan didn't agree with his words, and couldn't help being sarcastic: "According to what you said, I still have to thank you?"

When the topic came to this point, the atmosphere became less brisk.

In the end, the two of them parted ways, Zuo Xingyun left after breakfast.

Xiang Wan knew that this should be the way they got along now, tit for tat, fire and water.

No matter how good Zuo Xingyun was to her, he still couldn't erase the fact that her father was dead. Everything in the past had already drifted away. No matter how beautiful the dream was, the moment she woke up, it would be shattered by reality.

After all, she was not qualified to forgive her father.

……

Because the injuries on his body were too conspicuous, Xiang Wan took a week to recuperate.

During this period, she was not idle, and she was always looking for a part-time summer job that suits her online, and she also went to the hospital to visit her mother every day.

Zuo Xingyun was so busy these days that he left early and returned late, they basically had no chance to meet each other, they met occasionally, and because of the last time they broke up and ignored each other.

After much deliberation, she chose a dessert house not too far away for an interview.

Before going out, she picked out her favorite white skirt. The skirt was knee-length, and the edge of the puff sleeves was not exaggerated. Lace was dotted on the edge. The waist design outlined her waist gracefully.

To match this skirt, she wore the small leather shoes with sheepskin soles that Zuo Xingyun gave her. Only these shoes are worthy of this skirt. It is the only choice, and there is no choice. She has a particularly stubborn compulsion in matching. disease.

(End of this chapter)