Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 390
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The flower vendor said: "Yes, sir, you really know the goods, and you know that the jade lotus flowers in March are the most beautiful." As he said, he picked out a bunch of white and pink jade lotus flowers from a pile of colorful spring flowers.

Teng Zhongqian gave the money and got back into the car with a large bouquet of flowers.

The taxi driver glanced in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Sir, are you going to meet your lover today?"

Teng Zhongqian was taken aback, and the shyness on his face that seemed like a young man's first love was instantly wiped away, and he quickly returned to his usual gentle and elegant appearance: "Go to see a friend from when I was young."

The driver master smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Just such a sentence, but it brought the teacher Teng back to the real world who was holding flowers and going to see his lover in the parallel time and space.

Teng Zhongqian looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window in a daze, and the scenes that flashed before his eyes were those of him and Li Miaolian.
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The car drove to the community near Mingtan Park, Teng Zhongqian got off at the gate, and walked to a certain apartment building in the north of the community.

He stopped outside the iron gate and pressed the door number of the unit on the tenth floor.

The old access control system made a "dididi" sound, and soon someone connected.

Teng Zhongqian's heart skipped a beat.

"Hello, who is it?" The other party asked.

When he heard that it wasn't Li Miaolian's voice, he let go of his concern: "Hello, I'm looking for Lawyer Tang's mother."

The other party paused and asked, "Who are you?"

Teng Zhongqian cleared his throat and squeezed the bouquet in his hand: "I am Teacher Teng."

"Wait a moment." The access control phone was hung up.

Teng Zhongqian raised his heart again, as nervous as a young boy about to meet his first love.

After a while, the access control was lifted, and with a "click", the iron door opened.

Teng Zhongqian walked in holding the bouquet, pressed the elevator, and went up to the tenth floor.

Standing in the elevator, he has been swallowing his throat to relieve his tension, thinking that when he sees Li Miaolian in a while, he must at least stabilize his emotions and explain things clearly first.

He came today to change Tang Xien's surname and enter the family tree.But the more he reminded himself, the faster his heart beat.

The elevator soon reached the tenth floor, the door opened, he walked out holding the jade lotus, stopped outside a certain unit, and carefully observed the living environment of Li Miaolian.

The brown stainless steel anti-theft door and the floor at the door were scrubbed clean, and the Spring Festival couplets pasted by the door were neat and intact.

He rang the doorbell, and soon someone answered the door. It was a middle-aged aunt about 50 years old, who should be the live-in caregiver Tang Xien mentioned.

After the other party opened the door, he said warmly, "Mr. Teng, hello, please come in."

It's just that with such enthusiasm, after opening the door and seeing the bunch of jade lotus in his hand, the expression on his face froze.

Teng Zhongqian didn't bother with the nurse's gaze, put on a guest, and walked in generously holding a bouquet.

Aunt Wang closed the door, followed her, and said with a smile, "Sister Li is not in good health. The doctor told her to rest in bed. I will take you to find her." Then she walked to the room behind the living room.

While Teng Zhongqian followed, he was also looking at the house carefully.The design of the house is full of ingenuity, it should be designed by Fu Shiyu.

He stood still at the door of the room, and heard the nurse announce in the room: "Sister Li, Teacher Teng is here, let him in now?"

"Let him in." Teng Zhongqian's hands trembled uncontrollably when he heard this familiar voice that was repeated in his dream.

Even when Aunt Wang let him in, he was still out of state.

Aunt Wang yelled again, and then he came back to his senses, held the bouquet in his hand, and entered the room.

The room was large and tidy, with floor-to-ceiling glass on one side.At this time, the curtains were all drawn, and the warm spring sunshine fell on the dark wooden floor and white carpet in the house.

In the corner of the room, between a pair of leather bucket chairs, is a small dark wooden round table. On the table is a small transparent vase with several white and pink jade lotus flowers inserted in the vase.

Teng Zhongqian moved his eyes to the side. In the center of the room was a dark brown log bed about 1.8 meters high. The quilt on the bed was off-white. The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows made it very warm.

Teng Zhongqian looked at the woman sitting on the bed.

She has neat shoulder-length black hair, and the ends of her hair are slightly wrapped in; her skin is fair and plump, but upon closer inspection, it is a pale, sickly white; her lips are also a little pale; her delicate nose is still straight Delicate, and her eyes, black and white, are still clear.

Teng Zhongqian's pupils shrank, and his gaze quickly returned from Li Miaolian's face to her whole body.She wears a pink and purple fitted cardigan with green and yellow knitted flowers at the neckline.Her figure still looks slender, undistorted by having three children.

She seemed to be the little Miaolian who called him "Teacher Tang" crisply back then.

Teng Zhongqian's eyes were red, and he walked to Li Miaolian with heavy steps, held the jade lotus in front of her, choked his throat, and said: "Miaolian, this is your favorite flower."

Li Miaolian also had red eyes, took the bouquet, put it on her lap, picked out the most beautiful ones from it, and handed it to Teng Zhongqian: "Teacher Tang, please put it in the vase for me."

Teng Zhongqian watched her pick the jade lotus, and at the same time saw her rough and swollen hands.

He burst into tears instantly, knelt down in front of Li Miaolian with a puff, held her hands and pressed them against his forehead, weeping uncontrollably.

On the contrary, Li Miaolian, who used to cry whenever Teng Zhongqian was mentioned, was surprisingly calm today.

She looked at Teng Zhongqian, who was kneeling in front of her and weeping bitterly, with a gentle expression. After a long time, she said in her usual gentle and soft voice: "Teacher Tang, I'm fine, don't cry."

Her hands are at least twice as thick as before, how could it be better?But to Teng Zhongqian, she always reported good news but not bad news.

How could Teng Zhongqian not understand, it was just because he understood that it was painful.These pains all come from anger at the incompetence of youth.

"Teacher Tang, how are you doing?" Li Miaolian asked him.

He finally stopped crying, and let go of Li Miaolian's hand, picked up the jade lotus that Li Miaolian had picked out just now, turned around, and put the flower into the vase.

There happened to be tissues on the table, he took out two, turned his back to Li Miaolian, gently wiped away the tears under his eyes, and when he turned around again, he had his usual gentle smile on his face.

He sat down on the chair opposite Li Miaolian, looked at Li Miaolian sitting on the bed with clear eyes, forced a smile and said: "I am fine, my job is very stable, and my life is not hard. Miaolian, how about you?"

When he asked the last sentence, the smile on his face couldn't hold back, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, which was a muscle expression of trying to control the impulse to cry.

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)