Chapter 34 Tomoko and Her Young Mother

Yes, it's fate.

If it wasn't for a wonderful fate, how could they have been together in the first place? After chatting with Nalan Yanran for a while, the two said good night to each other, and then went to sleep.

Summer nights become quiet and restless because of the sound of rain.

The sound of insects is gone, but the sound of rain is also very annoying.

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When I'm in a bad mood, I'm irritable when I hear anything.

All in all, it's still a matter of the Marvel chat group. The hateful group leader Iron Man always kicks him out of the group. If he is still in that group now, he will definitely not be so depressed.

Because his golden finger is unreliable, he doesn't know what the future will hold.

Xiao Yan is really afraid of failure. The last time he failed, he lost almost everything, and his beloved.

What about this time?

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With mixed feelings, Xiao Yan finally managed to fall asleep.

The next day, he woke up very early. He looked at the time and found that if he had a heavy heart, he would be prone to insomnia. He only slept for three and a half hours.

It was still early, Jiajia must not have woken up at this time, but Xiao Yan could no longer fall asleep, he had to do something today, he couldn't wait any longer.

On the screen of the mobile phone, although there is still a Marvel chat group with gray avatars, if it disappears that day, then what he has now will become a castle in the air.

He couldn't imagine that Nalan Yanran asked him for a song again, but he couldn't come up with it.

And "Breaking the Sphere" was updated later, he could only continue the mink by himself, and then he was scolded by the book fans who are now caring and loving, and he dared not imagine the consequences.

Even imagining it makes you feel so nervous that you can't breathe.

Xiao Yan must enter the Marvel chat group again today, no matter what method he uses, no matter what the price is.

This time he absolutely cannot lose.

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When Shen Luoying woke up, she glanced at Jiajia next to her, the cute little girl, hugging the soft big bear legs, still sleeping soundly.

There was still the sound of falling rain outside the window. Shen Luoying walked out of the door, but smelled the fragrance of the food from the kitchen. She thought to herself, the old man got up quite early today.

However, when he walked into the kitchen, he saw that it was Xiao Yan.

"Scare me, Xiao Yan, why did you get up so early to cook?"

Xiao Yan hid his inner anxiety and said with a smile on his face: "The rain was so loud that I couldn't sleep because of the noise, so I got up to cook."

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, even though Xiao Yan didn't express her emotions, Shen Luoying still saw something, she grabbed her son and said, "Xiao Yan, tell me, do you have something on your mind?"

"No! What can I worry about? I haven't spent the last lottery winning money." This was a lie from the last time.

Xiao Yan avoided his mother's eyes.

"Don't hide it from me, do you have to worry us?"

Xiao Yan was helpless, he sighed deeply and said, "Okay, let me tell you, it's because of my work."

Of course, he wouldn't tell his mother about the Marvel chat group.

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While eating breakfast, I could see the raindrops in the yard hitting the concrete floor with some moss, and the air was filled with moisture. Shen Luoying looked at Xiao Yan with some doubts in her eyes, she didn't quite believe it. All of my son's anxiety comes from work.

Because now Xiao Yan's eyes are full of fanaticism, as if he is going to lose his mind. Shen Luoying has seen it before, that is, Li Tian restaurant has closed down, but he still does not admit defeat, and when he invests in opening a milk tea shop, he Xiao Yan almost every day It's all this kind of eyes, like a gambler, crazy to the point of madness.

desperate to catch the last straw.

Even after 2/3 of the meal, Shen Luoying was still afraid that her son would do something stupid, because now Xiao Yan really seemed to have nowhere to go.

Worrying about being a mother.

So when Shen Luoying still wanted to ask, an unexpected car honk sounded, and then in the rain curtain outside, the beams of two cars penetrated.

"Excuse me, is this Xiao Yan's house?"

A loud woman's voice resounded outside the yard.