To You, My Beloved

Su Nianhua was a little flattered when he saw the tea that Tang Shi personally brewed for him. He hurriedly reached out and took it with both hands. He had repeatedly made sure that he had not made any mistakes recently, but his heart that finally calmed down became frustrated again. So he held the tea, took a sip that was hard to swallow, and once again couldn't help but asked: Brother, if anything happens, just tell me.

Tang Shi took a leisurely sip of tea, raised his eyelids and glanced at Su Nianhua, and then really followed Su Nianhua's wishes and got to the point directly: How have you been after marrying Xiaoyue?

Su Nianhua had been wondering what happened when Tang Shi came to him. He had many assumptions, but he never expected that Tang Shi would actually ask about his personal matters. The relaxed smile on Su Nianhua's face suddenly changed to A little sluggish, he squeezed the teacup's hand and slightly increased his strength. After a while, he forced out a smile and said, That's it, what else can I do.

If Tang Shi didn't know how to ask when he started this topic, then now that he directly broke the topic, he became much more relaxed and comfortable. He continued to pour two cups of tea for himself and Su Nianhua, and the water slowed down. Slowly flowing from the teapot into the teacup, he made a refreshing tone: When you and Xiaoyue got married, I learned about the ins and outs from Qingqing. In the blink of an eye, you have been married for almost ten months. How come, now you have deep feelings in your heart? Don’t you have any other thoughts about Xiaoyue?”

Why do everyone all of a sudden ask me if I have any thoughts about the fourth child? Su Nianhua blurted out when he thought of Sun Ying asking him the same question in the hotel.

Who else has asked you this question?

Su Nianhua grinned and did not answer Tang Shi's question. He just picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. The taste of green tea passed through his lips and teeth, with a refreshing fragrance, but Su Nianhua's eyebrows became a little confused. He paused for a while, turned his head, looked at Tang Shi blankly, and answered truthfully: I don't know.

Do you really don't know, or do you don't want to know? Tang Shi's words were always so bloody. Su Nianhua's expression became a little solemn when he asked. After a while, he heard Tang Shi's voice again: Back then, in the dead end of Houhai, Qingqing and Xiaoyue were in danger together. When someone was furious and wanted to stab Xiaoyue with a knife, you blocked him without hesitation. Why?

Su Nianhua had some concerns that he never mentioned to anyone. The five brothers grew up together. In fact, deep down in his heart, he always regarded Tang Shi as his belief, because no matter what happened, he would always be with them. The most calm and collected one among the few.

Most of the emotions between men can be understood without words, so they rarely talk to each other. For so many years, most of them have ridiculed each other.

Perhaps it was the first time that we sat together so calmly and talked about our concerns. Su Nianhua thought about it seriously for a while, and then faced Tang Shi and said sincerely: Brother, actually, let me tell you the truth. I hated Xiaoyue at first, not because I hated her for breaking up Xiaoying and I, but because I simply couldn't accept that the person I had treated as my sister and my biological sister for so many years was suddenly going to become my woman.