This summer is particularly hot, so hot that I couldn't help but shout when I watched the news of heavy rainfall from the typhoon in Mingchu.
A few weeks have passed since that ambiguous night. Zhuang Mei is as usual in the past few weeks, as if nothing has happened.
Xiang Mingchu originally thought that since that time, the distance between him and his mother would be shortened a little, at least there would be some signs in that aspect, but now it seems that he feels that the distance between him and his mother is similar.
He really wanted to express his love and even put it into action, but he didn't dare to gamble. Although his mother was so young and unscrupulous to him, he didn't know what her mother thought deep down.
For him, his mother is a difficult book to understand. He has not read it thoroughly, so he naturally cannot be sure whether his mother has a relationship with him that transcends the mother and son, nor whether he knows his wrong thoughts.
It was another weekend that was finally here. Xiang Mingchu was enjoying a rare holiday and wanted to sleep in bed forever.
He is very tired now. Other classmates traveled everywhere after the college entrance examination, but he was chased out by his mother to find a job without much vacation. Although he didn't have much time to teach elementary school students to draw, and painting was not work but interest for him, but it was annoying to him to go to work from nine to five every day, and he prefers to create freely.
Dongdongdongdong The knock on the door sounded, and my mother's voice was bright: Xiang Mingchu, get up!
He woke up from his dream and spoke vaguely: Please come in... He was still puzzled in his heart. In the past, my mother would go directly into the room, regardless of what he was doing inside. But since the night of popularizing knowledge of gender, she would knock on the door every time, and before leaving, she would look around, as if she was looking for something. When Xiang Mingchu asked, she said nothing, but Xiang Mingchu thought about it but couldn't figure it out.
Zhuang Mei walked into the room and stood in front of the bed.Xiang Mingchu looked at Nanzhong with a sleepy look: Mom, what's wrong? Today is the weekend...
Let's go shopping with me.Zhuang Mei lifted Xiang Mingchu's quilt without saying a word.
So, Xiang Mingchu, who wanted to sleep well, was pulled into the car by his mother and on the way to the mall.
He had been shopping with his mother before, and it was very scary. He walked all day long and his legs were almost broken. Without exaggeration, he later saw the seat in the store, and reacted like a drowning person seeing driftwood. The moment he sat on it, he felt that he was almost ascending to heaven.
In the car, Xiang Mingchu yawned Lian Tiandi and sat in the co-pilot, watching the street scene absent-mindedly.
Oriental Plaza, covering an area of 250,000 square meters, is the largest commercial center nearby.But Zhuang Mei doesn't like to go shopping in commercial buildings, but goes to a similarly famous street next to it, Women's Street.
There are two rows of big banyan trees planted in Women's Street, with lush branches and leaves and sunlight cannot penetrate. The cart passes by the road under the leaves, flowing endlessly.
Zhuang Mei was taking Xiang Mingchu around the roadside, and the shouting sounds were mixed with the bgm played by the loudspeaker in front of the shop. The crowd was bustling and very lively.
Today, Zhuang Mei wore a black baseball cap, and her clothes were similar to those when she was in the college entrance examination. She was relatively casual. She had a white T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T
Xiang Mingchu still wore a school uniform that was black and blue and white. It was not that he had no other clothes, but because he wore a school uniform from Monday to Saturday in high school. He was used to it, and the school uniform was pretty good.
When walking among the crowd, Zhuang Mei followed his left hand. Xiang Mingchu knew that although her mother liked shopping in the mall, she didn't like the crowd. So every time she walked in a dense crowd, she would always stick to herself tightly, more like she was treating herself as a windbreaker.
The two of them walked side by side, and passers-by would only think they were siblings when they saw them. How could they expect that this beautiful girl was the real mother of the student next to her?
Xiang Mingchu secretly lamented his mother's ability to maintain her beauty more than once. He was a firm materialist, but because of his mother, he believed that appearance was derived from the heart. He knew that his mother was indeed very young in her mentality and was no different from those girls in her twenties in her clothes, so her appearance was completely inconsistent with her age.
Zhuang Mei took him to one clothes and shoe store after another with interest. She tried on a lot of clothes, and the clerk would praise him wildly every time she tried on the clerk. Although Zhuang Mei did look good in her clothes, he reasonably suspected that these clerks had the same set of words when facing customers aged 18 to 68.
Although she tried it on a lot, Zhuang Mei didn't buy anything. She is a typical shopping mall and then picking the most suitable one to buy.
He sat on the chair beside him, watching the clever Zhuang Mei cut the price of 15 to 50, thinking that although his mother did not look like a person in her thirties, she could cut the price like other aunts in bargaining.
When passing by a girl's house, Zhuang Mei stopped in front of the door, looked at the sink that fell on the store, and tickled: It's actually closed, it was still open last time, I'm really unlucky.
Xiang Mingchu was carrying two bags of clothes and looking at the closed store. He remembered that he could take photos here before. There were several photo machines like claw machines in the store, which could add various non-mainstream labels and special effects. His mother brought him here to take many big-headed stickers, and those photos are still in his drawer.
They continued to walk forward, and when they passed by the men's clothing store, Zhuang Mei pulled in to Mingchu one after another.
Xiang Mingchu stood in front of the fitting mirror, and his mother took off the clothes from the hanger from time to time and gestured to his body in size and style.
He suddenly felt very happy when he watched his mother busy, but he still said: Sister Mei, don’t buy clothes anymore, I have enough clothes.
Enough?Zhuang didn't raise his eyebrows. He wore school uniforms every day. You were about to go to college. You can't wear school uniforms every day in college. There was nothing else in the closet.
Yes, there are clothes in the wardrobe, why are you buying these?
Zhuang Mei glanced at him: Do you want it? If you don’t want it, let’s leave.
If you want it, you must have the clothes that Sister Momei picked up.Xiang Mingchu said quickly.
Zhuang Mei slowly matched her clothes and then pushed him into the fitting room. When he came out, Zhuang Mei looked up and down, shook her head, picked up a set of clothes and stuffed them to him, and changed one set after another. Until this time when Xiang Mingchu walked out of the fitting room, Zhuang Mei's eyes lit up and snapped her fingers.
Xiang Mingchu stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. This set of clothes was really suitable for him. He had inherited the genes of Zhuang Mei and his facial features looked a little pretty, but he usually shook his shoulders and lowered his head. His messy hair hid his pretty facial features.
Zhuang Mei stood beside him, helping him tidy up his collar and trousers, and gently combing his hair. The gentleness made him flattered and he was very happy in secret.
Stand straight and don't hunch your back.Zhuang Mei poked Mingchu's hand hard on his waist, which scared him so much that he stood up straight.
That's right.Zhuang Mei looked around Mingchu and nodded with satisfaction.
After receiving the affirmation of her mother, Xiang Mingchu was full of intentions and felt that she was completely different.
Just wear this and go back, it's pretty handsome.Zhuang Mei said.
Don't you need to wash?
No, this one is very pleasing to the eye.Zhuangmei's face was full of pride, just as the Creator was very satisfied with his work.
Later, when the bill was settled, Xiang Mingchu wanted to pay with his salary, but Zhuang Mei paid it first.
Xiang Mingchu held his clothes in his left hand and his mother's bag in his right hand. Suddenly, he felt that shopping was not that boring.
At least he is very happy now.
They continued to move forward, and now they are more like a couple in the eyes of others.
After passing the mall, Zhuang Mei pushed Xiang Mingchu with her elbow and said she wanted to go to the bathroom, so they walked into the five-story Oriental Shopping Mall together.
After following the sign for a few turns, he finally found the bathroom hidden in the corner. Zhuang Mei went in alone and Xiang Mingchu was sitting outside on the bench outside to swipe his phone.
Today is a luckyday. I feel that the distance between me and my mother is much closer in other aspects. When I think of this, Xiang Mingchu held his cell phone and smiled foolishly.
At this time, a hand reached out under his eyes!He directly reached into the phone, Xiang Mingchu was shocked and subconsciously retreated, not letting the hand succeed.
Damn, there are still people who grab mobile phones in broad daylight!This is outrageous!Xiang Mingchu looked up suddenly and saw a man in his twenties standing in front of him, wearing a white vest and dark skin, staring at him.
Xiang Mingchu was confused: Why are you snatching my phone?
A woman walked out of the man and stared at him very angrily: Who asked you to take pictures of me!You are shameless!
The woman was wearing a super short dress, revealing her scary white thighs, but she didn't look very good. The powder on her face could probably be used to make dumplings.
Xiang Mingchu was confused again: Ah?No...
Before he finished speaking, the man stepped forward and held him down, with a terrifying strength and wanted to steal his cell phone.
Hello!!Xiang Mingchu was also angry and struggled to break free: I didn’t take a photo!You are sick!
The two of them pulled each other on the bench. At this time, the woman stepped forward and took Xiang Mingchu's cell phone away, but the screen was already black.
What is the password?Say it quickly!
I didn't take a sneak shot!You guys got it wrong!
Xiang Mingchu wanted to break apart the man's hands that grabbed him. He didn't want to cause a greater conflict, so he didn't use all his strength. On the contrary, the man probably used all his strength to feed his breasts and couldn't push it away for a while.
The dispute on the bench here quickly attracted a group of passers-by, and many people took out their phones to start shooting videos.
Zhuang Mei heard the argument as soon as she came out of the bathroom. She immediately walked out and walked through the passers-by watching. She saw Xiang Mingchu pulling each other on the bench with a strange man, saying that she had not taken photos or not, while the woman standing next to her scolded him and kept asking for the password for the lock screen.
Zhuang Mei immediately guessed the situation. She walked to the bench and said to the woman: Hello, lady, let your person loosen his hands first.
The woman turned her head and was stunned: Who are you?What does it have to do with you?
Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes: Didn’t you say he took photos secretly?I asked him to turn on his phone to show you.
Sister Mei...
Xiang Mingchu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhuang Mei appear, but became panicked again because there was indeed something he couldn't see in his mobile phone album.
Zhuang Mei hugged her chest with her hands: Let go first, you still hold him like this without evidence. I will sue you for personal attack later.
The man looked at the woman next to him. After receiving the gesture of his eyes, he let go of Xiang Mingchu, stood up and retreated to the woman.
Is it okay?
Xiang Mingchu rubbed his wrist that had just been grabbed by death: It's nothing.I thought that idiot was really strong.
That's fine.Zhuang Mei nodded and turned to the woman and said: Give me your phone and I'll let him untie it.
The woman frowned: You are from the same group, how do I know if you will delete the evidence immediately after you turn on your phone?
You just stand here and watch the process together. Who can delete things so quickly in an instant?Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes again.
Xiang Mingchu nodded wildly, thinking yes, who is the fucking good, who is wearing thick makeup? My mother rolls her eyes and looks better than you.
The woman looked at the man: Who knows that you can't turn on your phone after you take it? You asked him to tell the password and I unlock it myself.
Zhuang Mei shrugged: OK, but we have to watch it together. After all, who knows if you will turn on your phone and take a photo of yourself first?
She continued: By the way, let’s make it clear first. If there is nothing you said in your phone at that time, you must apologize and apologize in public, right?
The woman's aura was pressed by Zhuang's eyebrows, and she spoke a little less, but she was still very aggressive: If anything
If so, we apologize and compensate, and we will deal with it as you want.
Zhuang Mei interrupted the woman, but I don’t think it would be possible.How about it? If you want to watch it, just watch it now. There are so many people watching here, no one can do anything.
After many years, Xiang Mingchu once again experienced his mother's rescue. Just like his mother rushed into the office alone many years ago, that unconditional trust was like a warm current, rushing in his body.
The man went over and asked in a low voice in the woman's ear. The woman stomped her feet and said something like that, he would definitely take a photo. Then the woman looked at Zhuang Mei: OK!My request is not only to apologize, but also to let the police deal with it!Say, what is the password?
Zhuang Mei turned her head to look at Xiang Mingchu and raised her eyebrows. Xiang Mingchu had no choice but to say the numbers reluctantly: 0712.
Zhuang Mei looked at him in surprise, but said nothing, just stood beside the woman and watched the woman unlock the screen.
It was impossible for a woman to open the album and find a photo of her thigh. Xiang Mingchu was just playing with her mobile phone honestly, so how could she take pictures of her?
The woman hurriedly looked down, her face getting darker and darker. Zhuang Mei, who was standing beside her, was suddenly stunned because she saw her own photo.
No evidence was found, the woman raised her head: It's impossible, it must be that he just deleted it!
Zhuang Mei said calmly: Where did he get the time to delete it? The phone has always been in your hands, and there are so many eyes around you that you can't even cheat.
She looked up at the surrounding ceiling, then pointed to the corner next to her: Look, there is still surveillance over there. If it really doesn't work, just adjust the surveillance.
At this time, a passerby watching held up his mobile phone to take a photo and said: Yes, even if you delete it, just look at the album recycling bin.
A passage triggered whispers and discussions from passers-by around, and more voices were standing on the side of Mingchu.
Seeing that the woman looked wrong, the man leaned over and asked in a low voice: Why, didn’t you find it?Are you sure he really took a photo?
The woman glared at the man fiercely: You don’t believe me either?You see this person’s mobile phone, all of which are photos of this woman, and there are so many angles, so you must be used to taking photos of others!And you can see, and there are other yellow pictures like this, so you must be a vulgar man!
Xiang Mingchu lowered his head and did not dare to look at his mother.
There are indeed many cool photos of anime characters in his album, but these don't matter. The most important thing is that there are very, very many photos of his mother. He just woke up, was having breakfast, was wearing shoes, lying on the sofa and eating potato chips. He secretly took pictures of all angles and time.
Of course, the filming was beautiful, on the one hand because of the technical skills, on the other hand because the model is beautiful, but the model himself knew nothing about what he did.
But the worst thing is that the model himself not only knows it, but also sees it with his own eyes.
Xiang Mingchu only felt the scorching hot on his face, and deeply experienced what it means to find a hole to drill down.
Zhuang Mei just paused for a moment, then smiled and said: Is it a very strange thing that my boyfriend has a photo of me on his phone?I just like to ask him to take photos for me. What does it have to do with what is happening now?Now the facts are very clear. My boyfriend did not take a secret photo, and you framed her. Should you apologize to him?This lady, and this man.
Male...boyfriend?!My mother actually said that she was her boyfriend. What does this mean?Is this a hint?Or is it just a temporary excuse?
Xiang Mingchu's mind buzzed, as if he could no longer hear other sounds.
No matter what my mother's starting point was, when she heard her say she was her girlfriend, it was worth it for any grievances and suffering today. His mood became very exciting, and he even wanted to bow to the girl with heavy makeup in public and sing a few more words thank you because of you...
The woman with heavy makeup looked blue and white, and she couldn't say anything. The man took her cell phone and returned it to Xiang Mingchu. She said a lot stiffly and softly, and then pulled the woman away. The woman yelled and said that he must have photographed and deleted something, which triggered a burst of inverted color sounds.
Let's go.Why are you still standing there?Zhuang Mei turned around and looked at Xiang Mingchu, with a natural expression and didn't know what she was thinking.
Xiang Mingchu was like a rusty robot, mechanically put away his mobile phone, picked up his shopping bag, and followed Zhuang Mei obediently. The crowd dispersed a little. Zhuang Mei took Xiang Mingchu out of the crowd and left the mall.
In the car home, Zhuang Mei didn't say anything, but Xiang Mingchu kept looking out the window and did not dare to look at her mother.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Finally, Zhuang Mei sighed: It’s really a shameless one... If I’m not here, I’ll see what you do.
That person is unreasonable.Xiang Mingchu said in a low voice.
A brief silence.
Mom, why do you believe so much that I didn’t take the photo?
Is this still necessary to ask?Zhuang Mei said angrily, I am your mother, don’t I know what you look like?At most, it is a colored heart and no colored courage!
Xiang Mingchu was as if his thoughts were exposed and he did not dare to silence.
Then he remained silent all the way.
After finally reaching the parking lot of the community, Xiang Mingchu was about to get off the car, but found that the door was still locked.
He looked back and saw his mother facing him and stretching out her right hand toward him.
mom?What do you mean?Xiang Mingchu's heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition suddenly arose.
Take the phone, take it.Mom said expressionlessly.
completion.
Xiang Mingchu's heart roared, as if struck by lightning.
A few weeks have passed since that ambiguous night. Zhuang Mei is as usual in the past few weeks, as if nothing has happened.
Xiang Mingchu originally thought that since that time, the distance between him and his mother would be shortened a little, at least there would be some signs in that aspect, but now it seems that he feels that the distance between him and his mother is similar.
He really wanted to express his love and even put it into action, but he didn't dare to gamble. Although his mother was so young and unscrupulous to him, he didn't know what her mother thought deep down.
For him, his mother is a difficult book to understand. He has not read it thoroughly, so he naturally cannot be sure whether his mother has a relationship with him that transcends the mother and son, nor whether he knows his wrong thoughts.
It was another weekend that was finally here. Xiang Mingchu was enjoying a rare holiday and wanted to sleep in bed forever.
He is very tired now. Other classmates traveled everywhere after the college entrance examination, but he was chased out by his mother to find a job without much vacation. Although he didn't have much time to teach elementary school students to draw, and painting was not work but interest for him, but it was annoying to him to go to work from nine to five every day, and he prefers to create freely.
Dongdongdongdong The knock on the door sounded, and my mother's voice was bright: Xiang Mingchu, get up!
He woke up from his dream and spoke vaguely: Please come in... He was still puzzled in his heart. In the past, my mother would go directly into the room, regardless of what he was doing inside. But since the night of popularizing knowledge of gender, she would knock on the door every time, and before leaving, she would look around, as if she was looking for something. When Xiang Mingchu asked, she said nothing, but Xiang Mingchu thought about it but couldn't figure it out.
Zhuang Mei walked into the room and stood in front of the bed.Xiang Mingchu looked at Nanzhong with a sleepy look: Mom, what's wrong? Today is the weekend...
Let's go shopping with me.Zhuang Mei lifted Xiang Mingchu's quilt without saying a word.
So, Xiang Mingchu, who wanted to sleep well, was pulled into the car by his mother and on the way to the mall.
He had been shopping with his mother before, and it was very scary. He walked all day long and his legs were almost broken. Without exaggeration, he later saw the seat in the store, and reacted like a drowning person seeing driftwood. The moment he sat on it, he felt that he was almost ascending to heaven.
In the car, Xiang Mingchu yawned Lian Tiandi and sat in the co-pilot, watching the street scene absent-mindedly.
Oriental Plaza, covering an area of 250,000 square meters, is the largest commercial center nearby.But Zhuang Mei doesn't like to go shopping in commercial buildings, but goes to a similarly famous street next to it, Women's Street.
There are two rows of big banyan trees planted in Women's Street, with lush branches and leaves and sunlight cannot penetrate. The cart passes by the road under the leaves, flowing endlessly.
Zhuang Mei was taking Xiang Mingchu around the roadside, and the shouting sounds were mixed with the bgm played by the loudspeaker in front of the shop. The crowd was bustling and very lively.
Today, Zhuang Mei wore a black baseball cap, and her clothes were similar to those when she was in the college entrance examination. She was relatively casual. She had a white T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T
Xiang Mingchu still wore a school uniform that was black and blue and white. It was not that he had no other clothes, but because he wore a school uniform from Monday to Saturday in high school. He was used to it, and the school uniform was pretty good.
When walking among the crowd, Zhuang Mei followed his left hand. Xiang Mingchu knew that although her mother liked shopping in the mall, she didn't like the crowd. So every time she walked in a dense crowd, she would always stick to herself tightly, more like she was treating herself as a windbreaker.
The two of them walked side by side, and passers-by would only think they were siblings when they saw them. How could they expect that this beautiful girl was the real mother of the student next to her?
Xiang Mingchu secretly lamented his mother's ability to maintain her beauty more than once. He was a firm materialist, but because of his mother, he believed that appearance was derived from the heart. He knew that his mother was indeed very young in her mentality and was no different from those girls in her twenties in her clothes, so her appearance was completely inconsistent with her age.
Zhuang Mei took him to one clothes and shoe store after another with interest. She tried on a lot of clothes, and the clerk would praise him wildly every time she tried on the clerk. Although Zhuang Mei did look good in her clothes, he reasonably suspected that these clerks had the same set of words when facing customers aged 18 to 68.
Although she tried it on a lot, Zhuang Mei didn't buy anything. She is a typical shopping mall and then picking the most suitable one to buy.
He sat on the chair beside him, watching the clever Zhuang Mei cut the price of 15 to 50, thinking that although his mother did not look like a person in her thirties, she could cut the price like other aunts in bargaining.
When passing by a girl's house, Zhuang Mei stopped in front of the door, looked at the sink that fell on the store, and tickled: It's actually closed, it was still open last time, I'm really unlucky.
Xiang Mingchu was carrying two bags of clothes and looking at the closed store. He remembered that he could take photos here before. There were several photo machines like claw machines in the store, which could add various non-mainstream labels and special effects. His mother brought him here to take many big-headed stickers, and those photos are still in his drawer.
They continued to walk forward, and when they passed by the men's clothing store, Zhuang Mei pulled in to Mingchu one after another.
Xiang Mingchu stood in front of the fitting mirror, and his mother took off the clothes from the hanger from time to time and gestured to his body in size and style.
He suddenly felt very happy when he watched his mother busy, but he still said: Sister Mei, don’t buy clothes anymore, I have enough clothes.
Enough?Zhuang didn't raise his eyebrows. He wore school uniforms every day. You were about to go to college. You can't wear school uniforms every day in college. There was nothing else in the closet.
Yes, there are clothes in the wardrobe, why are you buying these?
Zhuang Mei glanced at him: Do you want it? If you don’t want it, let’s leave.
If you want it, you must have the clothes that Sister Momei picked up.Xiang Mingchu said quickly.
Zhuang Mei slowly matched her clothes and then pushed him into the fitting room. When he came out, Zhuang Mei looked up and down, shook her head, picked up a set of clothes and stuffed them to him, and changed one set after another. Until this time when Xiang Mingchu walked out of the fitting room, Zhuang Mei's eyes lit up and snapped her fingers.
Xiang Mingchu stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. This set of clothes was really suitable for him. He had inherited the genes of Zhuang Mei and his facial features looked a little pretty, but he usually shook his shoulders and lowered his head. His messy hair hid his pretty facial features.
Zhuang Mei stood beside him, helping him tidy up his collar and trousers, and gently combing his hair. The gentleness made him flattered and he was very happy in secret.
Stand straight and don't hunch your back.Zhuang Mei poked Mingchu's hand hard on his waist, which scared him so much that he stood up straight.
That's right.Zhuang Mei looked around Mingchu and nodded with satisfaction.
After receiving the affirmation of her mother, Xiang Mingchu was full of intentions and felt that she was completely different.
Just wear this and go back, it's pretty handsome.Zhuang Mei said.
Don't you need to wash?
No, this one is very pleasing to the eye.Zhuangmei's face was full of pride, just as the Creator was very satisfied with his work.
Later, when the bill was settled, Xiang Mingchu wanted to pay with his salary, but Zhuang Mei paid it first.
Xiang Mingchu held his clothes in his left hand and his mother's bag in his right hand. Suddenly, he felt that shopping was not that boring.
At least he is very happy now.
They continued to move forward, and now they are more like a couple in the eyes of others.
After passing the mall, Zhuang Mei pushed Xiang Mingchu with her elbow and said she wanted to go to the bathroom, so they walked into the five-story Oriental Shopping Mall together.
After following the sign for a few turns, he finally found the bathroom hidden in the corner. Zhuang Mei went in alone and Xiang Mingchu was sitting outside on the bench outside to swipe his phone.
Today is a luckyday. I feel that the distance between me and my mother is much closer in other aspects. When I think of this, Xiang Mingchu held his cell phone and smiled foolishly.
At this time, a hand reached out under his eyes!He directly reached into the phone, Xiang Mingchu was shocked and subconsciously retreated, not letting the hand succeed.
Damn, there are still people who grab mobile phones in broad daylight!This is outrageous!Xiang Mingchu looked up suddenly and saw a man in his twenties standing in front of him, wearing a white vest and dark skin, staring at him.
Xiang Mingchu was confused: Why are you snatching my phone?
A woman walked out of the man and stared at him very angrily: Who asked you to take pictures of me!You are shameless!
The woman was wearing a super short dress, revealing her scary white thighs, but she didn't look very good. The powder on her face could probably be used to make dumplings.
Xiang Mingchu was confused again: Ah?No...
Before he finished speaking, the man stepped forward and held him down, with a terrifying strength and wanted to steal his cell phone.
Hello!!Xiang Mingchu was also angry and struggled to break free: I didn’t take a photo!You are sick!
The two of them pulled each other on the bench. At this time, the woman stepped forward and took Xiang Mingchu's cell phone away, but the screen was already black.
What is the password?Say it quickly!
I didn't take a sneak shot!You guys got it wrong!
Xiang Mingchu wanted to break apart the man's hands that grabbed him. He didn't want to cause a greater conflict, so he didn't use all his strength. On the contrary, the man probably used all his strength to feed his breasts and couldn't push it away for a while.
The dispute on the bench here quickly attracted a group of passers-by, and many people took out their phones to start shooting videos.
Zhuang Mei heard the argument as soon as she came out of the bathroom. She immediately walked out and walked through the passers-by watching. She saw Xiang Mingchu pulling each other on the bench with a strange man, saying that she had not taken photos or not, while the woman standing next to her scolded him and kept asking for the password for the lock screen.
Zhuang Mei immediately guessed the situation. She walked to the bench and said to the woman: Hello, lady, let your person loosen his hands first.
The woman turned her head and was stunned: Who are you?What does it have to do with you?
Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes: Didn’t you say he took photos secretly?I asked him to turn on his phone to show you.
Sister Mei...
Xiang Mingchu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhuang Mei appear, but became panicked again because there was indeed something he couldn't see in his mobile phone album.
Zhuang Mei hugged her chest with her hands: Let go first, you still hold him like this without evidence. I will sue you for personal attack later.
The man looked at the woman next to him. After receiving the gesture of his eyes, he let go of Xiang Mingchu, stood up and retreated to the woman.
Is it okay?
Xiang Mingchu rubbed his wrist that had just been grabbed by death: It's nothing.I thought that idiot was really strong.
That's fine.Zhuang Mei nodded and turned to the woman and said: Give me your phone and I'll let him untie it.
The woman frowned: You are from the same group, how do I know if you will delete the evidence immediately after you turn on your phone?
You just stand here and watch the process together. Who can delete things so quickly in an instant?Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes again.
Xiang Mingchu nodded wildly, thinking yes, who is the fucking good, who is wearing thick makeup? My mother rolls her eyes and looks better than you.
The woman looked at the man: Who knows that you can't turn on your phone after you take it? You asked him to tell the password and I unlock it myself.
Zhuang Mei shrugged: OK, but we have to watch it together. After all, who knows if you will turn on your phone and take a photo of yourself first?
She continued: By the way, let’s make it clear first. If there is nothing you said in your phone at that time, you must apologize and apologize in public, right?
The woman's aura was pressed by Zhuang's eyebrows, and she spoke a little less, but she was still very aggressive: If anything
If so, we apologize and compensate, and we will deal with it as you want.
Zhuang Mei interrupted the woman, but I don’t think it would be possible.How about it? If you want to watch it, just watch it now. There are so many people watching here, no one can do anything.
After many years, Xiang Mingchu once again experienced his mother's rescue. Just like his mother rushed into the office alone many years ago, that unconditional trust was like a warm current, rushing in his body.
The man went over and asked in a low voice in the woman's ear. The woman stomped her feet and said something like that, he would definitely take a photo. Then the woman looked at Zhuang Mei: OK!My request is not only to apologize, but also to let the police deal with it!Say, what is the password?
Zhuang Mei turned her head to look at Xiang Mingchu and raised her eyebrows. Xiang Mingchu had no choice but to say the numbers reluctantly: 0712.
Zhuang Mei looked at him in surprise, but said nothing, just stood beside the woman and watched the woman unlock the screen.
It was impossible for a woman to open the album and find a photo of her thigh. Xiang Mingchu was just playing with her mobile phone honestly, so how could she take pictures of her?
The woman hurriedly looked down, her face getting darker and darker. Zhuang Mei, who was standing beside her, was suddenly stunned because she saw her own photo.
No evidence was found, the woman raised her head: It's impossible, it must be that he just deleted it!
Zhuang Mei said calmly: Where did he get the time to delete it? The phone has always been in your hands, and there are so many eyes around you that you can't even cheat.
She looked up at the surrounding ceiling, then pointed to the corner next to her: Look, there is still surveillance over there. If it really doesn't work, just adjust the surveillance.
At this time, a passerby watching held up his mobile phone to take a photo and said: Yes, even if you delete it, just look at the album recycling bin.
A passage triggered whispers and discussions from passers-by around, and more voices were standing on the side of Mingchu.
Seeing that the woman looked wrong, the man leaned over and asked in a low voice: Why, didn’t you find it?Are you sure he really took a photo?
The woman glared at the man fiercely: You don’t believe me either?You see this person’s mobile phone, all of which are photos of this woman, and there are so many angles, so you must be used to taking photos of others!And you can see, and there are other yellow pictures like this, so you must be a vulgar man!
Xiang Mingchu lowered his head and did not dare to look at his mother.
There are indeed many cool photos of anime characters in his album, but these don't matter. The most important thing is that there are very, very many photos of his mother. He just woke up, was having breakfast, was wearing shoes, lying on the sofa and eating potato chips. He secretly took pictures of all angles and time.
Of course, the filming was beautiful, on the one hand because of the technical skills, on the other hand because the model is beautiful, but the model himself knew nothing about what he did.
But the worst thing is that the model himself not only knows it, but also sees it with his own eyes.
Xiang Mingchu only felt the scorching hot on his face, and deeply experienced what it means to find a hole to drill down.
Zhuang Mei just paused for a moment, then smiled and said: Is it a very strange thing that my boyfriend has a photo of me on his phone?I just like to ask him to take photos for me. What does it have to do with what is happening now?Now the facts are very clear. My boyfriend did not take a secret photo, and you framed her. Should you apologize to him?This lady, and this man.
Male...boyfriend?!My mother actually said that she was her boyfriend. What does this mean?Is this a hint?Or is it just a temporary excuse?
Xiang Mingchu's mind buzzed, as if he could no longer hear other sounds.
No matter what my mother's starting point was, when she heard her say she was her girlfriend, it was worth it for any grievances and suffering today. His mood became very exciting, and he even wanted to bow to the girl with heavy makeup in public and sing a few more words thank you because of you...
The woman with heavy makeup looked blue and white, and she couldn't say anything. The man took her cell phone and returned it to Xiang Mingchu. She said a lot stiffly and softly, and then pulled the woman away. The woman yelled and said that he must have photographed and deleted something, which triggered a burst of inverted color sounds.
Let's go.Why are you still standing there?Zhuang Mei turned around and looked at Xiang Mingchu, with a natural expression and didn't know what she was thinking.
Xiang Mingchu was like a rusty robot, mechanically put away his mobile phone, picked up his shopping bag, and followed Zhuang Mei obediently. The crowd dispersed a little. Zhuang Mei took Xiang Mingchu out of the crowd and left the mall.
In the car home, Zhuang Mei didn't say anything, but Xiang Mingchu kept looking out the window and did not dare to look at her mother.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Finally, Zhuang Mei sighed: It’s really a shameless one... If I’m not here, I’ll see what you do.
That person is unreasonable.Xiang Mingchu said in a low voice.
A brief silence.
Mom, why do you believe so much that I didn’t take the photo?
Is this still necessary to ask?Zhuang Mei said angrily, I am your mother, don’t I know what you look like?At most, it is a colored heart and no colored courage!
Xiang Mingchu was as if his thoughts were exposed and he did not dare to silence.
Then he remained silent all the way.
After finally reaching the parking lot of the community, Xiang Mingchu was about to get off the car, but found that the door was still locked.
He looked back and saw his mother facing him and stretching out her right hand toward him.
mom?What do you mean?Xiang Mingchu's heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition suddenly arose.
Take the phone, take it.Mom said expressionlessly.
completion.
Xiang Mingchu's heart roared, as if struck by lightning.
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