The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Hey~ This sounds really good, but——"

The conversation turned.

"Is it really okay? Wu Ye, you specially chose such a high school that is farthest from home. Will you not be lonely if you don't meet familiar friends at the beginning of school?"

"how come."

After washing and drying the last plate, Wu Ye shrugged with a smile.

"My daughter and aunt also know it. For me, people who meet acquaintances will really become 'lonely'."

"is it?"

Raising her eyebrows, the aunt and daughter gave a noncommittal response.

After arranging the clean tableware, Wu Ye glanced at his aunt who was still by his side and asked suddenly.

"Auntie, I have something to ask you."

"What, if you want to ask about our wedding anniversary, it hasn't arrived yet."

"Hey, I can't remember when I became such a morally bankrupt guy."

"Hey -- how ruthless, has Takeya forgotten? The 20 years we spent together are full of memories."

"Sorry, your nephew just turned 17 this year."

"Then let's advance the next three years."

"I'm going to call the police, please stop in moderation."

"Eh……"

The daughter and aunt looked shocked, and the expression on her face that was about to cry, if Wu Ye was ten years younger, she would definitely believe it.

"Please be serious, I have something serious to ask you."

"OK then."

In an instant, the tears that seemed to be gushing out of the corners of the eyes turned into nothingness, and now the cute smile on the face of the daughter and aunt was replaced, making people sigh that Oscar probably owed her a carload of statuettes.

"What does Wu also want to ask?"

"It's about Miss Ten Flowers."

After hesitating for a while, Wu also slowly expressed the previous question.

"Miss Shihua seems to know me, what do you know about this?"

"I see."

The daughter and aunt nodded solemnly.

"Have you taken a fancy to Miss Shihua?"

"How is that possible? For me, this is the first meeting."

With a twitch in the corner of his eyes, Wu Ye automatically ignored his aunt's intermittent brain twitches, and continued.

"Oh, by the way, and her sister, who seems to know me too."

"Hey, have all the sisters taken a fancy to it?"

"...I said it all, please be serious."

"Okay, okay, I know, be serious, is this okay?"

The daughter and aunt waved their hands, as if they were blaming Wu Ye for making a fuss out of a molehill.

"It's actually not a big deal, Wu Ye, do you remember when you moved here?"

"Two years ago, or a year ago?"

Most of the memories in his mind have been selectively forgotten by Wu Ye himself, and now it seems a bit difficult to suddenly calculate such an accurate number.

"A year and a half ago."

The female aunt herself gave the correct answer.

"At that time, Miss Shihua hadn't gone abroad yet. She had worked in my dim sum shop for a while. Well, this is how girls are like this. If there are similar topics, we can become friends soon."

"That's right."

Automatically ignoring the terrible groove in the words of the daughter and aunt, now Wu also roughly understands the relationship between the two, and at the same time understands what Xiaotiaoyou Shihua's phrase "different from the rumors" really means.

After all, the two of them also have uneasy objects in their families who need to be taken care of, so it would be perfect for them to talk to each other.

No, if you think about it this way, the situation of the daughter-in-law's aunt seems to be worse.

Quietly turning his eyes away from his aunt, through the glass door of the living room, Wu Ye looked in the distance, the direction of Xiaoniao Youjia.

Forget it, in this way, the reason why that guy came to me can also be explained. Simply put, is he regarded as the same kind?

That's still pretty unfortunate.

After packing everything up, Wu Ye looked up at the clock on the wall.

Is it time already?