A brief sweet farewell

  The car key of Wang Chaoyang is in my hand, but this car...

  Originally I wanted Su Hao to drive because he said that if you don't touch the steering wheel for a long time, you'll become unfamiliar with it, so it's just right that he watches while I drive and can also be at ease.

  I drove my C70 towards Chaoyang, turning right and continuing along the provincial road. Because I didn't dare drive too fast, and there was still floating snow on the road that hadn't melted, it took about 10 minutes to reach the bridge at Dagou River.

  This bridge is particularly inconspicuous and has been around for some years. The iron railings on both sides are still rusty, but were painted with red and white stripes not long ago because of the New Year.

  It is still the dividing line between the upper and lower reaches of the Dagou River. The upstream is a reservoir, and the downstream is a river. Both sides are covered with reeds, and within a hundred miles, only this official bridge can be driven to connect the opposite bank of the river. Other villages have built simple wooden bridges that can only be crossed by people, not vehicles.

  But to tell the truth, in winter, bridges are basically useless except for Dagou Bridge which can be driven on. People from each village, both children and adults, cross the river by walking on the ice. Some brave kids even set off fireworks on the ice, but they're not very powerful.

  The provincial highway is almost empty on New Year's Day, and it's rare to see a car in half an hour. However, there are also people like us who park their cars by the roadside and get out to enjoy the scenery.

  The forest and reeds here are very beautiful.

  A thick layer of leaves in the forest, with patchy snow piles on top.

  I stood with Mr. Su leaning against the car, admiring the scenery along the Dagou River, occasionally seeing people in twos and threes crossing the river from the snowy white sandy beach.

  He held my hand and played with it, pinching my fingers, using his fingertips to tap on my fingernails, the increasingly gentle expression on his face made me feel embarrassed to look at him...

  I remembered what Su's mother said, and I couldn't help but ask: "Aunt Mei said that during those years you were abroad, did you secretly come back..."

  "Uh-huh."

  He acknowledged it without hesitation.

  My heart skipped a beat and I asked again: "Aunt Mei also said that you stood under our building, but didn't dare to knock on the door..."

  "Hmm..." He acknowledged it without thinking, paused for a moment and explained himself: "Chaoyang said you cried for a long time, I couldn't ignore it, but when I came back, I didn't dare to really comfort you, I was afraid of not being able to leave."

  I tilted my head: "Afraid I'll cling to you?"

  "It's because I don't want to let you go." He planted a kiss on my forehead, saying with a smile: "Your tears are a fatal move for me, enough to knock me out instantly."

  "Are you flirting with someone overseas?"

  "What I'm saying is true, don't you believe me?"

  I shook my head: "It doesn't seem like your style..."

  He smiled and hugged me: "If it were you five or six years ago, I wouldn't dare say it either. Even I feel **, how could I not scare you?"

  “……”

  I also thought about it fairly and it seems like there's indeed such a possibility.

  Not to mention being underage at the time, even going further back, they were all just kids.

  It's hard to imagine that he likes me just because I'm small, a bean sprout like myself, the gold medal school grass... what was he thinking to like a little kid like me?

  Can't help but laugh at the thought, tugging on his coat collar: "Su Hao, you're a pedophile!"

  "Uh-huh"

  "You're still a lolicon!"

  "Uh-huh..."

  "You're still playing tricks..."

  "Huh?"

  "Hmm what? You dare say no?" I stood in front of him, hands on hips and fiercely asked: "Do you admit it or not!?"

  His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his lip line suddenly lengthened: "This is you actively delivering it to me in front of your eyes!"

  "Hmm? Uh..."

  Caught off guard, I was pulled into his arms, a hot kiss followed, tongues entwined, lips sucked, and the air in my chest was slowly drawn out... My consciousness was a bit dazed, he panted slightly as he let go, his forehead against mine, his eyes deep and somber: "You can't resist me, can you?"

  Kissing can make one's voice hoarse, not just him.

  My voice also becomes like it's not mine, weak and transparent with an unhideable shyness, a simple sound is enough to make me feel ashamed...

  "You can't resist me, can you?"

  He asked again, with a few more points of inexplicable joy than before.

  He held my face in his hands, with a gentle and serious expression, waiting for an answer.

  I saw the expectation at the bottom of his eyes, and he finally nodded awkwardly, only to be held tighter by him. His low laughter resonated in my ears, like a cello that moved people's heartstrings.

  "Willow, you love me, don't you?"

  I don't know where he saw it from...

  He then repeated it in a drowsy, bewildering tone of voice, emphasizing: "I don't expect you to tell me, but you must remember this feeling well; if you forget, I'll punish you severely."

  I wanted to ask him how he was punished, and he demonstrated with actual actions, using... a certain lower part of his waist... to lightly bump my abdomen...

  "I couldn't help but exclaim: 'Su Hao, you've really changed from a gentleman to a big bad wolf...'"

  "Big bad wolf?" He was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "First lesson after marriage, I'll give you a good biology lesson and tell you what a big bad wolf really is."

  “……”

  People in this world are unpredictable, once changed they can be shocking. The word 'perfection' is just an illusion, heaven gave him a outstanding appearance but not a heart that matches his looks...

  The wind on the Da River is colder than elsewhere, he asked me if I was familiar with the town, I knew he wanted to go for a stroll somewhere else, so I said with a bad heart: "Let's drive his car around the city and waste some gas! Who told him to tease me all day!"

  Su Hao smiled with a helpless expression, although it was his fault, he readily agreed to the proposal when I asked him with my eyes.

  The town center is much more prosperous than the residential area on the provincial road, with newly built two-story small buildings. Although it's not as crowded as in the city, there are also many shops selling household appliances, food, and most of all, decoration materials and electric motorcycles.

  At the intersection of several main roads, there are also a few stalls selling cooked food and New Year's goods, which do not close on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

  I went to buy a big piece of pork liver, the aroma was overwhelming, the taste of the pork liver was pure and authentic, I don't know why the ones in the city are so different from this one.

  The old man selling pig liver also asked us if we were a newlywed couple, Mr. Su didn't explain and looked surprised, asking the old man: "How did you tell?"

  The old man said with great determination and pride: "After living for so many years, who is together can be seen at a glance!"

  Mr. Su bought half a pig's head of meat just because of this.

  I'd say: Old man, you're really good at hitting the nail on the head!

  He got on the bus and was still in America. He wasn't stingy with his praise for the old man: "This old man's eyes are really good!"

  It's not about whether his eyes are good or bad, but rather that he has hit the nail on the head.

  I don't even want to hurt him, so I'll just keep quiet.

  On the way, I passed by a cake shop and pulled him to buy a 22-inch large cake for only 100 yuan, feeling that I had made a big profit...

  Another hour passed on the spot, he asked me how I thought of buying a cake. I said I just wanted to eat butter cake, the kind we had when celebrating grandfather's birthday when I was young, not that kind of cheese tiramisu nowadays.

  "He said: 'It doesn't show, but you're quite nostalgic.'"

  "That's it, I also like Teresa Teng!"

  I don't know how the boss's wife listened to it, but she really played a Teresa Teng song, and I was instantly embarrassed. He laughed heartily and even said to the boss: "Boss, you're really great!"

  The boss's wife said: "You young couple have a great relationship!"

  "We're not married yet..." This is already the second time I've been told this, I think it's definitely that silver-gray striped pants that caused the trouble.

  "But it's faster." Mr. Su added.

  The boss's wife asked: "Are you from Liu's house on Da Dao Street? Last year, when their child had a birthday, my partner also made the cake. The doll looked so good!"

  "The boss is really sharp-eyed, that's my uncle's brother, so does that make me a repeat customer? Is there a discount?"

  The boss's wife was taken aback and burst out laughing: "I'll throw in a few more candle holders, next time you come back I'll give you a discount on your membership!"

  Alas... no one celebrates birthdays, and there's nowhere to use candles either...

  I still thanked him.

  When Fu Chaoyang called us, the cake was just done and being packed. He joked on the other end: "What were you guys doing so late to answer the phone? I thought you two sold my car and went to open a house!"

  I couldn't help but curse at him: "Get out!"

  He was stunned for a moment and asked weakly: "Is he by your side? He dares to scold people when he's by your side? Don't you care about your image?"

  "What's wrong with you, provoking me to scold people?!" I'm also very wronged! Sneaking a peek at Su Hao, he was still leaning against the back of the chair, with a faint smile on his face.

  There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone before a reluctant voice said, "Okay, mom wants me to call you two back for dinner!"

  "Finished talking? What were you talking about?"

  "I didn't hear it, Grandma closed the door and I didn't dare take a step forward..."

  “……”

  What good things did you ask me to say about Fu Chaoyang?

  Eavesdropping on me is always accurate, and selling me out is endless fun.

  As a result, this matter concerning my life's major events has become like he washed his hands in a golden basin - without any news at all...

  Did he really focus on digging a hole for me for twenty years?

  This is also too pitiful... I'm being doted on by Mr. Su in a fight for marriage.

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