"Hungry?" Yu Yao asked.

"No," Su Moyan let go of Yu Yao. She was actually saying in her heart, "I want you to accompany me", but it was already so late, "Nothing."

Yu Yao went to the bathroom, squeezed the hand sanitizer into his palm and slowly kneaded the foam. Looking at the mirror, he was a little distracted.

When she came out, Su Moyan was lying on the balcony of the living room to smoke.

As expected, it only takes three seconds to be honest.

The floor-to-ceiling windows across the balcony were pushed open with a "wow" sound.

Yu Yao walked towards her.

Su Moyan held a cigarette in his left hand and hid it, just like he was secretly smoking while he was a student and was caught by his class teacher.

Not to mention, Mr. Yu’s temperament is really similar.

"There is a smell of smoke, you go in..."

"It's okay." Yu Yao walked to Su Moyan's side. She smoked mint smoke, which smelled light, didn't smell bad, and couldn't say she liked it.

Su Moyan took another breath and spitted the smoke into the darkness.

Yu Yao looked at her from the side.

Su Moyan was a little awkward when smoking in front of Yu Yao. Will an old cadre like Mr. Yu feel that he is an inappropriate woman? It is entirely possible.

Su Moyan didn't suck any more with the cigarette in his arms, and gently flipped the ash into the paper cup.

"When did you learn it?" Yu Yao saw Su Moyan's skillful movements, and before she knew it, she was inquiring about other people's problems again.

Su Moyan was happy to chat with Yu Yao, "At seventeen years old."

Seventeen years old, underage, was much earlier than Yu Yao imagined.

In the eyes of others, Su Moyan is used to being an independent person.

"Why do you smoke?" Yu Yao continued to ask after a while of silence.

Su Moyan hates others' questions like this, but from today on, Yu Yao is an exception. She can chat with Yu Yao patiently, and even talk about things that she doesn't want to mention to others.

Because Yu Yao is a special person to her.

Su Moyan turned to face Yu Yao, and the wind made her hair messy. Su Moyan stretched out her hand and lazily pushed her hair back, revealing her smooth forehead. With a very charming movement, she joked with Yu Yao, "Because smoking has a special...feminine flavor."

Yu Yao looked at Su Moyan quietly, feeling in a complicated mood. The little kid at the time was talking about femininity with her. However, it is indeed more appropriate to describe Su Moyan now as a woman.

"Smoking does not mean maturity." Yu Yao obviously disagrees with Su Moyan's point of view.

Mr. Yu is going to educate people again, and Su Moyan suddenly likes to be scolded by her.

"Well," Su Moyan looked at Mr. Yu's good figure and nodded, "You don't smoke, you are also very feminine."

Once Su Mo said inappropriately, Yu Yao didn't know what to say to her, so he simply frowned and refused to answer her.

"I was wrong," Su Moyan smiled and begged Mr. Yu for forgiveness, "I'm joking."

Even though she knew that Yu Yao didn't like to joke, Su Moyan still couldn't control her mouth, as if she made Mr. Yu "speechless", she had a unique kind of fun.

Su Moyan's smile is sometimes pure and clean, like a child, just like now.

The closer Yu Yao got to her, the more she couldn't see through her, but the more she wanted to understand her. Even Yu Yao herself didn't pay attention, and her concern for Su Moyan was gradually increasing.

"Doesn't you think you're in a bad mood?" Su Moyan's cigarette had already burned two-thirds of the time, and she said in a relaxed tone, "I'm not in a sunny mood, so I smoke."

She said this sentence like a joke, but Yu Yao knew that she was serious, and there were still signs of crying in her eyes, which was probably the best proof.

Just when Su Moyan was about to continue smoking, Yu Yao reached out and snatched the remaining piece of cigarette, put it out, and threw it into a paper cup.

Su Moyan bit Yu Yao aggrievedly, "I'm in a bad mood. If you don't comfort me, forget it, and you'll still rob me of cigarettes."

"...You can tell me." Yu Yao wanted to say this sentence when he was by the river at night, but it turned out to be brewing until now.

Yu Yao was caring about her, but she kept pressing her down. Su Moyan was not stupid. She could feel it in her heart, but she liked to say "silly words" and "What do you say?"

"I'm in a bad mood, you can tell me." Yu Yao's eyes were soft.

After hearing this, Su Moyan felt so warm that she wanted to hug her.

In fact, when she was by the river, Su Moyan wanted to hug her.

It has been a long time since I wanted to hug someone.

"I said...will you coax me?" Su Moyan's answer was still unnatural. She knew that Yu Yao was not good at coaxing people, and that was the case back then.

As expected, this problem is difficult for Mr. Yu.

Before Yu Yao could answer, Su Moyan had already walked up to her and slowly leaned his head on her shoulder. Just like that night, Su Moyan leaned on her shoulder.

"I won't smoke, please let me hug..." Su Moyan said in a muffled manner, her voice very low. Without Yu Yao's permission, she had already reached out to wrap her hand around her waist, and took action first and then made a speech.

She didn't know what Su Moyan was feeling uncomfortable, but when Su Moyan's thin body pressed against her and said this in a muffled voice, Yu Yao felt a little distressed. She could reason, but not very good at coaxing people.

At this moment, except for letting Su Moyan hold her, there seemed to be no better way to let the other party relieve their worries.

When he was ten years old, Su Moyan also hugged Yu Yao like this.

I still remember that Yu Yao wiped her tears and told her: Don’t cry, my mother will come to find you soon.

now……

"Do you know, my mom is gone," Su Moyan took a deep breath and hugged Yu Yao tightly, "I will never come to see me again."

Her mother had passed away for seven years, and she should have let go. However, those bad things happened tonight and she met Yu Yao again. Looking back on the details, she couldn't help but want to cry.

"I will never come to see me again..." When she repeated this sentence, her voice trembled. Su Moyan let go of Yu Yao and said he would just hug her. She didn't want others to think she was too fragile.

There was no sob at all, but when Yu Yao looked at her, her face was wet with tears.

"She just changed her way to accompany you." Yu Yao said, reaching out to hold her face and helping her wipe her tears, just like she used to be.

"I feel so too..." Su Moyan smiled.

Crying and laughing make people feel the most distressing. Yu Yao looked at her red eyes and was impulsive. Yu Yao couldn't help but pull her over and slowly hugged her into his arms.

No word said.

Su Moyan hugged Yu Yao greedily, which was completely different from the feeling of hugging Mingman and An Qi. She felt that Yu Yao understood her and could always give her what she wanted.

She just thought wrong, Yu Yao would coax her, and, more than anyone else would coax her.

The wind was mixed with a few drops of raindrops, blew on them.

"Get in," Yu Yao touched Su Moyan's head, "It's raining."

"Um……"

The weather forecast says there will be a thunderstorm in the second half of the night.

"After taking a shower, rest early, and you have to go to work tomorrow." Before returning to the room, Yu Yao said good night to Su Mo. She usually went to bed at eleven o'clock, and today is a special situation.

The second time I spent the night in Yu Yao, Su Moyan moved her suitcase over.

The large bathroom is left for Su Moyan and Yu Yao uses the bathroom in the master bedroom.

Su Moyan took a shower and cried for a while, and he felt comfortable.

After taking a shower, put on his nightgown, Su Moyan wiped his head and came out of the bathroom. The door of Yu Yao's bedroom was closed, maybe he was asleep. Su Moyan stood at the door for two seconds and walked towards the second bedroom.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, with lightning and thunder.

Su Moyan pulled the curtains to death, got into the quilt, covering his head.

She hates thunderstorms, and her mother got into a car accident on such a night.

Maybe he was really tired. Even though he could vaguely hear the thunder sound, Su Moyan covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep in a dizzy way.

The black eyes in front of you slowly turned into frames of pictures.

It was very chaotic. Sometimes it was a wave of more than ten meters swept her into the sea, and sometimes it was a thunderstorm night and a white car fell into a cliff...

She also saw her mother, with blood on her face and slowly breaking her breath.

"No! No..." Su Moyan woke up from the dream.

Thunderstorms outside the window are still rampant.

After tossing and turning, I can't fall asleep in the dark night.

When she closed her eyes, she saw those pictures.

Turn on the light and check the time, less than half an hour has passed.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, Su Moyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

At one o'clock in the morning, Su Moyan walked to Yu Yao's bedroom door wearing a low-cut suspender nightgown. Although he was a little hesitant, he still knocked on the door.

Su Moyan likes to dress herself up more maturely, so that she can feel more secure, let alone pajamas, all with sexy fabric-free styles.

Unlike Mingman, she wished she could wrap herself into a pink girl from head to toe.

Yu Yao was not asleep yet. She leaned against the bedside and was looking at an old photo. When she heard the knock on the door, she guessed that it was Su Moyan. She casually placed the photo on the bedside table and got up to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Yu Yao first noticed was the nightgown designed by Miss Su's "minimal" style.

Su Moyan spoke: "I want to sleep with you..."

Yu Yao looked at her hesitantly, and his tone was also very hesitant, "With me?"

Why did Su Moyan feel that Yu Yao looked at her with a strange look. She hugged her arms and explained, "Thunder, I have a nightmare..."
Chapter completed!