Love is like sugar and marriage is like water

"Last night...where was the switchblade I lost? I have to find it...otherwise, it wouldn't be good if someone else picked it up..."

After Tang Shu was thinking wildly and still had many unanswered questions, he suddenly remembered the knife again - he went straight to the place where he lost the knife last night and searched carefully, and sure enough he found it in the bushes.

Xiaolong saw that the knife was engraved with detailed patterns, and the gray handle shone in the sun. He took it from Tang Shu and played with it - using the knife to cut off a short leaf like a long sword. Cut the reed bamboo and make a slit in the middle of the reed tube. Put it in your mouth and blow it to make a sound like a flute.

Tang Shu also blew a crisp, loud and melodious whistle... It seemed that he had forgotten all his worries - of course this was pretending.

……

In the evening, Song Jie and Tang Shu met in the garden of the community. They walked side by side to a long chair in a corner and sat down. Tang Shu frowned, melancholy, and depressed...

Seeing him like this, Song Jie asked Tang Shu why he was like this?
This question, if not asked, actually made Tang Shuwen cry - he really couldn't restrain his emotions that rushed down like a flood, and burst into tears in front of Song Jie.

Tang Shu shed tears so hard - strings of teardrops as big as beans rushed out of his eyes and were accompanied by sobs.He cried so sadly in front of Song Jie - this obviously made Song Jie feel dumbfounded.

"Shu Shu...what's wrong with you today? What's wrong with you? Why are you crying so sadly?"

Song Jie frowned and her face changed suddenly - she had never seen Tang Shu cry so sadly. She suddenly panicked, her lips trembled, and she asked again and again.

After asking for a long time, I saw that Tang Shu was sobbing and bursting into tears - the strings of tears welling up in his eyes were still falling.He didn't answer her a word... So, Song Jie walked up to Tang Shu and stood on tiptoes. She suddenly thought of kissing Tang Shu's tearful cheek.

However, Tang Shu consciously took a step back, turned around and turned away from Song Jie's sexy cherry-red lips, sobbing and asking in a low voice:
"I've seen everything about you... Why are you still playing with my feelings? Why are you lying to me? You don't need to lie to me. If you have anything to say, I can accept it..."

"What are you talking about, I don't understand..." Song Jie said without understanding.

"Stop pretending...do you love him?"

"Love who?"

"You love my father? Do you love him? I want to know... Stop pretending... I have seen everything. Don't think that I am an ignorant child. In fact, I know everything."

Tang Shu stopped crying and raised his eyes to look at Song Jie with a meaningful and distant look.

"I... of course, I love him..."

"I don't quite believe it - why do you love him? I think my father is the director, and you love the power in his hands, right?"

"No, it's not... I love him, definitely not because he is the director, but because I like the smell of a mature man in him. He fascinates me... You don't understand this."

"Of course I don't understand. However, have you ever thought about my mother?... How she will feel once she knows this. You will hurt her..."

"I'm sorry, Shu Shu..." Song Jie whispered, "Oh, I'm so sorry... I won't hurt your mother - I never thought about marrying your father... I won't destroy you family."

Song Jie said frankly while hugging her arms tightly to her chest to cover up the lies in her heart.

"When did you and my father start?" "Yes...yes...my mother was filing a lawsuit and asked your father for help. My mother asked me to take the initiative to contact him...that's when it started..."

"You're not afraid, you're not afraid..."

Tang Shu wiped the tears on his face, his mood fluctuated, and he almost didn't know where to start asking - in fact, he had many questions buried in his heart that he wanted to ask her to solve.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I remember that you have many followers and admirers around you, and they have given you many expensive gifts... What I want to ask is, how will you respond to their pursuit?"

"I want...I want to return these gifts to them..."

"But, will they agree? I don't think so - maybe someone else will die...it may involve my father, so don't hurt my father!"

"Will not……"

"Why not? For example, Yu Qiang... The reason why he was hospitalized last time was actually a lie to you. He didn't fall by himself, but my father asked someone to beat him because Yu Qiang was following you with a knife. ...I saw it with my own eyes..."

"Ah...you are following us..." Song Jie was obviously surprised——

"Fortunately...if I hadn't followed you, you might have been killed by Yu Qiang long ago...Do you know who sent the text message telling you that Yu Qiang was coming?"

"Who is it? Is it you?"

"Well - I think Yu Qiang will not give up in the future. He will come to you for revenge, and he may still regard my father as his biggest love rival..."

"This, this, I will definitely call your father's attention... Shushu, thank you... you saved us - there are so many bad, shameful, and sinful things in me..."

"But, you really shouldn't play with my feelings..."

"Shu Shu, I'm not playing with you now, I love you - don't doubt it... It's just that our relationship is less than lovers and more than friends. This is the positioning of our relationship, and you also You should control your feelings...and based on my relationship with your father, you should call me aunt now."

"..." Tang Shu didn't know what to say - he hesitated.

He stood in front of Song Jie, facing her passionate gaze - and as long as Tang Shu was looked at lovingly by Song Jie... his whole body, from head to toe, from left to right, would completely belong to her. ... He is not mature at all about relationships between men and women - as long as Song Jie is by his side, he is content.

……

Tang Shu talked with Song Jie and finally said what he had buried in his heart. He was relieved, and the stone that was pressing in his heart slowly let go - so he still followed Xiaolong like a child. Children swing on the swing, or race to the top, or play badminton...

Tang Shu burst into laughter and finally stopped crying - he was smiling, maybe he was pretending... because when he was laughing, tears were still falling from his red and swollen eyes.

I hope you like my new book——