Reborn: Sure to Flirt Me?

Chapter 114 The Second Day

Allen said firmly, "I can definitely afford you!"

Molly burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Allen was a little anxious. "Don't laugh. I can definitely afford you!"

"Okay, okay! I know you can afford me. " With a smile at the corners of her mouth, Molly said, "I'm not

laughing at you."

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very young. Over the years, he must have a lot of money in his hands. Molly was not a person who

would spend money lavishly, so it was not a problem to support the two of them. Of course, Molly could

make money herself.

Allen was confused, "Then why are you laughing?"

"I'm smiling..." Molly showed a sly smile to Allen, "I think you are so cute, Allen!"

Obviously, the word "cute" didn't satisfy Allen. He frowned and said, "Molly, I'm a man!"

Molly glanced at him and said, "I can see. So what?"

"Men can't be described as cute and happy!" Allen protested firmly.

"Ha-ha!" Molly burst into laughter unkindly. Seeing that Allen's face darkened, she stopped laughing

and put on a serious expression. "Then tell me what kind of word I should use to describe you."

Holding his chin with one hand, Allen sat on the passenger seat and thought seriously. Seeing this,

Molly was even more amused.

It took Allen a long time to figure it out. When he turned his head, he saw that Molly tried hard to hold

back her laughter.

Allen glared at Molly angrily, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

Molly stuck out her tongue. She was pissed him off again. When she was about to turn around to coax

Allen, Allen turned his head to look out of the window. Feeling that Molly was looking at him, he said

angrily, "Drive carefully. I don't want to talk to you now!"

Molly spoke pitifully, "When will you talk to me?"

Seeing that Allen didn't say anything, Molly said in a more pitiful tone, "If no one answers my question, I

will be very sad. Allen, you won't make me sad, will you?"

Hearing Molly coax the child's tone, Allen secretly bit his teeth, and would like to immediately become

normal and tease her as soon as possible, but he was still pretending to be silly. He couldn't refuse her

tone of speaking.

It seemed that he should listen to Farrell and tell Molly the truth as soon as possible.

"I will talk to you when I want to talk to you." Allen thought it was good for him to pretend to be silly. At

least, Molly would do everything for him. But he didn't know if he would still have this benefit after she

knew everything.

Molly blinked her big and bright eyes at Allen, "Do you want to talk to me now?"

Although Allen knew that Molly was pretending, he could not utter the word "no" under such gaze.

"Well, forget it this time. Don't make fun of me like that again!"

Molly immediately raised a bright smile and said, "Well, I know that Allen is the best. You won't ignore

me!"

Allen leaned back on the seat and covered his eyes with his palms. The corners of his mouth curved up

slightly. It was true. Facing such a Molly, even if he was angry, he couldn't be angry with her, let alone

not angry at her!

Winter was a quiet season. This feeling might not be obvious in the city, but it was very quiet on the

South Mountain in the suburb far away from the city.

No one could be found on the vast and tall mountain. The leaves of all kinds of plants, which were

originally full of vitality, had also fallen and faded green.

The closer they got to the cemetery, the quieter it became. When the old man who was guarding the

cemetery saw them coming in, he only looked up at them, but said nothing in his small wooden house.

Molly and Allen went straight to Allen's parents' tomb. She put down the bouquet in her hand and

waited for Allen to speak.

But after a while, Allen didn't say anything. Confused, Molly turned to look at him, only to find that he

looked very conflicted, as if he was choosing something difficult.

Molly smiled and said, "I'll ask that old man if he has any tools for removing weeds. Let's clean up the

weeds in front of uncle and aunt's tombs later, okay?"

Allen nodded stiffly.

After walking far away, Molly still let out a breath. She could see that Allen had something to tell his

parents, but because of her presence, Allen didn't know what to say.

Molly could understand. After all, Allen hadn't been here for a long time, and a lot of things had

happened recently. He must have a lot to say.

But when she was with him, Allen didn't say anything, which made Molly feel a little hurt.

Whether it was because of embarrassment or other reasons, there were some words that Allen was

still avoiding her at this time. Did it mean that he still didn't believe her?

Such an idea made Molly's heart a little cold and painful.

But soon, Allen shook her head, as if she wanted to shake all these thoughts out.

'Enjoy while I can, the most important thing for me right now is to live a good life. How can I have the

time to grieve here! '

When Molly took the tools, she deliberately delayed for a while. When she returned to Allen, she found

that he was staring at the photos on the tombstone in a daze.

Molly handed him a small shovel and said, "Clean up the grass around. I'll wipe the dust off the

tombstone."

After saying that, Molly took out a white handkerchief from her pocket and began to wipe the

tombstone.

Looking at the two black and white pictures on the tombstone, Molly turned around to look at Allen, who

was weeding aside.

It was said that Allen looked like his father, but in fact, he also looked like his mother. His father's nose,

mother's eyes, and all the advantages of his parents had been well reflected on him.

Some people were like this, and Allen was one of them.

Now that the man was hers, a sense of pride rose in Molly's heart.

After packing up, Molly and Allen bid farewell to his parents.

When Molly came to her senses and walked back, she found that her hand was held by Allen. Stunned,

her whole palm was completely wrapped in his palm.

The cold wind was blowing around the two of them, but they could feel each other's temperature in

their hands.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart. This temperature went from the palm to the chest,

and the whole heart was warm.

Back in the car, Allen had been in a daze. It was not until Molly waved her hand in front of him that he

came to his senses and smiled at Molly.

"Handsome guy, what's wrong? What are you thinking about now? " Molly said in a frivolous tone, and

raised Allen's chin with her hand. "I called you several times, but you ignored me."

"Nothing." Allen forced a smile, "I just miss Dad and mom a little."

Molly understood what Allen was thinking now. She patted him on the head, unfastened herself seat

belt, turned into his arms and found a seat steadily. "Let's come to see them again later, okay?"

Allen nodded and hugged Molly tightly.

Molly hit his chest with her head and said, "I've hugged you. Be happy, okay?"

Allen was amused by her, but he still mumbled, "It was you who got into my arms on your own initiative,

not what I was willing to hold!"

Hearing that, Molly raised her eyebrows. 'Good. I'm comforting you, but you're being arrogant now.'

Molly pretended to be disappointed, "So you don't want to hold me. Well, I'll go out!"

"Alas!" Allen hurriedly stopped her, "Although I didn't take the initiative to hug you, I didn't say that I

didn't want to hug you. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lying in his arms, Molly touched his chest with her fingers and said in her heart, 'Blind affectation!'

After saying good night to each other, the two of them went back to their own rooms to sleep. But Allen

didn't forget to remind Molly not to forget to get up early tomorrow morning.

Allen came back this morning and told Molly that no one had jogged with him since his father left. As

soon as she felt dizzy, she opened her mouth and said, "Why not? I'll go with you tomorrow morning."

But now Molly didn't realize how difficult it was for her to get up at six o'clock in the morning.

At six o'clock on Monday morning, Allen knocked on the door of Molly's room on time and pulled her up

from the bed. He talked to her who was in a daze while waiting for her to brush her teeth and wash her

face.

When Molly brushed her teeth, Molly's mouth was full of water, and her eyes seemed to be open and

closed. It looked very interesting.

Allen, who had been watching aside all the time, couldn't help but poke his finger, which made Molly

spit out a mouthful of water from her mouth.

Molly looked at Allen in confusion. Allen put on a serious look, as if he had done nothing. He looked at

Molly seriously and said, "Hurry up to wash up and get ready. Let's go downstairs to run."

Molly rolled her eyes at him helplessly, turned around, went back to her room, changed her clothes

which were suitable for running, and followed Allen downstairs.

Allen usually ran three laps around the community. Their community could be said to be large or small,

and there were always two kilometers in a lap. This made Molly suffer.

Molly hadn't done any exercise for a period of time, so she didn't bear the intensity of Allen's exercise

at all. In the first circle, she was fine, but she pulled down by Allen to run the second circle, and she

was unwilling to run in the third circle.

After three laps, seeing that Allen was completely fine, Molly really wanted to accumulate a bitter tear

for herself.

After breakfast, Molly was about to go to school because she had classes in the morning.

But when Molly went out, she suddenly realized a problem. She looked at Allen, who was smiling and

sending her out, and asked, "Can you stay at home alone?"