sweet joy

Chapter 138 Have you ever thought about what will happen to me after you leave?
The cucumbers that Mama Tang grows are green and white-skinned cucumbers, which are usually used for stir-frying, but they can also be eaten raw and served in salads. Song Xixi picked a few not very old ones and brought them home.

When she came back, Tang Nianxi had already come down from upstairs, and she and Grandma Tang were sitting in the living room watching TV.

Song Xixi held the cucumber and showed it to Grandma Tang: "Grandma, grandma, are these enough?"

"Enough is enough, two are enough." Grandma Tang nodded, picked two larger ones from Song Xixi's arms, and said, "Wash and peel them, then write them into thin slices, and grandma will help you adjust the sauce."

Song Xixi went back to the kitchen and followed Grandma Tang's instructions to prepare one by one. Tang Zhihuan leaned against the door and couldn't help but came in and took a piece to eat: "It's delicious."

Song Xixi looked at him tenderly, blinked and asked him, "Am I delicious or cucumber?"

"Cucumbers are delicious."

Mr. Tang took a few more chopped cucumbers and hid in the kitchen.

After cutting it and putting it on a plate, Grandma Tang taught Song Xixi how to adjust the sauce, then poured it on and mixed well. Although it was not tasty yet, it was still delicious.

Song Xixi put the fresh-keeping film on and put the mixed cucumber in the refrigerator to chill, and it became a cold dish at night.

When Mama Tang came back in the evening, Song Xixi and Tang Nianxi prepared the meals. The family ate dinner in peace. Mama Tang's attitude towards Song Xixi was much gentler. What can be done.

But Mother Tang still hoped that Song Xixi would go abroad as soon as possible, so as not to affect her son's future.

"Would you like to go for a walk? Will there be fireflies at night?" Because the cucumber salad was so delicious, Song Xixi couldn't help but eat half a bowl of rice, and now she feels a little uncomfortable.

And at home, Tang's mother kept her eyes on the two of them, fearing that they would do something, and Song Xixi would feel uncomfortable all over.

"It should be, I'll take you for a walk on the path."

The man pushed down his glasses, his voice was flat, but very nice.

Under the moonlight, Tang Zhihuan looked more like that kind of gentle scum with a pretty face, Song Xixi was distracted when he saw it, and since Tang's mother was not around, Song Xixi began to lay hands on the man beside him.

It wasn't until Mama Tang called that the two of them had no plans to return.

"Honey, I still want a kiss~" Song Xixi pulled him and refused to leave.

Tang Zhihuan smiled softly, put his arms around Song Xixi's waist, leaned over and kissed her.

In the quiet night sky, there are few stars, and the cicadas sing.

Breathing a little short, Tang Zhihuan embraced Song Xixi, pressing against her eyebrows: "Song Xixi, you haven't told me when to leave yet."

"Tang Zhihuan, I don't want to tell you."

"..."

Song Xixi gently pushed him away, and then kissed his lips: "Don't always think that I will leave, let's spend every minute and every second happily, after all, I don't belong to this time and space .”

"What's so good? Song Xixi, have you ever thought about what will happen to me after you leave?"

"You have traveled back and returned to your own life track. You go to work and rest every day and live a normal life, but have you ever thought that my life has been disrupted by you into a mess? You come when you say it, and then leave when you say it. What about me? Have you considered my feelings?"

Song Xixi was stunned by Tang Zhihuan's sudden roar, and felt a pain like a needle in his heart.

He reached out to hold Tang Zhihuan's hand, but was dodged.

"Tang Zhihuan..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not emotionally stable... go back, my mother should be in a hurry."

Tang Zhihuan took a deep breath, then took off his glasses, and touched his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Are you crying?"

"Well, when I think about losing you soon, it feels like there are 1000 million needles poking in my heart at the same time. It's very uncomfortable."

His voice was low and hoarse, like a child who was about to be abandoned by his mother in kindergarten, he was wronged and distressed.

"Tang Zhihuan..."

"It's okay, I'll be fine in a while." Tang Zhihuan put on his glasses again, turned on the flashlight function of his phone, and illuminated the dark path: "Be careful, don't fall, you go ahead."

(End of this chapter)