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Su's study did not say anything directly into the bathroom.
Song Qingchun this secretly relieved, for fear that this time there is his mother, he did not bang her out.
Washing hands, the Soviet Union entered the restaurant of the study, mothers and Song Qingchun already off the seat, two people do not know what to say, his face hanging laugh, Song Qingchun in to see him, smile apparent convergence of a number.
Su of the concept of casual opened a chair to sit down, the mother immediately handed him a bowl of soup, homeopathy also pointed to two dishes on the table, said: "This soup and two dishes, all youth to do of it. "
Su took the soup of the concept, did not drink, but directly placed on the side of the table, then pick up the chopsticks, clip a Soviet mother's cooking to eat.
The dinner table, Su Su's mother for a while and read the chat, chat a while and Song Qingchun, the atmosphere, it is no embarrassment, just eat half the time, only to find Song Qingchun, the Soviet Union did not drink the soup of the concept, do their own Na Liangdao ate vegetables, from beginning to end, he just ate Su Na Liangdao mother doing dishes.
Su also like a mother discovered the problem, asked how the Soviet Union of the concept is not a soup, to see his son did not respond to the appearance, then clip a piece of Song Qingchun burning ribs, into the Soviet Union of the concept of the bowl: " youth do ribs, you taste, are not bad. "
Su of the concept indifferent nod to continue the elegant style of eating, but when finished, the Song Qingchun clearly see, only the Soviet Union to his mother clip a piece of pork ribs, remain intact in his bowl where, like the Soviet Union of the concept aware of Song Qingchun looking at himself, he slightly side of the head, and her line of sight to hit a bit, did not care in general, holding chopsticks gently Boliaoyixia, the piece ribs thrown into the trash.
Su's study stood up, cold out of the restaurant.
Song Qingchun staring at the piece of trash ribs, hand slightly hard to grip the skirt.
He said ...... her whole life, and death are not in in front of him.
Now, she appeared in front of him, he is still a thousand kinds of one of thousands of ways, and she demarcation.
Song Qingchun had wanted that, after dinner, the Soviet Union of the concept back to the bedroom, a single person, she went to talk with him.
She wanted to have the mother in the Soviet Union, he always patiently listening to her word for it.
However, the Soviet Union like the idea that she is counting the same heart, had dinner, actually has been sitting in the living room watching TV the mother accompanied the Soviet Union.
Time goes by slowly, arrived at nine o'clock in the evening, Song Qingchun know the opening proposes left.
But she managed to see the Soviet Union of the concept, so wasted opportunity, is really reconciled.
Song Qingchun struggling a bit, just about to ask about the Soviet Union has no idea of the time, can you talk about yourself and the Soviet Union on the holding of the concept of a sudden the phone, pick up the phone walked in front of the balcony.
Su of the concept of this phone call is very long, to half past ten, still no sign to hang.
Su mother obviously has some drowsy, Song Qingchun even then can not be reconciled, but not good thick-skinned continue to rely on it, so they made to leave some of the lost:. "Aunt Sue, the hour is late, I'm leaving."
"A bit insecure girl back to the city, the idea was to return to the city, and then you wait a minute, let him take you back with it ......" Su mother would not finish, the phone suddenly thought of the Soviet Union He turned his head, clutching his mobile phone handset, lukewarm threw sentence: "I do not return to the city tonight.”
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