your voice is delicious

Mu Linshen carried Tang Tang back to the bedroom, and after putting him on the big bed, he said: "Let's rest for a while, and eat later." Then he was about to leave.

Tang Tang hurriedly grabbed him, raised his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

Mu Linshen: "Cook."

"…Oh."

The man raised his eyebrows, his eyes moved to the hand holding his arm, and he said helplessly, "You still don't let go?"

Tang Tang didn't let go, he bit his lower lip, and asked with a disturbed expression: "My watercolor portrait is the one my uncle painted for me...Have you thrown it away?"

If it was really torn so badly that it could not be repaired, there is a high probability that it was thrown away by my brother.

"Look back."

"Ah?" Tang Tang froze for a moment, blinked incomprehensibly, then turned around and his pupils dilated instantly.

He didn't realize that his watercolor portrait was hanging on the white wall beside the bed.

He stood up and lightly touched the frame with his hand.

From a distance, there are no traces of brokenness at all, but only when you look closely can you find that some places are indeed glued.

"This……"

It was actually repaired.

Tang Tang's eyes were ecstatic, Mu Linshen not only restored his watercolor portrait to perfection, but also hung it on the bedside of the bedroom.

What does this mean... His joy cannot be expressed in words.

When he turned around, Mu Linshen had already left the bedroom to cook.

Hearing the sound of washing and chopping vegetables in the kitchen, Tang Tang smiled happily.

Brother, he...in fact, he also likes himself.

Mu Linshen cooked three dishes and one soup. The staple food was millet porridge for Tang Tang, while his staple food was fried noodles.

Tang Tang's stomach is really hungry, and he hasn't eaten since noon yesterday, and has been tossing until now.

Although a certain aspect is severely filled by someone...

Thinking of this, his face flushed red again.

"Still having a fever?" Mu Lin took a deep look at the opposite side, wondering.

Tang Tang hurriedly shook his head, driving away the yellow waste in his mind.

The three dishes and one soup are fried pork with green bamboo shoots, broccoli with yam, homemade tofu and lotus root soup with corn ribs, all of which are his favourites.

Tang Tang stared at the delicious food in front of her eyes and swallowed her saliva.

After making sure that the person on the other side didn't have a fever, Mu Lin moved his chopsticks deeply: "Let's eat."

After getting the master's permission, Tang Tang began to taste his brother's craft.

Mmm, delicious!

This dish is also delicious!

The taste is very light, and he likes it very much.

But soon Tang Tang discovered that Mu Linshen was eating a pot of fried noodles, and he didn't move the three dishes and one soup on the chopsticks table at all.

He took a sip of the millet porridge, observed it for a while, and couldn't help asking, "Brother...Brother Shen, why don't you eat vegetables?"

Mu Lin took a deep look at the dishes he made with his own hands, and couldn't help frowning: "The taste is too bland, you can eat it."

Tang Tang: "..."

These meals are actually specially prepared by my brother for him?

It is false to say that I am not moved, but it is more of guilt.

He glanced at the fried noodles in Mu Lin's deep basin, and asked in a low voice, "Can I have a taste of that?"

The person opposite looked up at him and said, "It's very spicy, you can't eat it."

One-third of this fried noodles is noodles, one-third is vegetables and meat, and the other third is all chili.

"I... I can take a sip."

Tang Tang's mouth is very sticky, and he can't eat spicy food, but now, he wants to try it.

Because that's what my brother likes to eat.

Mu Linshen took out a small bowl from the kitchen, picked up a few chopsticks for Tang Tang to fry noodles, and then took another small bowl filled with warm water.

"Taste it first, if you're really hungry, rinse it in water before eating."

"You're not well behind...you can't eat too spicy."

Speaking of this, both of their faces turned red at the same time.

Tang Tang nodded, "It's okay, it's...it doesn't matter."

The topic of embarrassment stopped here, Tang Tang didn't want to wash the noodles with warm boiled water, that's not called trying at all.

He just has a light taste, but it's not that he can't eat it...

However, at the first bite, he was severely slapped in the face.

"Ahem..." Tang Tang coughed violently as the spicy taste hit his throat.

"That... so spicy..." His tongue was numb, and saline overflowed from his eyes unknowingly.

Pick up the warm boiled water and drink it "gurgling", but the inside of the mouth seems to be burned, and the spicy taste does not diminish.

"I told you not to try." Mu Linshen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Now I know that some things cannot be forced."

Tang Tang always felt that there was something in the other party's words, and he was a little unwilling.

The person on the opposite side was eating spicy fried noodles, and his taste was heavy.

Tang Tang remembered that he had talked with Chengzi about "it's hard to live together if you can't eat together", and now he wants to overturn what he said at the time.

"Although it's spicy...but it's still delicious." Tang Tang took a few breaths and continued to dry the spicy fried noodles in the rice bowl.

Mu Lin frowned deeply, Tang Tang's appearance was obviously trying to be brave, he doubted: "It's delicious?"

"Delicious!" In order to prove what he said, Tang Tang quickly finished eating the spicy fried noodles in the small bowl, and did not drink a drop of water during the period.

Soon, the lips around the fair little face became red and swollen.

"It's really delicious, I think..." His eyes moved to the pot of red and spicy fried noodles, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he said reluctantly: "I think I can still eat a bowl."

Mu Lin couldn't stand it anymore, and refused: "I don't have enough food, you eat vegetables and porridge."

Tang Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

I quickly drank a few mouthfuls of millet porridge to suppress the spicy taste in my mouth.

Mu Linshen ate very quickly, and he finished a bowl of spicy fried noodles without changing his expression.

After putting down the chopsticks, he stared at the opposite side to sip the food, and the extremely elegant Tang Tang said: "When are you going back to City B?"

"...Ah?" Tang Tang was taken aback, and the broccoli he had just picked up fell back onto the plate.

Mullin looked down deeply, and then moved his eyes to the face of the opposite person. He leaned back on the back of the chair and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Just graduated, don't you go back and find a job?"

"I..." Tang Tang put down his chopsticks, looked into each other's eyes and said, "In the future, I want to open a studio and teach... teach children to paint watercolors."

This was a dream he had decided long ago, but for some reason he was a little shy to say it in front of Mu Linshen.

"Very good, so when are you going to go back?"

"Go and open your studio."

The other party didn't care about his dream at all, urging him to leave here with words.

This made Tang Tang a little angry.

He retorted: "My studio doesn't have to be in City B!"

Mu Lin frowned deeply, "Then where do you want to open? City X? No way, how can second-tier cities like ours compare to the capital's resources."

Then he said seriously: "Tang Tang, we are all adults, you shouldn't make decisions on a whim."

"I didn't do it on a whim!" Tang Tang was actually struggling.

From an adult's point of view, opening a studio in City B is the most correct choice.

But that city is not as deep as Mu Lin's, and his dream...doesn't originate in City B.

What is the right choice?What is the best decision?

Isn't it all man-made?As long as you can afford this responsibility, there is no right or wrong choice.

Tang Tang stared at Mu Linshen's eyes, and said solemnly: "I was struggling before, but now I think about it clearly."

"I'm going to open a studio in City X."

Mu Lin frowned deeply, and continued to persuade: "Don't be impulsive. There are no friends, circles, or resources here. Can you do it alone?"

"Tang Tang, don't be angry with the future, you will regret it later."

"Then do you regret it?" Tang Tang asked suddenly.

Mu Lin was taken aback for a moment, "What?"

"I gave up track and field because of emotion, and gave up signing a contract brokerage company because of emotion."

"Brother Shen, do you regret it?"

Mu Linshen: "..."

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Tang Tang knew it in his heart.

In Mu Linshen's dictionary, there is no word "regret" at all, because he knows that regret is useless.

Maybe the choice at that time was indeed not thought through carefully, but he can be responsible for his decision.

His dream, his future, has always been based on the present.

"So Brother Shen..." Tang Tang's eyes softened, "I will be responsible for my decision."

Mu Linshen: "You come here...I won't help you."

"Ok, no problem."

"Yao Lin is also very busy and has no time to help you start a business."

"No need, I can do it myself."

Mu Linshen still felt that Tang Tang's idea was too naive.

The young people who have just stepped into the society are all so energetic and courageous, they don't even consider the possibility of failure in starting a business.

After all, I have never been beaten by society, and I don't know the importance of connections and circles.

But he is not going to say anything more, after all, this is Tang Tang's own life.

Maybe this naive person will go home in despair after hitting a wall to seek shelter from his parents.

Tang Tang is not him, he has no reliance, and there is no turning back for any decision made.

This is where they are completely different from the beginning.

Tang Tang pretended to be sick at Mu Linshen's house, and slept in vain for three days. On the fourth day, he was discovered by his brother, and he was ruthlessly kicked out of the house.

Although he was reluctant to give up, he did want to set off back to City B.

Tang Tang wants to tell his parents about his decision to open a studio in X City.

Although...don't even think about it, mom and dad will definitely not agree.

But whether it is worthwhile for a moth to fight a fire, only the moth that burns itself in the fire can know.

After returning to City B, Tang Tang began to prepare for the opening of the studio.

During the period, I contacted Orange, and the other party also started to renovate his pet shop in H City.

They also agreed to wait for each other to stabilize before getting together again.

Two weeks later, Tang Tang showed his cards to his parents.

Tang Qing and Lin Ziying were shocked. Before their son said that they didn't need their help, they thought the little guy wanted to try it himself first, and then seek help if it didn't work.

Unexpectedly...their son had other plans.

"Tangtang, your first job in society will greatly affect your future. Since you choose to start a business, you should be considerate. Both parents are in city B. We can take care of you if you have any problems, and we can help you. Help introduce customers and reduce your chances of failure."

"Although I don't know why you came to City X on a whim, it's obviously not a correct decision."

"It's not a whim." Tang Tang retorted.

Facing my loving parents, I felt a little envious in my heart.

He said, "The person I like is in City X."