you can only love me

Chapter 24

It was late at night, I turned my face and glanced at the watch, 00:39.

My mother was still sitting at the end of the bed watching her 32-episode large-scale urban emotional series. I asked her if she was sleepy, and she said, I would sleep after watching this episode, and she added a sentence, really, as if I didn’t believe it.

I had no choice but to rely on the bedside to swipe my phone boringly, and a new friend notification popped up under the WeChat address book——Song Xiaole

I thought they just wanted to contact old classmates, so I added it.

"Are you still asleep?" Du Mei sent me a voice message. To prevent my mother from having a heart attack, her voice had to be played through the earpiece.

I texted her back, "I'm asleep." To tease her.

"Cut—I said, honey, tomorrow, shall I pick you up?"

I quickly coded, "You drive my house to pick me up in such a cool car, then I am so famous. I still want to hide my merits and fame, so don't come." In fact, I was afraid that my mother would think wildly. For a little girl She was always on high alert when she came to see me at home, and often fidgeted during conversations.

"Then I'll drive an ordinary car there?"

I decided to be honest with her, "You know about my high school, my mother is very afraid of female friends coming to my house to find me."

She also paused for a few minutes before replying "This matter can be resolved, I promise to make your mother feel that I have no interest in you tomorrow, is it okay?"

"Yo, this tone, you can still use the guarantee, what good way have you come up with?"

"Tomorrow you'll find out."

At noon the next day, Du Mei drove a Ford [-] series car from somewhere. I asked her to come here in the evening, but this girl is a ghost, knocking on the door for dinner at twelve o'clock, I also brought a man with me. This man was wearing a suit and collar, black clothes and black trousers. He carried some pastries and health care products in both hands. He went into the room and put the things on the coffee table. Before my mother had time to say hello, Du Mei laughed. Yan Ruhua said, "I am Du Mei, who is at the same table as Lejin High School. This is my boyfriend. Auntie, do you have any impression?"

At the beginning, my mother was a little nervous, but before casting doubtful eyes, Du Mei gave a dose of "my boyfriend" to dispel her scruples, and said cheerfully, "Oh, remember, such a beautiful person , how could I not remember? This is your boyfriend? He looks really strong, hehe."

"I just like strong ones, Auntie." Du Mei looked at me insinuatingly.

I pursed my lips.

The corner of Du Mei's mouth raised a slight smile that could not be concealed.

I would say that she didn't feel sorry for herself at all when she first arrived, and the two women kept talking until three o'clock in the afternoon before they slapped their thigh dryly—they broke up.

I put my mother's shoulders on my shoulders, straddling the bag against the sun, Du Mei was wearing sunglasses, Xiaoniao pinned her "boyfriend" and walked out, the old lady sent me to the car, probably on purpose What I listened to was "Look at how well this guy and girl friend go, you should hurry up and make one for me, don't let me rush you, I know your ears are callused, but do you know that I have ulcers in my mouth?"

"You can use watermelon cream for oral ulcers."

"Why did I give birth to such a dead child like you." pia~pia~pia~ three consecutive slaps made my arm hurt, and I hurriedly called Du Mei's fake male ticket to drive away.

As soon as my mother disappeared, Du Mei licked my body as if she had lost her skeleton, stroked my hair, pinched my earlobes, took off her own sunglasses and put them on my head, and I said, "Don't be silly." Is it alright, aren't you afraid to disgust your boyfriend?"

She floated lightly to the front seat, "Go to the bar, Ah Liang."

"Okay, miss." It turned out to be a driver.

"I didn't mean to bring you to meet my friend on the weekend, but it didn't work, so I changed it to tonight, doesn't it matter?"

"I think..." I wanted to prepare a few words, but she interrupted, and the dean went up again, "It's not stable, I know. But be careful, don't some things have to be arranged one, two, three, four, five, six You can only do it, sometimes you have to follow your feelings and enjoy yourself in time."

"Boss, you have big breasts, and everything you say is right."

Pfft~ The driver in the front seat couldn't hold back his laughter and let out a haha.

Du Mei took a look at me and smiled.

Meet up with her friends at the bar at night.

"I always thought you were in love with May!" a tall and thin friend of hers murmured, holding a glass of wine and sweeping me up and down.

"Don't be unhappy when you hear that." Another short and fat man pinned my arm and said meaningfully, "You two are very good and harmonious."

"I said you—" Du Mei clasped the table with her slender fingers, "It's all in the past, so don't talk about things that don't make sense."

Instead, I stroked my chin calmly, "If they can get better, it's one of my worries."

Du Mei pinched my arm angrily, turning it at a 45-degree angle, and I grinned and broke away from her, "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding."

Four people were playing cards in Du Mei's office. I was staring at the cards intently. Du Mei hooked me, rubbed my hair, pulled my little hand, and scared her two friends, "Oh, I'll go, you two tonight Close the door and get tired again? I really can't stand it. When you and May got along a few years ago, I never saw you so disgusting. What's the matter, your eldest lady really loves this time?"

"This time I—" Du Mei deliberately dragged out a long voice, hugging me like a harmless alpaca, and immediately sprayed everyone present with just three words, "It's first love."

"My first love for your sister!" The three of us burst out almost in unison, and Du Mei showed disbelief that he dragged my old lady to the toilet.

"Are you really her first love?" They asked me.

I don't know if this is true, this question has to be asked to the person concerned.I'm not at all proud of being her first love, on the contrary, something heavy is fermenting in my heart.Back then, the girl who stood in the crowd and yelled to cheer me up, the girl with long black hair like willow silk fluttered by the breeze, always tried to please me with fashionable gadgets, but as long as I was intimate with other girls, she would kill me for three days girl.When she returns to me after many years, I want to keep her beautiful emotional expectations, but I'm afraid I won't be able to.