Love is like sugar and marriage is like water

When Tang Shu returned home and left, he specifically looked at Song Jie's closed small window with green curtains - this small window was not too big, but the light came out from the window glass, and in the night sky The faint light casts a glow on each other.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door slamming, which seemed so loud in the silent night - and after a while, the light in the small window went out.

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"Father, my beloved father, I have thought about it a lot, but I have never thought that... it was you and Song Jie who had an affair. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it at all. What do you mean by that? I look down on you at all. …”

When Tang Shu returned to his room unknowingly, he almost couldn't help but talk loudly to himself... It is worth noting that Tang Shu used "you" instead of "you" - it is always worth it His respected and noble father became so small and dirty in an instant.

However, he wanted to defend his father, and he thought wildly: "Maybe this was a dream, or a coincidence... he met him..."

These self-righteous, empty-handed, out-of-the-box assumptions suddenly broke into his childish and young mind. They were so unconventional and absurd that he didn't even dare to think about it anymore...

The next day, Tang Shu got up early in the morning and felt a sharp headache like needle pricks, as if there were countless small needles struggling in his head——

The excitement that had filled him yesterday was fleeting and gone.Now, instead of his excitement, there was a kind of overwhelming confusion and a kind of heart-breaking grief that he had never experienced before——

These confusions and sorrows... it was as if a part of him was dying.

"What's going on with you? You look like you're losing your mind?" Zhen Yan asked her son with concern after seeing Tang Shu.

Tang Shu didn't answer.

His mother's words slipped through his ears, but Tang Shu ignored them.

He didn't know how to tell his mother... He had lied too much to his mother - he had never lied in front of his mother before.

During breakfast, Tang Shu quietly buried his head in eating - sometimes raising his head, occasionally looking at his father's face, and occasionally looking into his mother's eyes -

Tang Kui was as calm and composed as usual... Zhen Yan was secretly sulking as usual.

At this time, Tang Kui had finished his meal, picked up his briefcase, and was about to go to work. Tang Kui was waiting to see if his father would come over to talk to him or give him a hug...

However, Tang Shu thought too much, and his father didn't even express his usual cold affection to him.

"Should I tell Song Jie all the facts I saw last night? How will she react if she hears it? Will she scold me?..."

A series of question marks made Tang Shu feel uncomfortable.

"What the hell, I'm going to risk it anyway - everything between me and Song Jie is over! If Song Jie scolds me, what does it matter? It doesn't matter anymore..."

So, Tang Shu walked to Song Jie's house.

However, Tang Shu thought too much - not only did he not have any words with Song Jie, he even had no chance to talk to her alone for a while.

This is because Song Jie's younger brother and Liu Li's biological son, Xiaolong, who is 12 years old, was originally in a boarding school in City B and returned to his mother during the summer vacation.

When Song Jie saw Tang Shu coming to her home, she was very happy and cheered, and immediately handed Xiaolong over to Tang Shu's care.

"Tang Shu, my dear best friend!" Song Jie said, "I will introduce you to a friend. His name is Xiaolong, and he is my younger brother. Don't be polite, you will like him."

Song Jie pulled Xiaolong over, and Xiaolong seemed a little shy. "He may have been in a closed school for a long time and developed social phobia, becoming a child who is afraid of meeting new people. But it's okay. As you get to know him gradually, you will feel that Xiaolong's character is actually quite good. "

"Okay, then I'll try to play with him!"

"Okay, now you might as well take him downstairs to the garden and take a walk with Xiaolong. You are the big brother, please take care of him more. I think you will do this, don't you? I obviously feel that you He is a kind, loving and handsome boy!"

Song Jie smiled sweetly and intimately and put her hands on Tang Shu's shoulders that showed the masculine beauty of men - but Tang Shu was completely confused and pale.

The little dragon suddenly appeared and fell from the sky, making Tang Shu, like the little dragon, become a child - this was something Tang Shu did not expect.

Tang Shu looked at Xiaolong silently and respectfully. Xiaolong also remained silent and silent, but looked at Tang Shu intently and intently.

Song Jie laughed loudly, took their hands up, and kneaded them together so that they shook hands but didn't look like shaking hands.

"Why don't you give me a hug? This is a rare opportunity to get along...Xiaolong—Shu Shu is not much older than you. You two can become friends!"

Xiaolong listened to his sister's advice and took the initiative to come over and hug Tang Shu.

"Would you like me to take you to the garden?" Tang Shu asked Xiaolong.

"Okay, brother!" he replied in a hoarse, childish voice.

Song Jie started laughing... Only then did Tang Shu realize that Song Jie had never had that kind of beautiful blush on her face - this kind of blush on her cheeks brought out her shyness, as if every blush contained her tenderness.

Tang Shu had read about it in a book and said that this blush was rare and only found on the faces of women in love.

He and Xiaolong went downstairs... They came to the garden of the community, in a small square, where there was a swing - it was rippling, flying, free and fascinating.

Tang Shu asked Xiaolong to sit on the small wooden board of the swing and started to swing for him.

Xiaolong was wearing a white shirt with a dark suit as a school uniform. He sat motionless on it, his hands stretched out and tightly grasping the ropes on both sides, seeming a little reserved.

"Are you wearing a school uniform? Then unbutton your collar and relax a little, don't make it so tight, okay?" Tang Shu said to Xiaolong.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it, brother!" Xiaolong said. He cleared his throat and spoke very little.

Xiaolong is as beautiful or handsome as his sister - especially those eyes that are very similar to Song Jie's - transparent and bright like a clear spring, and like watery grapes that people never tire of looking at.

Tang Shu could only help Xiaolong to push the swing willingly and pretending to be ingratiating. The heart-wrenching and dejected sadness was still quietly torturing Tang Shu's heart.

"Now... I am really a child. In Song Jie's eyes, I am just a child. She sees me as the same child as her brother..."

Tang Shu was thinking wildly again.

"However, last night..."

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