Although he was driving very slowly, the tree leaves on the end of the road became thinner and thinner.
He was about to leave the area A University.
"Are you going to take me to see your mother?"
She would not have asked this question directly as she usually did. But today it was different. Her
original plan had been messed up. She was so anxious that she couldn't care about anything now.
As soon as he parked his car, the bright smile on his face disappeared all of a sudden. In the shade of
the trees, an indescribable sadness flashed across his dark eyes.
Polly jumped out of the car. His silence flustered her. "You haven't answered the question. Why did you
come to me today?"
She wouldn't agree to see her mother. At present, she didn't have any energy to deal with the old man
as she was so anxious.
With an evil smile on his face, Owen answered casually, "didn't you guess it? You're smart, and I'm
sure you'll get the answer. "
Hearing that, Polly was overwhelmed with anger. She had no time to think about keeping him at arm's
length, so she asked angrily, "no way! Don't lie to me, Owen! Your mother, me and I... we just met for
no reason? Why didn't you discuss it with me? How dare you make such a decision without asking for
my opinion! "
Though being reproached, Owen didn't feel embarrassed at all, but still smiled gently. Hearing his
words, Polly's heart beat faster. It suddenly occurred to her that such a gentle smile at that time melted
her whole heart. She got so obsessed with him that she could not get rid of him.
"Do I look like this in a cultivator of the lie realm? Since I was a kid, have I made a decision for you
without authorization? "
Polly shook her head. Indeed, he never had such experience.
Leaning against his bike, Owen's smile faded away. "I'm calling for something else," he said
"What is it?"
Instead of answering her question, Owen put his bike down on the side of the road and walked up to
her. He said seriously, "I have to explain something first. Although I won't take you to see my mother
today, I hope you can spare some time to see her in the future. "
"I..." she wanted to refuse him
Raising his hand, Owen touched her soft lips with his index finger. With a gleam shining in his eyes, he
said, "Dear Polly. Don't think too much. We are brother and sister. We are different from others. That's
why I put forward this request. Her mother liked to look at moo moo, also because she felt lonely.
Although my father treats my mother very well, he has handed most of his business over to me after I
came back. He can have more time to accompany my mother. But the biggest regret in her life was that
she did not have a daughter. When she saw other girls dress up like little princess, she would be very
greedy. "
"I'm not a princess," said Polly Han sourly
"Every girl is a lovely princess in mother's eyes. Her mother once told me that Dear Polly was very in
line with her daughter's image in her heart. To put it bluntly, she feels like you are an old friend at their
first meeting. Although we just met for the first time, I feel like we are familiar. "
"How could it be possible? The probability should be very low." Polly was completely at a loss and
didn't know how to express her inner thoughts.
"Don't take it to heart. I just passing on a message for my mother. Dear Polly! " He suddenly leaned
over.
In an instant, a cloud of shadow covered her head. The sunlight slanted to cast on Owen's tall figure
was blocked. He held her cold little hand in his warm and powerful palm.
"I don't know if she has this feeling because we have lived together for a long time. I mean, you have
left a mark of mine on your body unconsciously. "
When she was taken aback, Owen suddenly pulled her towards himself. When she was about to get
close to his chest, his big hand steadied her. At the same time, a gentle touch on her forehead.
"Take care! Dear Polly!"
With this gentle voice, "click", a heavy object fell behind her. She was sure that it was a ball that kept
playing after falling down. Then he rubbed her ankle and went away.
"Uncle, I'm sorry. My brother is too naughty." All of a sudden, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old
showed up with one hand pulling a red collar towel and the other holding a basketball. "He didn't hit
sister, did he?"
"No, I haven't," Owen answered with half smile
In a short time, the last string that had been tense in her mind broke down bit by bit.
In the past, whenever she was wronged and complained to Owen, he would gently comfort her. He
wiped her tears with a handkerchief, gently kissed her forehead and told her.
"Dear Polly, don't be afraid, I will always protect you."
This was the most intimate action that he had ever made to her. He had never promised her anything
about love. He only treated her as his brother. Being meticulous and considerate.
Now she thought that he was really a good brother! And he was just a brother to her.
It was just her wishful thinking! From a certain point of view, her thoughts about him, the thoughts of
making love with him, in fact, were an desecration to the love between brother and sister.
At that time, she was too young and stubborn to take his love as a sign of love. In fact, she completely
judged him according to his standards. She had such an idea just because she treated him as her
lover.
Therefore, when he appeared again and repeatedly stressed the brotherhood between them, she
would be so disgusted. He just took his parents back and studied abroad. He did not make any mistake
in these years. Moreover, he had to leave. How could she hate him that much!
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