If love could come back

There was a quiet, oppressive and oppressive stillness in the car.

The man's slender and strong palms firmly held the steering wheel, and turned it back to the right position familiarly. The car was stable but not losing speed, only the sound of the engine could be heard faintly, like an unbearable anxiety.His eyes followed his hand and moved upwards, his silent face was unusually calm, as calm as the surface of a frozen lake, he couldn't see any movement under the ice layer at all, but there was a slight chill in it.

Apart from being silent, she didn't know what to say.

The car was driving in tense silence, until it stopped, she subconsciously looked out of the window—children's welfare home?

Why did you bring her here?

She turned her head full of puzzlement, and before she could ask any questions, she saw the man who had been silent all this time unbuckle his seat belt and got out of the car, walked around and opened the door for her, finally willing to speak.

"I want to show you someone."

"See who?"

I saw that Kingsley's eyes sank, and there was an inexplicable coldness in the corner of his mouth.

"A very important person."

His heart skipped a beat for no reason, and the hesitation that flashed across his eyes did not escape those sharp black eyes. He didn't want to waste time here, so he went directly to hold her with one hand, and after closing the car door with the other hand, he walked into this place without looking back. home for children.

With her long legs, she walked faster than usual, and she was full of doubts, so she had no choice but to speed up and follow his footprints one after the other. Who was he anxious to meet?

Why do you have to pull her?

When they walked into the front yard, a beautiful melody came flying.

... a violin?

She couldn't help lowering her eyebrows, and after a moment of daze, she suddenly realized it!

Looking up suddenly, it turned out that they had arrived at the atrium of the Children's Welfare Institute.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, on the green grass in the atrium of the orphanage, a beautiful woman in an elegant white dress showed a gentle smile, and a series of beautiful notes flowed out under her playing, surrounded by the courtyard children. The woman in the middle is as dazzling as the stars holding the moon.

Quickly glanced at the hands that were still holding each other, she instinctively wanted to pull away, but he held it tighter as if he had expected it, and turned around when she faintly tried to break free, with a gloomy expression on her face He looked at her intently, preventing her from flinching.

It would be too childish to try harder, but she still couldn't help but feel wronged in her heart, and met his eyes, unable to break free and unwilling to admit defeat.

The clasped hands are a silent wrestling of emotions, and the gazes staring at each other seem to be a kind of confrontation.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

The two looked at the past at the same time, apparently someone had noticed their arrival.

Catherine smiled slightly, lowered her face and whispered a few words to the courtyard children, then put down the piano in her hand and walked towards them.

"I don't want to make you sad, but this matter must be clarified first."

As Catherine approached, he could quickly feel the fluctuations in her heart due to the close contact of her palms. He clasped her big hands tirelessly to convey warmth, and he said something seriously.

what?

Before she could figure out what he meant, Catherine had already come to the two of them with a smile on her face.

"Hi, are you here so soon?"

Ms. Fang's somewhat smirking expression was puzzling. Obviously, she was not a little bit surprised by their arrival.

Among the three people facing each other like this, she seemed to be the only one who felt uncomfortable.

Suddenly, she slowly turned her face bit by bit and looked at Kingsley—so, is Miss Fang the very important person he wanted her to meet?

"I want you to meet Catherine, it's very important."

He answered the questions she couldn't ask with certainty.

Xu Xiaoli stared at him for a moment, a feeling of tightness rose in her throat, and she unconsciously clenched her lips slowly... Taking a deep breath, she resolutely turned her eyes away and looked at Catherine .

"Miss Fang—"

As a result, Catherine raised her hand to interrupt her, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, but I have to interrupt you, please listen to me first, okay?"

Catherine looked at Kingsley, a subtle gleam in her eyes.

"Actually, it was my dad's birthday, so I invited Kingsley and his parents. Because I had a cold at the time, I felt very unwell after drinking some alcohol, but my dad and mommy couldn't leave for a while, so I let Kingsley Help drive me home, that's all."

Of course, there was another reason for the invitation that day, which was to take this opportunity to clear up the previous suspicions. As for the "previous suspicions", there is no need to talk about them.

She froze, and finally understood.

"Am I making that clear enough?" Catherine turned to Kingsley with a smile.

This is the first time she wants to explain this for a man. This man is really very clear, and he doesn't allow any misunderstandings from the person she likes. How many women would want to make fun of themselves like this?

She was quite surprised when she suddenly received a call from Kingsley today, especially when he said he wanted to meet her.

Originally, she wanted to make another appointment, because she promised her friend to come to the orphanage to teach children how to play the piano today.Who knew that he didn't mind at all and said that he would come directly, as if he couldn't wait a second more urgently.However, when he told her the purpose of looking for her, she knew what it was that had quietly risen in her heart when she received the call, and then disappeared in an instant, and she also understood who the eagerness on the phone was for.

From the beginning to the end, it can only be that person.

"Thank you."

Kingsley nodded to her, Catherine smiled gracefully with lowered eyebrows, covered the envy in her eyes, and retreated wisely, only to hear the person who was always treated wholeheartedly say in a low voice after walking a few steps: "I didn't -"

"I know." The calm voice interrupted midway, "but I don't want a thorn in my heart either."

Xu Xiaoli looked at him, suddenly unable to cope.

A small pebble was thrown into the heart lake, and the ripples spread continuously, and it turned out that the calmness was just what she thought.

Even Catherine, who hadn't gone far, couldn't help but stop and look back.

She is also a woman, but she knows very well that unless she really doesn't love and doesn't care, otherwise no woman in the world can really care about such things, even if she doesn't say it, she will probably remember it for a lifetime.

Then, a faint sense of loss emerged spontaneously—maybe she came too late, and she was not lucky enough to have such a man.

Catherine turned her gaze to Xu Xiaoli's delicate side face, which could change the face of this calm and reserved man. If he didn't care so much that he couldn't lose, how could he be so nervous?If it is not a deep love, is there any other explanation?

Afterwards, she let out a sigh of relief, withdrew all her eyes, and left.

There is absolutely no room for a third person in the world of those two.

"I brought you here to let Catherine explain it to you. Maybe it's not polite, but this is the most straightforward way I can think of, because I don't want to get too entangled in this matter. I I don't want you to misunderstand."

"I never doubted you."

"But because of her, you choose to 'back off', don't you?"

She took a sudden breath, a little unable to resist confronting him.

"...Can you let go first?"

The unintentional fragility revealed in the words made his eyes shrink, and he stared at her slightly pale face for a long time, and finally let go, but it didn't mean he would give up.

"I want to know why, and I want to hear your reasons."

His stubbornness would push people to the edge, successfully defeating her forbearance.

"You and I are people from two worlds. There is a big gap between us and it is impossible to be together, do you understand?"

"I don't know."

He vetoed it flatly, and such a reason could not convince him, "We are already together, aren't we? You have made enough choices for me, but I can't accept it!"

Seeing him so domineering for the first time, she couldn't believe it.

She has never had the right to make decisions in her hands, so how can she make choices for him?The difference between cloud and mud makes her only be in a passive position from the very beginning, if she can choose, if she can decide, then——unfortunately, there will never be an "if".

"I didn't decide anything for you."

"You decided to keep us apart, you decided to let me lose you, you decided who was more suitable for me, but you know what I want? I don't need someone like myself, what I need is not a mirror .”

The incomprehensible suffocation and the depression with nowhere to express rushed up, making her eyes reddened. "No matter what, the result is the same. Does it have to hurt both sides and bleed before stopping?"

Once, she naively thought that two people who loved each other would be able to stay together forever, as long as they remembered that sweetness.But the reality is that she thinks too simply. It turns out that there is a distance in this world that is not allowed to be crossed, because it seems to be doomed at the moment of birth.

How could he not understand?

How can you be so resolute that you won't give in even one step?

The tears and pain in her eyes made him reluctant to give up, but at the same time, he finally affirmed one thing, his heart no longer hung high, and the expression in his eyes became more determined.He can compromise on anything in the future, but this time he can never let it go.

"Auntie doesn't mean what you think." Otherwise, how could you tell him?

"It's meaningless to say these things now." But she didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just words of comfort.

Hearing this, his expression sank, he stared at her very intently, and asked in an unusually calm tone: "Well, I just need to know one thing - do you still love me?"

Kingsley stared at her face without letting go for a moment, not missing the unnaturalness of the flash, and the panic that flashed in the eyes that suddenly started to dodge a little.

"...Did you forget? It was I who said we were going to break up."

"I haven't forgotten, but I want to hear you tell me again."

Quietly wet eyes reflected the handsome and resolute face in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was really going too far.With a sore nose, his eyes moved away unconsciously, and he stubbornly put firmness into his tone.

"After two people have been together for a long time, the relationship will gradually fade, and it is only natural to separate."

Although he had expected it, the sentence "Of course" still made his teeth clenched, and he felt a strange but real throbbing pain.It's just that he didn't want to be disturbed by these, and he didn't want to hear her gossip about him, so he endured it and asked stubbornly: "Look at me, say it again."

She stared at him incredulously, and then forced herself to calm down, but saw her embarrassing expression in those clear black eyes. The more embarrassing it became.

On the other hand, he still looked at her calmly.

He is waiting.

but why?

Why should she say it again?

However, she didn't know what kind of panic was hidden under these seemingly determined pupils. The entanglement of anxiety and contradiction made him almost helpless as if he could only wait.Because only she can untie the knot in her heart.

The wind gently brushed his cheek, and then blew towards her.

"...I can't be with you, because I'm tired of the days of fear and fear, and the feeling of liking has long since faded away." She finally could speak, speaking quickly, hanging on her body The hands on the side quietly tightened.

Every word she said was like cutting his heart with a sharp dagger, but he could only choose to ignore it.

"say it one more time."

"I'm bored! I don't love you! I want to live peacefully by myself, is that okay?" Her eyes were burning, she still stared at him hard, and shouted at him almost emotionally broken, feeling angry and not knowing what to do Cuo, I don't understand what he means by this?

"one more time."

His expression didn't change, and he asked repeatedly as if he couldn't get tired of hearing it.

"I do not love you!"

"one more time."

"I've said it many times, why do you have to—"

"Then have you convinced yourself?"

The light tone made it impossible to hear any emotions, and the only eyes that showed true feelings had a deep and incomprehensible gaze that flowed between her brows that couldn't hide her thoughts.

The unfinished words suddenly stopped.

There was a thud in my heart, like the muffled sound of a bow and arrow hitting a bull's-eye.

He asked her if she had convinced himself.

Who were those words addressed to?Is it really to convince him, or do you also want to convince yourself?

Standing on the grass in the empty atrium of the orphanage, the muffled sound in my heart echoed clearly and audibly.

He said that he didn't want her to misunderstand, so he took her here to find Miss Fang. At that moment, she understood too much. She really understood how serious he was and how sure he was of this relationship.

He didn't believe her reasons for breaking up, and he didn't accept her decision to break up, so he pressed her repeatedly, forcing her to stop talking about those insincere words.

All of a sudden, the embarrassment that cannot be hidden, the loathing of hypocrisy, the anxiety of retreating, the grievances that have been endured for a long time, the ambiguous struggle... All kinds of complicated and difficult emotions are like boiling molten molten liquid. And then, the unsteady breathing was still out of order, becoming messy and broken intermittently.

There was a small voice in the bottom of her heart that comforted her: So he always knew, he always understood...

The heart that had experienced the cold and ice cellar on the chest seemed to be shining again under the warm sun, and it couldn't wait to beat again, even overflowing with warmth restlessly.

The wetness quickly condensed and grew in the corners of the eyes, and the crystal clear teardrops rolled down the cheeks with the remaining warmth, leaving behind the tears that had already cooled down, and then a new trace followed non-stop, and it went round and round, and it couldn't stop.

In front of him, she always has the upper hand.

The crystal-clear tears are really like beads with a broken thread, because of her, he has always been taught the word distressed frequently.

He made up his mind to force her to repeat those words against her will. He knew it was cruel and bad, but he had no other choice.Until even she herself couldn't stand such inconsistency.It was because he was selfishly unwilling to let go, and no reason could convince her, unless she really no longer had his place in her heart.

At this moment, there was no need to say the answer he wanted.

He stepped forward and leaned closer.

Ten fingers caressed her face tenderly, and gently wiped away those cold and wet tears for her. He was as careful as he was treating fragile and precious porcelain, and his black eyes looked into the deepest part of her eyes with strong affection, as if Water tenderness flows naturally.

"Did you know? The sun will expand and explode in 70 billion years. In other words, the earth will be wiped out in ashes after 70 billion years. If there is really reincarnation, if there is really a next life, how many lives will it be? But I dare not send Looking at 'life after life', I just hope that I can grasp the present and cherish the time we have now, because I believe in one sentence - in the next life, whether you love it or not, you will never see each other again."

She opened her eyes slightly, unable to look away.

The last sentence, which sounded sad, set off a huge wave in her heart.

"I know that even if everything can be restarted, we will not be at the original starting point. Because my previous persistence hurt you too much, making it difficult for you to trust me again. This is what I should bear, and I am willing to bear it , but I won't let go."

Hands, slid over her shoulders and down her arms, and finally held her hands firmly with warm palms, blending into the endlessly gentle voice, full of firmness like a rock.

"When you feel unconfident, whether it's in me or in yourself, I want you to remember—a marriage letter won't be our end, even without it... we can still talk about a lifetime of love, okay?"

Deeply moved in her heart, she stared at this man who said she would never see her again in the next life but promised her this life, and was speechless for a moment.

"I don't want to be without you, will you forgive my selfishness?"

He is gentle, yet domineering.

Looking at these beautiful eyes, like the sparkling waves of a lake in spring, my heart is still sour and hot.

Tears broke the bank again.

When the first moving teardrop fell, she couldn't help but threw herself into that firm and warm embrace, hugged her hands tightly, and then cried out.

The arms that had been waiting for a long time were also tightened, hugging her without leaving any gaps, sighing softly, absorbing the faint natural fragrance from her body, and filled my heart with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and steadfastness.

Finally, relieved.

just got it.

The embrace of each other is the best destination.

The author has something to say: Reader Ah Jing is worried that Ms. Fang is a high-class moth, but she is not. She is a small catalyst, a truly elegant and well-educated celebrity daughter.

In the next life, whether you love it or not, you will never see each other again. ——This sentence is written by Mr. Liang, a famous radio host in Hong Kong, to his son. I hope everyone can see it here, and hope that everyone can cherish the people who love you around you.

This sentence is arranged to be uttered by Kingsley, which is more in line with him in my article. He is a little more emotional but cannot completely let go of rationality. Therefore, it is more practical to grasp the present than to live for 70 billion years.

Extra Story [-] Subtle Changes

The doorbell rang.

Jing Jing, who was originally sitting in the living room flipping through magazines, raised her eyes, and her eyes were instantly clear. Just as she was about to turn her head to look at the door, the bell rang again.Then there was an imperceptible amused look on the corner of her mouth, she sighed helplessly in her heart, and shook her head as if she had nothing to do.

The servants were not there, so she had to open the door.

When the thick log door opened, the person outside was about to reach out and press it a third time.

Jing Jing opened the door further, folded his arms around his chest, raised his slender eyebrows neatly and looked at his nephew outside the door, and said without waiting for anyone to speak: "Upstairs."

Kingsley's expression was gloomy.

Yesterday she said that she had to be busy with other things, but she didn't expect to be busy with this?

She never told him.

Nothing was mentioned.

why?

Suddenly, his chest was filled with all kinds of strange and chaotic emotions. He didn't want to continue those unnecessary guesses, and he didn't want her to know the hidden worries in his heart.

However, the unspoken reason made him have to care.

Without time to think about it, he quickly crossed the scene and strode upstairs.

The distance from the lobby on the first floor to the second floor is not too long, but it is enough to make you feel uneasy.

If she hadn't left her mobile phone in the living room and was picked up by her aunt, he didn't know how long he would have been kept secret.When driving to Uncle Geroge's house, he couldn't help but guess why Uncle Geroge suddenly wanted to find her, because his aunt only threw him a sentence: You will know if you come or not.

Since it was caused by him, how could she bear it alone?

"Put harder on the left side."

Soon he came to the second floor, at the door of the baroque retro-style lounge, he heard a very familiar voice, the tone was hard to be mistaken, and the bossy tone sounded like he was very impatient.

"I said left!"

"here?"

"Sit down a little more, down, down—uh."

Just now I thought the old man was finally satisfied, but I didn't expect to have another opinion in the next second: "You also said that you are a policeman, why don't you have any strength in your hands?"

Kingsley clearly saw the coziness and comfort on the old man's face that he didn't want to show, but he still wanted to be picky.

Then, she responded neither humble nor overbearing.

"I'm worried that too much force will hurt you. You can't use too much force when massaging the acupoints, as long as you can stimulate the acupoints with yin force, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable later." She didn't care about the old man's criticism. Inadvertently or intentionally, just patiently explain to him.

In fact, the old man would criticize each time. She was unavoidably trembling the first two times, fearing that she would do or say something wrong, but now she is more used to it.

At that time, when I first received a call from Jing Jing saying that Uncle Geroge was looking for her, I was really restless and restless.Later, I learned that the old man had another leg problem, but he refused to go to the doctor anyway. In desperation, Jing had no choice but to find her again on his own initiative.

At first, the old man couldn't get rid of this face no matter what, and was very resistant.

Then there was a steady stream of pickiness, as if she couldn't satisfy him no matter what she did, but the strange thing was that she didn't have the slightest thought of shrinking back at that time.

"It's really long-winded, how many times have you said this? You can press as I tell you!" The impatient tone seemed to be filled with disgust, as if she was really long-winded.

She couldn't help pursing the corners of her mouth and glanced at the old man helplessly, and decided to follow his intentions in the blink of an eye, so she pointed at a certain acupuncture point with a little more force.

As expected, Jing Sen's eyebrows tightened suddenly!

A suppressed "hiss" entered her ears, she knew that the old man was obviously in pain but she forcibly endured it, and then gave her a resolute look.

"Look, it hurts, right?"

Seeing her innocent and innocent face, Jing Sen narrowed his eyes, although he knew he was wronged, he still did not change his haughty posture.

"Humph!"

He hummed heavily.

Seeing this, she smiled without saying a word.

Outside the door, Kingsley stared at the gloomy light in his thoughtful eyes, and he slowly raised his eyes, with a hint of understanding and relief hidden in his deep eyes... Finally, he finally walked in.

The two people inside followed the reputation, Xu Xiaoli couldn't help being taken aback, and the embarrassment of being caught immediately appeared on her face.Jing Sen was also surprised, but quickly covered it up, and after thinking about it, he understood more than half of it.

So, the old man raised an eyebrow at Kingsley.

Although Jing Jing didn't say anything, if he couldn't detect any clues, he would have lived in vain for decades.It's a pity that he can't learn to pretend to be deaf and dumb. How can he pretend not to know what has happened?

If he wants to make things difficult, wait and see who can do anything to him.

"Uncle Geroge, are your feet hurting again?"

It's not that Kingsley didn't miss the look in the old man's eyes, but he was sure that the old man really meant no harm.

Hearing this, Huan Jingsen was stunned.

This is not the reaction he expected... All the rhetoric suddenly became useless, and the old man responded unconsciously: "...um."

"Then let me learn it too, maybe it will come in handy."

He came over, raised his lips and smiled, with warmth in the corners of his eyes and brows.

She looked at him, understanding.

Kingsley once had an argument with his aunt because she was ridiculed in a famous store. She used to feel sweet and satisfied, but now she can no longer indulge in this selfish touch, because both she and he have begun to understand the act of defense Undoubtedly, it just stimulated the sensitive nerves of the elders even more.

Sensing her focused gaze, he looked back naturally.

The four eyes meet, the self-evident heart is being conveyed silently, and there are gentle ripples on the lips.

Just because he is here.

The author has something to say: There are many ways to protect the one you love. After weighing the pros and cons, you will understand that impulsive defense may gain short-term pleasure, but it is also the worst way. Kingsley here finally understands, So choose a more gentle way to advance and retreat together~

Extra Story [-]: Little warmth in the kitchen

"...So, that's what you meant when you said you had something to do a few times before?"

"Ah."

She glanced quietly, and saw that his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were gloomy and gloomy like a bottomless pit, but she probably could guess a little, so she asked him deliberately.

"Are you mad at me? Because I didn't tell you anything."

He froze for a moment and shook his head firmly.

"How could I be angry with you? I'm just worried that you will be wronged too much."

"But I don't feel wronged!" She pursed her lips and smiled. In fact, she was not surprised to hear him say that. She stepped forward to hold his hand, and her bright and clear eyes looked straight into the depths of her black eyes, "Just like you Said, so I want to 'cherish', cherish everything we have, including the people you love."

He looked at her slightly dazedly.

"I thought about it. It turns out that I have never tried to understand your family before, and I have never had the opportunity to let them understand me. Everyone has no chance to understand each other's thoughts. Although there may be an difficult process, you will come with me, won't you?"

Just like just now.

"So, can you stop being angry with yourself?"

After staring at her for a long time, he held his big palm behind his back, tightly covering the warm and soft catkins in his palm.He knew that he should say something at this time, but thousands of words seemed to be unable to reach the only thought in his heart.

Suddenly, he leaned over and pressed a kiss lightly on her forehead, smiling softly.

"Okay, don't be angry."

Unprepared, she was startled, and hurriedly looked at the kitchen door—fortunately, there was no one there, and when she looked back, she saw that pair of black eyes that were so satisfied that they smiled were full of tenderness.

"Your aunt and Uncle George are here."

"I know."

He smiled calmly as usual, which made her want to stare.Unexpectedly, it was as if someone was completely unconscious after being stared at, just looking back and forth curiously at the various ingredients that were almost full of the cooking counter.

"Well, what are you going to do now?"

Have people who are usually serious have learned to cheat?She's a little maladaptive and overwhelmed.

"You know, the servants in Uncle George's house are not here, and he doesn't want to go out to eat, so your aunt asked me if I could cook."

The implication is obvious.

"can you cook?"

He was surprised, and the question blurted out without much thought.

"Hey!"

The person who was underestimated immediately protested, with his hands on his hips unconsciously, his almond-eyed appearance was not strong enough, but it was cute. He wanted to laugh but quickly suppressed it, so he had to explain: "No, I thought you Only cook noodles."

"Don't underestimate me, okay? I'm not just good at cooking noodles." She wrinkled her nose and snorted softly, "Just wait and see."

A smug look finally made him laugh.

She ignored him, turned around and began to prepare the pair of ingredients. In fact, only a few people ate it. Why did the servant prepare such a large amount?While thinking about what to cook, she rolled up her sleeves, until she was stunned by the sudden crowd around her, but she saw him unbuttoning his sleeves and rolling up his sleeves like her.

"what are you going to do?"

"I'll help you."

And then more than once she turned her head to peek when he went a step further and offered to handle the live shrimp for her.

The first time I saw him wearing an apron.

I didn’t expect a man to look so good in an apron. It’s not funny at all, but it’s also kind. It’s rare to see such a homely look, especially his expression is very serious, serious and focused, as if he is doing research, but just holding a knife It's really worrying.

I saw him clumsily grabbing a shrimp and putting it on the chopping board, pressing it lightly, with a somewhat bewildered expression, even more hesitant when he cut the knife.Suddenly, Xia Zi bowed and flicked hard, and he was startled, making her almost unable to help laughing.

But it didn't take long for him to get used to it. Compared with before, his movements were much cleaner and neater, and it could even be said that he became more and more proficient.The openings on the back of each shrimp are neat and consistent. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought it was the effect of mechanical cutting, and the shrimp lines inside were also picked clean.

"is this OK?"

He picked up a shrimp with a very humble tone, after all, it was really his first time.

"Of course you can."

She smiled, really wanted to use a ruler to measure whether the length and depth of the openings on the backs of these shrimps were all the same, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart the rigor of scientists, and the meticulous style is really reflected vividly.

It's just that she didn't expect that she also quickly realized that someone is really almost a blank sheet of paper in some aspects of life.

To make this dish, you need to marinate the cleaned shrimp with marinade for about 20 minutes, but when she finished adding the last spoonful of cooking wine and started to mix well, she realized that the smell was not the same as what she had done before. identical?

She picked it up, and smelled it strangely through her nose.

"what happened?"

He turned his head, curious what she was doing.

"This taste is not very right." She frowned and wondered what went wrong.

Seeing this, Kingsley nodded indifferently, then picked up the things that were put back earlier, and asked, "Do you want to add more sugar?"

She looked up, took a closer look, and then stared at the salt in his hand.

Suddenly remembered that all the seasonings just now were handed over by the great professor.

"... What you gave me just now is this—" she paused, "—'sugar'?"

"Ah."

The big professor actually nodded to her affirmatively, even plausibly.

"It turns out that the kitchen also uses this kind of fine-grained refined granulated sugar. I thought it was more commonly used for coffee, but coffee is usually pressed into a cube shape."

After staring at him in amazement for a while, she decisively decided to speak with facts.

Scooped a small spoonful of "sugar" for him to taste.

"Huh?" He was puzzled.

"Have you tried this 'sugar' to see if it has changed?" She smiled sweetly.

So he tasted it without doubt.

In the next second, an extremely strong salty taste swept through the mouth!He immediately frowned, subconsciously dodged her small spoon, and turned to rinse his mouth without saying a word.

The instigator on the side laughed unconscionably, and laughed louder and louder as he went to pour water. Naturally, there was no lack of satisfaction in the successful prank, which made him angry and funny. How could she use the trick she used against Uncle George on him?

"Look, you will definitely divide sugar and salt in the future, right?"

Joking aside, she didn't forget to hand him the glass of boiled water in her hand.He took a sip from the cup and sighed helplessly in his heart. Could this be the legendary "shocking education"?

Now he dares to play tricks on him, but he knows that he has nothing to do with her.There was, however, a serious situation at hand which urgently needed to be resolved.

"……What now?"

Naturally, he asked about those "smelt" shrimps.

The two got together, looking at the shrimps lying quietly in the big bowl, worrying.

"Or, more lemon juice?"

He was at the side to help out with ideas. I saw her cut a lemon and squeezed a few drops of lemon juice. Maybe the scent of the lemon can cover the salty taste?

"No way, you can only add two or three drops of lemon juice. If you add more, it will overwhelm other flavors. Then you will only have the taste of lemon, and it will be astringent."

"What about the sugar?"

"Older people don't seem to be able to eat too much sugar."

"..."

The two of them, who were looking after a dead sheep, did not notice a figure standing by the kitchen door at any time. They paused for a long time as they were about to go in, and listened silently... until the crutches at their feet turned first, and the soft carpet disappeared. The sound of footsteps gradually moving away...

The author has something to say: This paragraph can let everyone imagine how great the professor is in life... Haha~~You understand~

Episode [-]: Confusion in the Scenery

What are the two of you together for?

How can it last for a long time?

When they sign the marriage certificate together, does it mean that they can exchange for the promised lifetime of happiness?

Love can be a matter of two people, but marriage is definitely related to two families.Only when two people come from a family with similar living habits and views on real things, can they have more common language and common happiness, and can understand each other. This kind of marriage is lasting and happy—I used to firmly believe that happiness is myself It's always been known that way.

It's been here since childhood