Tiny two
Yan Nuannuan tilted her head to look at the dishes on the recipe, looked at Shan Liang who was chopping vegetables, picked up the recipe and approached him, "You really want to send me a full banquet, but I can't eat it, when I think of tomorrow, I can't stand the bitterness of parting." ”
"Make small portions, don't worry about waste." Shan Liang was intently cutting the vegetables, completely unaware of her changing complexion.
Yan Nuannuan flipped through the recipe and said, "You know what? When a friend of mine was pregnant, she found out that her husband was having an affair, he was emotionally unstable, and he almost had a miscarriage, but the baby was born prematurely. With that, his eyes were fixed on him.
Shan Liang's hand chopping vegetables paused slightly, and he silently cut the vegetables without saying anything.
"I know you won't, and I know you're not a detective, but the most dangerous kind. I understand what you don't say. Yan Nuannuan hugged him and stuck it on his back, and said softly.
Shan Liang's body stiffened, and he looked down at her trembling hands, not the small hands of a 17-year-old, which had grown a little bigger. They eventually grew up, and they used to think that growing up was a distant thing.
"I'm sure you have a lot to say, bye-bye!" After eating, the old man took a small fan and walked away with his slippers.
Seeing that the old man left, Yan Nuannuan became bold, supported his cheeks, looked at Shan Liang with affection, and let out a few smirks from time to time. "My handsome man, can you stay with me tonight?"
Shan Liang squirted out a mouthful of juice, and was choked, his face was red and his ears were red and coughing.
"Tut-tut, it's really not funny, so I'm scared. My handsome man, we're adults. She took a tissue and wiped his mouth for him.
"Sit down, I have something to say to you." Shan Liang took the tissue and wiped it himself. Take a bank card out of your pocket and hand it to her.
"What, is this a marriage proposal?" She took it and flipped it up and down, smiled at him and asked.
"Save some money on this card and take it, although it's not much, for you to go to school for backup. In the future, I will not take good care of you by your side, and if it is suitable, I will find a good man to live a good life together. Shan Liang said to her, picking up a new tissue and wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Yan Nuannuan's eyes turned cold when she looked at him, slapped his hand away, and threw the bank card in his face. "I won't be sent tomorrow, since you still choose your career." She picked up her bag and walked out the door in a rage.
Shan Liang picked up the bank card, watched her leave in a daze, and didn't chase after her. He picked up a bottle of liquor and drank it. I took a few sips and put it down again.
"I can't drink too much, I'm going to see her off tomorrow."
Yan Nuannuan, who was standing outside the door, did not chase him out when he saw the lights on the second floor. She wiped her tears with her hands and scolded him in a low voice, "Stupid, stupid, rotten, stupid!" He scolded as he strode as he looked back at the second floor.
Seeing that there was no figure of him in the window, Yan Nuannuan turned her head again, ran to the door and stood and looked up for a while before she was reluctant to leave.
Shan Liang, who was hiding by the window to peek at this scene, had a smile on his cold face like ice and snow meeting a spring breeze. My little sun, goodbye, goodbye, hopefully goodbye.
He watched her disappear into the door in her little car and looked at the four bags on the couch. He took a closer look and saw that it was the dress she had made in the bridal shop that day.
White wedding dress, red wedding dress. When she put it on, she gave him a dream.