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I thought Lin Mo would like it.

"Did I say that?"

"Hmm, in your QQ space, you said you really enjoy being scolded by girls..."

Li Qingran turned her head to meet his gaze, her watery phoenix eyes filled with deep affection.

"Do you need Qingran to help you remember?"

"Furthermore, you need to be criticized while being trampled on, criticized critically, criticized constructively and specifically, criticized without emotion, criticized objectively, criticized domineeringly, criticized coldly... Let criticizing you become a daily communication."

"That's all." The aloof girl pursed her lips and turned back. "Lin Mo, you can't just blow-dry your hair on one side."

Lin Mo gave an awkward laugh and turned around.

Li Qingran even recited the entire text of his QQ space from his teenage years, back when he was in a chuunibyou phase.

To be honest, they put a lot of effort into it.

"Furthermore, Qingran cannot tolerate being trampled on."

"fine..."

"Lin Mo can't do this with other girls either."

"..."

That's a bit much, Ranbao. Maybe Fengbao likes it too. You're asking too much of her. Besides, even if Jiebao is scared, she won't refuse me...

Suddenly, Li Qingran grasped her hand, threading it through her hair and pressing it tightly against her cheek—soft and moist.

For a fleeting moment when they touched, he thought she was crying, but upon reflection, it was just water droplets from not drying off properly after her shower...

He was also afraid that she would cry again, because that would be something he could never make up for...

"Lin Mo, when you're with Qing Ran, please don't think about anyone else, okay?"

The hairdryer whirred loudly, yet the girl's soft, almost inaudible murmur remained clearly audible.

"it is good..."

Lin Mo cleared his mind of all thoughts and focused intently on drying the air and moisture from the air conditioning for the girl who belonged only to him.

After blow-drying her hair, Li Qingran looked much more refreshed. The frizzy, watery look was less pronounced, but her gentle and virtuous beauty had gained a touch more depth.

"As for the socks, Xixi should have already washed them. You can go to her to get them."

"With clean socks, Lin Mo shouldn't do anything bad again, right?" Li Qingran questioned.

"I wasn't exaggerating at all, it was all a misunderstanding before..."

"Okay, now, Qingran wants you to get YaYaLe (a toothpaste product). Are you willing?"

"willing!"

"Hoo..." Li Qingran took a deep breath, rubbed her temples, and exhaled.

"You're not allowed to touch it for a week."

"I really want to touch it, and you wouldn't stop me, right?"

“Yes, Qingran isn’t as strong as you.” Li Qingran said with a slightly cold expression, “Lin Mo can give it a try.”

"never mind..."

He cherished her and couldn't bear to part with her.

After being rebuffed a few more times, a dejected Lin Mo had no choice but to slip away to find Shen Yanxi to get his socks.

The door seemed to be ajar, with a crack left open. Seeing Lin Mo approach, it suddenly slammed shut.

"Clap!"

She slammed the door shut quite loudly, as if she was terrified he would come...

What's going on now?

"Dong dong."

"Shen Yanxi, what are you doing?"

"Wait, wait a minute... I'm getting your things... You can't just look into a girl's room."

After a while, Shen Yanxi, looking rather chubby, popped out and handed him a bag of washed and dried socks.

Goodnight! Xixi is going to sleep!

"You...you just need to keep your voices down..."

"Clap!"

She hurriedly closed the door and turned off the lights in the room.

If Lin Mo wasn't mistaken, there were tear tracks at the corners of Shen Yanxi's eyes...

After thinking about it, I decided not to knock on the door again.

"Ranbao, I'll go to bed a little later tonight."

"what happened?"

"Get your car fixed."

Li Qingran pondered for a moment, then looked towards Shen Yanxi's door and nodded.

"It won't happen again."

......

"Today is sunny."

Although the main lights were off, Shen Yanxi still had a small nightlight on; it was one of the few things she had brought from home.

She had always kept a diary, but stopped writing after a sudden misfortune a year ago. She only started writing again in the last two months.

"Lin Mo gave Xi Xi a little dress, which Xi Xi liked very much, but Lin Mo denied that he bought it specially, which Xi Xi didn't like."

"Lin Mo asked Xixi to keep a lot of gifts, which were all for other girls, and Xixi was a little unhappy about it."

"By the way, speaking of being unhappy, Yu'en is even more unhappy today. Xixi lied to her and said she was going to steal her 'tool' position, so she slapped Xixi..."

"Xixi endured it and told Yu'en about what was bothering her. It wasn't that she really wanted to compete with her, but she just hoped Yu'en would understand that being humble would ultimately lead to nothing..."

"Although Yu-en apologized and was not hurt badly by her grandmother, she was still very sad to be hit by her friend."

"Lin Mo didn't know about this... Even though he asked Xixi, she was too upset to talk about it."

"Xixi promised him, she promised him, and she promised Qingran that she would not fall in love with him."

“Seeing how close he is to Qingran makes Xixi very sad. She would secretly watch him every day, feeling envious. So she looked forward to meeting him secretly at midnight to ‘study’ more and more each day. But now that the exams are over, there’s no reason to study anymore.”

"Xixi doesn't know if it counts as liking someone, because people who lack love are always obsessed with favoritism."

"In conclusion, today was another sad day, hehe."

Chapter 134 Love That Diaries Cannot Remember

"Qingran~ What is this? It smells so good!"

After a good night's sleep, Shen Yanxi regained her energy, peeking her head out of the room, wrinkling her delicate nose as she inhaled the fresh morning fragrance.

"Lin Mo did it."

Li Qingran sat upright at the dining table, sipping the lean meat porridge she had cooked the night before.

"Can porridge really smell this good?"

"Yes, it was stewed with chicken carcasses for a long time."

"Wow~" Shen Yanxi's appetite was whetted. She circled around the dining table for a while, but didn't sit down.

"I'll eat later, I'll go downstairs and wipe the car first~"

"Sit down first, let's eat," Li Qingran said, patting the chair beside her with the air of a hostess.

"Huh? But Xixi still cares more about cars..."

Shen Yanxi swallowed, looked at the bowl of porridge that had already been served to her, and couldn't help but lick her lips.

Anyway, the porridge won't run away here... Well, even though the car is broken and can't run away, it's already been gathering dust all day...

"Sure?"

"Uh-huh!"

"The porridge will get cold in more than ten minutes. I won't waste the food Lin Mo makes. If you don't come back, I won't leave any for you."

Li Qingran picked up her phone, glanced at the time, and gave a reminder.

"Mmm~, I'll just wipe it off, I'll be back in a few minutes, please~"

Shen Yanxi pouted and made a "enough, meow~" gesture.

"Okay, go ahead." Li Qingran sighed.

"Okay! Remember to save some porridge for Xixi too!"

"As much as possible."

See you later!

As Shen Yanxi hummed a song and went downstairs, Li Qingran was momentarily dazed. For a fleeting instant, it felt as if she were taking care of her daughter...

"My daughter..."

Li Qingran shook her head. "Let's wait another six months, until everything settles down. Then we'll think about it..."

No, by then it won't be up to others to think, and Lin Mo, Lin Mo, can't stop her either.

...

When Shen Yanxi came downstairs to the courtyard, she thought she had seen wrong.

Is Xixi dreaming?

The girl slapped her own bottom because it hurt more to hit other places, and her bottom had more flesh.

"Ouch!"

But she still cried out in pain, perhaps due to post-traumatic stress disorder from being slapped by Yu En yesterday...

"No... spanking does hurt."

He hurriedly stepped forward to examine the bicycle, which seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.

The chain and tire were broken; they were removed, stored properly, and replaced with new parts.

The mechanic seemed to understand her sentimentality, knowing she was attached to the old car, and preserved the original body as much as possible, replacing as few parts as possible, and even those that were removed were not taken away...

Shen Yanxi really liked this bike, not because of the absurd fact that she had ridden it for over a hundred kilometers...

There are plenty of nice bikes to ride in the village, but she ran away from home and only wanted to take what belonged to her.

For example, the little schoolbag her mother sewed for her, the nightlight she made from an old light bulb to help her study, the bicycle her father rode to work in the city for many years, and the diary made from an old account book...

Her life was ruined by her parents' conflicts and misfortunes, but she also had a very happy childhood. However, after her parents left, everything was lost to the past.

But how many children truly hate their parents...? Shen Yanxi simply disliked the relatives who kicked her when she was down, and her grandmother who favored boys over girls...

She misses her parents so much. They could have communicated properly back then, couldn't they? Her father has already repented, and her mother... if she had tried to persuade her mother more, instead of hiding away and crying alone, and had been a little braver, wouldn't things have been better?

Or... jump into the water with Mom... Xixi can swim, she can take Mom swimming...

Yes, back then, her mother said she would take her to another world, so she was scared, scared... She hid, hid in a place where no one could find her, and when she came out to find something to eat after being hungry for a long time, she had nothing left.

Her younger brother asked her why their parents had disappeared. She didn't know what to say. Her grandmother told her that her father's mistress in the city had cost him a lot of money, his business had gone bankrupt, and he was heavily in debt. He needed to marry her off to make up for it...

Otherwise, my younger brother won't be able to go to school, and our old house will be taken away...

She asked her grandmother how much money she could get after she got married.

Grandma didn't tell her the truth, only saying that it was enough for her younger brother's schooling, that she was grown up and it was time for her to contribute to the family, that the family was ruined and only she could survive...

It wasn't until later, when I was hiding in the woodshed crying, that I heard relatives coming over and gossiping.

She was said to be beautiful, and many wealthy relatives had their eyes on her long ago. Back then, there was a rush to demolish houses and relocate properties, and these were all newly rich people eager to find a respectable wife for their sons.