Mo Duo felt a chill all over her body. Standing stiffly, he looked over and saw that it was indeed Fang Luo. He didn't know what he had come from.
At the age of 11, I still wet the bed, I don't know if it's a flaw. "Fang Luo's face had no expression, and his voice had no emotions, as if he was only responsible for stating the facts.
Mo Duo had an impulse to scratch his face and said, 'How do you know!'
The whole family knows, "Fang Luo calmly concluded, then turned around to leave.
Fang Luo, wait for me. "The boy who expressed his love to Fang Moduo wiped away his cold sweat and caught up with Fang Luo's footsteps.
Stop! "Mo Duo became angry and grabbed the boy's hem." What should we say about our marriage
Uh, let's take another look, "the boy continued wiping away his cold sweat." Wait until you're a little older... when you don't wet the bed
It is said that bedwetting can be inherited, "Fang Luo suddenly interjected on the side, casually without even looking back, not taking away a cloud
So, Fang Moduo's first "love" came to an end before it even began.
At night, Mo Duo kicked open Fang Luo's door with one foot.
Your class's big mouth is spreading the news about me wetting the bed everywhere
Fang Luo is still reading, and there are quite a few assignments tonight. Although he thinks most of them are useless, at least he needs to give the teacher some face to complete them.
Did you hear that! "Mo Duo slapped Fang Luo with a palm. This was a new move she had learned from an animated film, but if she wanted to use it to the extreme, she would explode into a small universe. Unfortunately, Mo Duo had never been able to find where this" small universe "was.
I'm not deaf, "Fang Luo effortlessly grabbed Mo Duo's small fist. To prevent her from getting angry again, he kept holding it." That's good, from now on, all the boys in the school won't bother you anymore. You have to thank me for helping you solve a problem
I hate you! "13-year-old Fang Moduo is at an age where she can easily express her hatred.
Thank you, "Fang Luo smiled." It's best to cure your bedwetting problem before you hate me. And... isn't your marriage partner Ye Ran? He has already forgotten about you
You know he's abroad! "Fang Moduo broke free from Fang Luo's restraint with a disapproving expression." Besides, I also lied to that boy. Who really wants to marry him? My classmates and I made a bet that... um, it's none of your business
Even if you have to bet on this kind of thing, Fang Moduo, you are really learning better and better
It's none of your business, don't think I don't know what you've done! "Fang Moduo gritted her teeth and half narrowed her eyes." What did you sneak into my dad's room yesterday? What are you going to steal
Fang Luo raised his eyebrows lightly and said, 'Did you see that?'
Hmph. "Fang Moduo felt a little proud." Let's discuss. Can you help me persuade your classmate not to promote my bedwetting everywhere? I'll help you do what you want
Fang Luo half narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Moduo, who was smiling slyly in front of him.
I am young and can freely enter and exit my father's room, and I dare to do anything. You have to decide quickly, they will be home soon, "Fang Moduo added.
After a moment of silence, Fang Luo said two simple words: "Transaction
Half an hour later, Fang Moduo had completed her "mission" and stolen Xiao Yizhen's passport, placing it in Fang Luo's hands.
Fang Luo held the passport for a while before tearing off the last page, shredding it, and throwing it into the trash can.
Don't you want your mom and my dad to go on a trip together? "Fang Moduo didn't leave Fang Luo's room, curiously supporting her cheeks and watching her movements.
Xiao Yizhen and Fang Zhi were originally scheduled to go on vacation abroad in a week, but now Fang Luo has destroyed Xiao Yizhen's passport, with a clear purpose.
Have they gone out together yet? "Fang Luo looked at Fang Moduo and only smiled." I just hope she can postpone her trip for a week
Do you want Xiao Yizhen to participate in the award ceremony of the car model exhibition? "Fang Moduo hit the nail on the head.
You know quite a bit, "Fang Luo looked at Fang Moduo with a smile, as if he couldn't underestimate this little girl.
Hmph, you don't necessarily win the award, "Fang Moduo gave him a sideways glance, turned around and left, and turned back to smile before leaving." Don't forget, tomorrow you have to fulfill our promise to shut up that boy in your class
Fang Luo remained silent, just nodding his head. He looked at Fang Moduo's smile with a hazy illusion, as if Fang Moduo was still that seven year old girl. The same smile she had when she stood on the stairs, with a little red in her palm from a pushpin
One week later, the S City High School Student Car Model Design Exhibition and Award Ceremony was held as scheduled.
The S City Science and Technology Hall is packed with unprecedented crowds. After all, high school seniors are approaching the college entrance examination, and parents are rarely willing to show off to their students. In fact, most of them come to visit out of a desire to show off or be proud. The conversations between them are mainly the following.
Complaining type: "You see who's younger, you see how their works can win awards, how come you're not as good as them
Motivational: "Although you only won third prize this time, Mom and Dad believe that you will continue to work hard
Comparison type: "If you get third class, whoever is younger will also get third class. Next time, try to get second class
In fact, not many people who come to the design exhibition know how to design. All exhibition areas are filled with the sounds of comparison and chatting, except for the unique and award-winning independent booth which is particularly quiet.
There is only one piece on display at this location, on a rotating display table with a silver metallic luster, there is a pure black background, silver car design.
The name card below the design has only two words: Fang Luo.
This is a work by Fang Luo.
I didn't expect you to really win the award, congratulations, brother. "Fang Moduo stood behind Fang Luo in a brand new white short skirt, her smile still sweet like melted cheese.
Fang Luo didn't look back, and there was no excitement on his face about winning the award. The crystal trophy was casually carried upside down by him, and only the bruises on the hand holding the trophy showed how hard he was exerting himself. Even if he won the grand prize, the only one standing next to him congratulating him was Fang Moduo, and Fang Moduo's "congratulations" were still so ironic.
Alas, it's a pity that your mother and my father still went on a trip abroad. It's not really a big deal, we just can't catch up with your award ceremony. Anyway, it's not a very important ceremony, right
Fang Luo suddenly turned around and focused on Fang Moduo. At the age of 13, Fang Moduo still had a childish expression on her face, with pink and tender cheeks, and her eyes emitting an incredibly innocent glow.
You seem quite happy, "Fang Luo finally spoke up. It had been almost a day, and he had nothing else to say except for saying" thank you "to the presenter during the award ceremony.
Of course I'm happy that you won the award. Sigh, I'm the only one who's happy for you, right? "Fang Moduo sighed," Your mother doesn't seem to care about these things. It's more important to travel
It was you who reminded her to check her passport, "Fang Luo smiled and raised his hand to tuck Fang Moduo's long hair, which had scattered a few strands beside her cheek, behind her ear. In the eyes of others, he was sharing the joy with his sister.
Me? Is that me? "Fang Moduo looked up at the sky, her eyes even clearer." Sigh, it seems like it's really me. I'm such a kind person. Sigh... I don't trust my dad. He can't live alone abroad without someone caring for him, can he
Fang Mo Duo, I didn't see that you are still a filial daughter, "said Fang Luo with a smile on his face
Didn't you see? "Fang Moduo looked up at Fang Luo with a smile," That's really unfortunate, brother
She knew that Fang Luo was very disappointed, and the calmer he appeared, the more disappointed he was. Even if he won the special prize, he couldn't be happy. Sometimes being young doesn't mean ignorance, at least Fang Moduo is like that. Even if he's only 13 years old, he can still seek revenge. Who let him tell others about bedwetting!
Fang Luo held the trophy tighter in his hand.
Congratulations, Fang Luo. You're really amazing. "A blushing female student walked past the exhibition hall and shyly raised a flower to Fang Luo.
This "congratulations" sounded particularly harsh to Fang Luo. God knows, all he wanted was a little attention from Xiao Yizhen, not at all, even though the car model was designed by him according to Xiao Yizhen's favorite colors, styles, and preferences.
Despite blocking the flowers handed over by the female classmate, Fang Luo still had no expression on his face, just turned around and walked towards the entrance of the exhibition hall.