forbidden zone of love

Chapter 1

The summer sun is bright and dazzling, shining on the ground through the lush branches and leaves, casting a little bit of starlight.

Mo Xiaobei, wearing a pure white cotton skirt, was sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard. The sun shone through the screen window on his fair face, casting a golden light.

The design drawing on the screen gradually took shape, and she pursed her lips slightly, with a look of joy in her clear eyes.

Her neck was a little sore, she rubbed it lightly, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

At this time, there was a strong aroma of vegetables in the room, and the sound of oil melting into the pot came through the door, followed by the sound of Mo Xiaonan yelling that he was hungry.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Mo Xiaonan's staring eyes were exposed through the crack of the door. She scratched her dyed colorful hair and called, "Mo Xiaobei, it's time to eat."

Mo Xiaonan is Mo Xiaobei's younger sister, and the two are twins carved out of the same mold. Mo's mother said that Xiaobei is older than Xiaonan, but Mo Xiaonan is not convinced, and argues with Mo Xiaobei every day whether there is South or North first. This is undoubtedly It's like arguing about whether the chicken should lay the egg or the egg. It's endless. In the end, after arguing for a long time, Mo Xiaonan was still unconvinced and didn't call her sister anymore. Xiaobei still resisted, and then became numb.

Mo Xiaobei was admitted to the best art academy in the country, and his grades have been excellent since he was a child. He is quiet and doesn't like to talk. He is a good boy in the family.

Mo Xiaonan’s grades are not as good as Mo Xiaobei’s. He only got into a second-rate university. She is full of laughter and laughter everywhere.

A family of four sat at the table to eat, Mo's mother scooped porridge one by one, Mo's father was still crossing his legs to read the newspaper.

Mo's mother gave Mo's father a twist, winked at him, and sat down on the chair next to Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei had long felt that Mo's mother had something to say to her, so he put down his chopsticks and looked at her quietly.

Mother Mo was a little embarrassed by her look, coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Xiao Bei, are you free this weekend?"

Mo Xiaonan glanced at the mother and daughter, and took out the rice bite by bite, eating without distraction.

Mo Xiaobei thought for a while, then shook his head.

Mother Mo was overjoyed, grabbed her hand, and said with a smile: "Your father has an old comrade-in-arms who went through life and death. I met a few days ago, and after talking for a long time, I found out that he has a son. I heard that he is very promising. Just came back from abroad…”

Mo Xiaonan got impatient, frowned her delicate eyebrows, and said in a rough voice: "Mom, get to the point!" After speaking, he buried his head to eat.

Mother Mo glared at her, then turned her head, with a fake smile on her face: "What we mean is that we want you to go on a blind date."

"Pfft..." As soon as Mo's mother finished speaking, Mo Xiaonan squirted out the rice in his mouth. The white rice grains sprayed all over the table, and Mo's father's newspaper was also stuck a lot, so he and Shang newspaper threw it aside. , glared at Mo Xiaonan, and said with a straight face: "You girl, you can make trouble!"

Mo Xiaonan curled his lips indifferently, and made fun of it with a smile: "Mom, what year is it now, are blind dates still popular?"

Mother Mo ignored her and turned to look at Mo Xiaobei. Mo Xiaobei lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, her red lips were pursed, showing no expression.

Mo Xiaonan glanced at Mo Xiaobei, picked up the unglued vegetables on the plate, put them in his mouth, and said lazily: "I can go, anyway, I have so many boyfriends, and I'm not short of one."

Mo's father immediately lowered his face when he heard it, and said with a frown, "How dare you say that if you hang out with those messy people again, I will break your legs!" After speaking, he turned to Mo Xiaobei. Said: "You go, you must go!"

For a moment, the atmosphere on the table was a little dull, as if the air had stopped flowing, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaonan rolled his eyes, pulled Father Mo's sleeve with a smile, and said flatteringly, "Dad, why don't I go with her, the man saw a pair of sisters, isn't he full of eyesight?"

Father Mo really couldn't get angry with this daughter, his jumping face finally cracked, he glared at her, and said very principledly: "No, Xiao Bei will go alone."

Mo Xiaonan hesitated to speak, knowing that there was no need to discuss it, he curled his lips and buried his head in cooking.

Mo's mother sighed, looking at Mo Xiaobei's distress, she couldn't help persuading: "Xiaobei, you can't always live in memory, after all, Xiaohao has already..."

"mom!"

Mo Xiaonan suddenly stopped Mo Mo's mother, and looked at Mo Xiaobei still lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes were trembling slightly, his snow-white teeth were biting his pale lips, her body was covered with soft cotton cloth. The white glaring, the sun shining on her body, her petite body is transparent and fragile.

Mo Xiaonan glanced at Mo's mother reproachfully, frowned, and said to Mo Xiaobei: "If you don't want to go, then don't go."

Father Mo looked at Mo Xiaobei, then at Mo Xiaonan, suddenly sighed, got off the chair, and sat on the sofa in the living room in silence.

Mo's mother also sighed, the meal was boring, she silently cleaned up the dishes, the room was quiet, no one spoke, only the occasional clinking of dishes and chopsticks.

Outside the window, the birds on the branches were chirping.

The leaves are rustling.

After a long time, Mo Xiaobei took a deep breath and said softly, "I'll go."

The voice was so subtle that it was almost inaudible, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

With a "snap", all the chopsticks in Mo's mother's hand fell to the ground, and fell to the ground in a long way. She didn't care to pick it up, and looked at Mo Xiaobei in surprise.Even Mo Xiaonan and Mo's father couldn't help turning their heads to stare at her.

Mo Xiaobei forced a smile, stood up and said slowly: "Isn't it just a blind date? It's not a big deal. Mom, please write me the specific time and place. I have to hand in my homework. I'll go first." .” After speaking, he smiled slightly, turned and entered the room.

The white skirt fluttered gently, like ripples in the pool water.

The three of them were silent, Mo Xiaonan frowned and stared at the table in a daze, the food in his mouth tasted like chewing wax.

After a while, Mo Xiaobei came out of the bedroom, took a folder in his hand, went to the door and changed his slippers, saying, "I'm going to class."

Only then did Mother Mo regain her senses, and hurriedly took out money from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand, and said, "If you're hungry, buy something to eat. Be careful on the road and watch the road."

Mo Xiaobei raised his head and smiled sweetly at Mo's mother, and said, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore."

Mo's mother's next words were immediately contained in her mouth, she opened her mouth, watched her close the door, and the white figure could no longer be seen, so she couldn't help but sighed.

Mo Xiaobei hugged the folder in his arms and went downstairs quietly. There was no summer heat in the corridor, and it was much cooler than outside.She stared at the steps under her feet, and the face of the gentle boy in front of her gradually became clear again.

He always leaned against the wall of the corridor and waited for her with a smile on his face, with a refined and gentle corner of his mouth, like a prince.

When he saw her, he would gently take what was in her hand, and then stretched out his slender fingers to hold her hand. His fingertips smelled of mint, which seemed cool enough to drive away the heat of summer.

He would gently nod the tip of her nose, and then said with a smile: "Smelly girl, you are late again."

At that time, she would tilt her head and look around deliberately: "Who, who is late?"

He had nothing to do with her, so he pulled her out of the corridor angrily and funnyly. The wind blew up and raised the corners of her skirt. Chasing away all the heat...

Accidentally, Mo Xiaobei tilted her body and fell on the snow-white wall beside her. The folder in her arms fell straight to the ground. On the bed, traces of bright red slowly ooze from the white knees, like blood-colored plum blossoms blooming in winter.

The hand that reached out to the clip suddenly stopped in the air, she hugged her knee suddenly, the big teardrops on her face fell like a broken thread, she buried her head in her knee, whimpering like a wounded animal.

Hao, I promised to go on a blind date. I just don’t want my family to worry. I still love you. Believe me, in this life, no matter where Hao goes, Mo Xiaobei will always love Hao, always love...

There was the sound of "dong dong" footsteps on the silent stairs.Mo Xiaobei hurriedly picked up the folder on the ground and stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and smiled sweetly with the corner of his mouth curled up.

After leaving the corridor, she looked up at the blue sky above in a daze.

There, a lone bird circled overhead, passed through white clouds, and disappeared into the end.

The white skirt swayed slightly, and the blood on the knee slowly solidified, like a bright red cinnabar mole.

On the side of the road, a red sports car had been parked for a long time, and a girl in a white cotton skirt was reflected in the mirror.

She raised her head and stared at the sky silently, her exquisite and small facial features were like dolls in a toy store, her seaweed-like hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, her eyes shone and clear like a secluded lake, like lilies silently blooming in the dark night, beautiful and sad.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the owner of the car. He stretched out his slender fingers to hold up the sunglasses in front of him. His graceful chin was raised slightly, his thin lips opened a perfect arc, and he raised his eyebrows and murmured interestingly. : "That's her?"

(End of this chapter)