Chapter 133

That night, for some reason, Yaling tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep. She sat up, counted sheep for a long time, and finally jumped out of bed, walked to the window, and opened the curtains.

It was still late, and it was dark.

She swears that she really doesn't want to recall anything, it's just that on such a night, if you wake up in the middle of the night, and the world is quiet, you are the only one who is sober.

Yaling grabbed the curtain, and the image of a man gradually emerged in his heart. When he pressed down, he got up again, and when he pressed down again, he still persistently emerged from the bottom of his heart, and finally gave up, letting him occupy the whole brain's thinking and imagine.

It's a little indulgence.

Now that he has been allowed to show up, a series of memories about him will pop out in a straight line. Aling is leaning against the window, with his face pressed against the mirror, the moonlight outside the window is as cold as water, but he doesn't feel how cold it is , Some people say that memory can warm up the body, in fact, it's just that memory keeps us from being distracted by other things.

Suddenly he laughed, because he thought of his slight embarrassment when he was called out of the classroom in public by the teacher in order to write the paper for her. Such an excellent student... This only stain was put on it for her.

He began to lose his mind slightly again, as if he heard the priest's solemn and sacred announcement that he had the right to use a circle to enclose her for six years...

Finally sighed softly, withdrew his hand that was waving on the window, and wanted to turn around and leave.

After taking half a step, his body turned back again, because his sharp eyes saw the flickering light outside the gate, the light was not very obvious, but because the lights of the surrounding houses had been turned off, Yaling could see the light the moment he turned around. To the light of that star point.

A little vigilant in my heart, I moved quietly to the window, half of my body hid behind the curtain, in fact, I couldn't see anything at all when I looked in from the outside, but it was the first time I encountered such a thing, Yaling was still a little timid. trembling.

It was obvious that someone was smoking there, smoking very slowly, and the light spot was on for a long time, as if the breath was going to be inhaled into the lungs. Yaling remembered seeing this way of smoking on TV, and there were many changes in it. / State killers, because this way of smoking will make people addicted.

She doesn't object to that person smoking, and she doesn't object to smoking in front of other people's houses without sleeping at night, but!He ran to smoke by the gate of their house, so she couldn't sit idly by.

Want to meddle?

otherwise……

Just do it.

……

When the police car drove all the way with the whistle, Ya Ling had already hid in the quilt, don't blame her for being useless, she was really afraid that the man was playing something bad, in case he accidentally looked up , and met her face to face, then after he is released, her end will be miserable!

Hearing the sound of the police siren stopped downstairs in her own house, Ya Ling's heart had already risen to her throat, she wanted to turn over the quilt to see who that person was, but was disturbed by her previous thoughts, she was always hesitant, and waited until When he really made up his mind, the police siren had already rushed far away, yelling.

"Yaling, did you hear the sound downstairs? Why did the police car run downstairs to our house?"

"I don't know, maybe I got lost, haven't I already gone back! Go back to sleep."

"Then, you should go to bed early too, doesn't it mean that you have to help your colleagues work on shift tomorrow?"

"Ah? I forgot, I'm asleep, Mom, good night!"

Yaling's mother shook her head helplessly, and gently closed the door for Yaling.

Covered by the quilt, Ya Ling finally felt a little sleepy, and the inexplicable annoyance in her heart gradually faded away.

……

"Morning, Ma. Morning, Pa."

Yaling took one in one hand and gave a big good morning kiss.

"Yaling, come here."

"Mom, why are you so serious?"

Yaling yawned and followed Yaling's mother to the entrance of the hall. Yaling's mother took her to hide by the door, poked her head out halfway secretly, looked twice, then retracted immediately, and then supported Yaling's head , asked: "Yaling, have you gotten into any trouble recently?"

"Huh? Trouble? No, I've been very good lately."

"What's that outside?"

Outside?

Ya Lingda poked his head out of Fang Fang to take a look, and then retracted it. His originally smiling face froze slowly, and he glanced again hesitantly. This time, he could clearly hear the crisp and clear voice of a child outside.

"Mom, good morning!"

Boom!
Yaling's mother slammed her forehead against the back wall in fright, Yaling hurriedly helped her mother rub her forehead, Yaling's mother slapped her hand off: "You are promising! The child is so old, I actually Do not know at all!"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Whose child?"

"Whose? Yours! That child keeps calling you mother, you think I'm deaf!"

"No, Mom, that's what the child calls, and we have nothing to do with it."

"mom!"

Another lovely child's voice.

"Still said no?! She was so close, and said you have nothing to do with her? Why didn't she call someone else, but she called your mother. Things have come to this point, why don't you tell me?!"

"Mom, don't pull your ears, listen to me, oh~~~~ Let go, talk if you have something to say, we are civilized people, Dad! Say something quickly!"

"Cough, Elling, that child..."

Dad Yaling is more gentlemanly, but his voice is also a little unstable.

"That's not my child. Where can I hold such a big child? Mom, calm down and think about it, why is the child six or seven years old? I was still in school at that time, how could I have time... ..Uh, no, it is impossible to have time... and no, uh, it is impossible, even if I agree, the teacher will not agree!"

"...Thinking about it, it makes sense. Could it be?" Yaling's mother sighed slightly, then grabbed Yaling's ear, pulled it directly in front of her, and asked, "Have you taken a fancy to someone else's husband? Isn't it?"

"Mom~~~~~Your imagination is too rich, can you just let go and listen to me?"

"I didn't cover your mouth, just say what you want!"

While gasping for air, Ya Ling faced her mother's anger, and finally got angry, turned her head and shouted: "Fang Linchen, come in and explain things clearly!"

(End of this chapter)

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