"Huh." Tang Sinian said: "This depends on your ability, not your words." Your warnings are useless to me, put away your set with me. ”

Tang Sinian had a wicked smile on his face, which was unpredictable. He is like an elf in the forest who does not eat fireworks, but he is covered with thorns and cannot come near. His eyes are full of stories, and the clear eyes of a teenager are revealing a gloom to the world, as if he knows all the injustices.

"Do you have a purpose?"

"It's hard to say this yet, just take care of yourself first. I advise you to really have feelings for Song Huanian, just stay away from Mi Lili. ”

But as soon as they met today, Tang Sinian gave Song Ci a feeling that he had been by his side for more than ten years. The whole person was seen through, whether it was to Song Huanian or Mi Lili to him.

The feeling of being dug up little by little is really uncomfortable.

"You have your intentions, I have my purposes. The two of us don't delay each other, so that's it. ”

Song Ci looked at Tang Sinian's eyes: "You... What exactly went through? ”

When Song Huanian returned home, Steward Li had already arranged the meal: "Miss Song, dinner is ready." ”

"I know, I'll eat in a while, I'll go change my clothes first."

Steward Li stared at her and said softly, "Are you crying?" ”

"Ahh Song Huanian hurriedly lowered his head: "No, I just got sand in my eyes on the way back, and I left some tears when I rubbed it, I'm fine." ”

Steward Li didn't say anything, just put down a paper towel and went to the kitchen to serve the food.

Song Huanian was eating pork ribs, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.

She loves to eat pork ribs, which is something that the Song family knows. She suffered from anorexia when she was a child, she didn't eat or drink all day, and her grandfather was very distressed when he watched his originally white and fat granddaughter lose weight little by little.

Once watching TV, he saw his granddaughter's eyes shining at the ribs on TV, and she yelled that she wanted to cook for her herself. The old man commanded the war with a gun in the early years, how could he cook?

The first time he tried, the whole family gathered around the kitchen door, nervously watching him tinkering inside.

Aunt Zhang, who was cooking, had a complicated complexion: "Master, just rest." I'll just do it, I can eat whatever I want. She watched the old man cut off a piece of the board, and she was really worried.

"No!" The old man was furious, wielding a kitchen knife in his right hand, looking like he was going into battle to kill the enemy: "Lao Tzu, I also fought with a gun back then!" If you don't just cut a rib today, you won't be able to? Don't bother me today, why are you going to go! ”

In the end, a plate of braised pork ribs was served to the table at the cost of the old man burning through three pots and breaking two boards.

Xiao Huanian ate with relish, and the old man couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

The old man's love for his granddaughter hurts to the bone, and no one can say it. On the day the old man died, the granddaughter knelt in front of the tomb all night, and a group of people persuaded her to come back, and then she was sick for half a year.

"Uncle Lee." Song Huanian swallowed the ribs in his mouth: "I miss grandpa, I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

Steward Li sighed: "Old man, watching you from the sky!" You're good, he's relieved. ”

"Grandpa must be doing well, and I'm not worried, it's just that I miss it."

"Miss Song, the boss is calling today."

"What did my dad say?" Song Huanian put down his chopsticks and looked at him.

"The boss said let me take care of you, let you pay attention to your body before the operation, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise it will have a great impact on the later surgery."

Song Huanian rubbed his slightly aching temples: "I know, Uncle Li." Just let my dad rest assured, I can memorize the words like this all the time. ”

She finished the last rib: "I'm full, I'm sorry for you." ”

It was already nine o'clock after Song Huanian finished his homework, and after a simple wash, he sat on the table and looked at the piece of paper.

She remembered the piece of paper she had placed in front of Song Ci's hospital bed a few days ago.

"If you get help, don't ask for anything else in return, just make a promise."

She thought it was just a joke to put it there, but she didn't expect to receive a reply from him today.

Turning and throwing herself onto the bed, she buried her face under the covers. The early autumn breeze lifted lightly, blowing the curtains in an arc so that the moonlight could sneak in.

And so she fell asleep.

Good night, Song Ci.

Good night.

"Ah sneeze~" Song Cimeng sneezed, and he took out a piece of paper from the table at the head of the bed to wipe his nose.

"Itchy nose, someone thought. What time is it, and anyone still misses me? Song Ci got up while complaining, ready to go to the kitchen to drink some water.

He went downstairs with half-squinted eyes and walked to the kitchen in the dark, but he didn't expect that there was someone inside.

A dark shadow suddenly floated by.

"it!" Song Ci opened his eyes, hurriedly turned on the kitchen light, and saw Tang Sinian standing in front of the refrigerator.

"You belong to a cat, you walk without a sound! Have you ever seen anyone come to the kitchen without turning on the lights, can you see with your eyes! Song Ci kept patting his chest, trying to calm down.

Tang Sinian calmly opened the refrigerator, took two Pepsi, and gave him a can: "Na, get up and drink water, you love to drink Pepsi." ”

Song Ci opened the pull ring with a cold face: "This is what I bought, master, who let you drink it, don't you say anything about it?" ”

Tang Sinian looked innocent: "But it's not for drinking in the refrigerator, besides, you have to drink it early and late, drink it early and buy it early." ”

Song Ci suddenly felt that what he said made sense, so he closed his mouth and leaned on the table to drink Coke.

For a moment, there was only silence in the kitchen. They looked at each other, and the moment they looked at each other, they quickly moved away, as if they would vomit after one more look.

"Hey!" Song Ci took a sip of Pepsi and said, "Why did you let your mother marry my father, don't you know that this is destroying the happiness of the family?" ”

"All I know is that he ruined my family's happiness." Tang Sinian threw the finished can into the trash: "When the time comes, I will naturally tell you that now is not the time." Go to bed early! ”

Tang Sinian turned around and left, Song Ci looked at his back, and his heart was mixed. He pushed open the kitchen window and looked up at the moon in the sky, the night breeze blowing on his face, which was a little comfortable.

It seems that everyone is a story, and the little bit you know is like slowly flipping through his experience.

And the experience of Downs may be really cruel. Otherwise, how could they be so disguised, they have different personalities in front of different people.

Even Song Ci felt that this Tang Sinian in front of him was the real him.

Of course.

Just feel.

Tang Sinian stood on the stairs and looked in the direction of the kitchen, and suddenly smiled.