Chapter 3: The Most Humble When I Like You (Twenty-Six)

  (Second update)

  When Xia Ye carried Tang Suo out of the park, it was already dawn. The taxis that were usually as numerous as locusts and crowded the streets had become rare commodities. It was hard to come by one even from a distance, and when one finally did appear, it wouldn't stop. Xia Ye could only carry Tang Suo and chase after it, shouting.

  The taxi finally slowed down, and a middle-aged man with a tired face and stubble poked his head out of the car window. He looked at them with bloodshot red eyes and yawned, saying "I'm off duty, I won't take passengers." After that, he stepped on the gas and sped away.

  On a summer night, gazing in the direction of the taxi that had just sped away, he stood still for almost a minute. Turning to his back, he smiled wryly at Tang Sugar and said, "We're going on a long march home today."

  It's seven stops away from their home, which is very far. Let alone carrying someone, even walking back empty-handed is an impossible task. Tang Sugar felt a bit guilty and whispered: "Put me down, I'll walk myself."

  As she struggled to slide down from Xia Ye's back, he held her even tighter and said with a serious yet playful tone: "How can that be? Wouldn't that make me look useless as your date?"

  "Who agreed to be your girlfriend? You still don't give up?" Tang Sugar raised one hand and gently patted his head.

  "Oh no! I'm going crazy! Nobody wants me! Don't care! You have to take responsibility for me!"

  "Don't even think about it!" Tang Sugar said haughtily.

  Laughed foolishly for a few moments on a summer night.

  Tang suddenly thought of something and asked: "By the way, how did you know I was at Ziyang Lake Park?"

  "I'm telling you it was that mysterious boy who saved you in the alley last time who sent me a message, do you believe me?"

  "Of course I believe!" Tang sugar replied affirmatively, then furrowed his brow and said in puzzlement: "It's just very strange, why does he appear every time something happens to me? Like my guardian angel."

  "Have you met him before or seen him?"

  Tang Sugar thought carefully and shook his head, "I don't recognize him, I've never seen him before. That's why it feels strange, that mysterious boy seems to know my whereabouts like the back of his hand."

  "Could it be that your admirer is secretly protecting you 24 hours a day, like a bodyguard?"

  "He's so handsome, how could he possibly like me?" Tang Sugar's voice trailed off, sounding very insecure.

  "Then I'm also handsome enough to burst bubbles, how did you end up liking me?" Xia Ye said seriously.

  "Have you gone blind?!" Tang Sugar said lightly.

  On a summer night, she was so tongue-tied that she couldn't speak. In her heart, she thought: Girl, can't you be more confident? Do you have to talk about yourself like a pile of worthless junk that no one wants to buy?

  On a summer night, he walked in silence with Su Tang for a while, and then thought of the question in his mind: "How did Gu Xiannian find you? Don't tell me he's like a madman running to the park at midnight to exercise, and digging into every nook and cranny!"

  "I asked him and he said he received a mysterious message to find me."

  "Oh?" Xia Ye felt surprised and fell into deep thought, could it be that the mysterious boy not only told him to find Tang Suo but also informed Gu Xian?

  For no reason at all, he suddenly got angry with that boy. Why did you send a text message to that scumbag? Are you helping Tangtang or harming him?

  "Huh? Why aren't you saying anything? What are you thinking about?" Tang Sugar gently plucked a stubbornly standing hair on his head.

  "Tang sugar, what exactly happened after school? And how did you end up at Ziyang Lake Park?"

  Tang Sugar listened, and didn't pull out that stupid hair anymore. He seriously recalled: "I only remember being hit by Du Juan with a brick on the way home from school, after which I don't know what happened. When I woke up, I found myself lying in Ziyang Lake Park."

  "Why did the cuckoo want to knock you out?" Xia Ye asked in confusion.

  "It's possible... that someone reported her framing me for something and she blamed it on me, so..." Sugar said hesitantly.

  "What's going on? I don't know anything about it! Tell me!" Xia Ye's tone always carried an unyielding flavor.

  Tang Sugar recounted the whole thing in detail, not only failing to dispel Xia Ye's doubts, but also piquing his interest in the matter, with a hint of determination to get to the bottom of it.

  He wondered suspiciously: "After all, who was it that followed Du Juan and took those photos to report him?"

  He thought for a while and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! I finally guessed who it was!"

  "Who?" Tang Sugar asked curiously.

  "That mysterious boy!" Xia Ye's decisive answer on a summer night.

  "Really? How did he know that Du Juan wanted to frame me? Don't you think he's too omniscient?" Tang Sugar said in surprise.

  "These questions can only be answered by asking him in person."

  "Where can we meet him? He comes and goes without a trace, and we don't even know what to call him." Sugou said regretfully.

  "That's not necessarily true!" Xia Ye said mysteriously, "As long as you're in trouble, he'll show up."

  Tang Sugar snorted and sneered: "You're talking about me as if I'm Tang Seng, that mysterious young man is like Sun Wukong."

  One summer night, a listener couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Really? You're surnamed Tang, and maybe that boy is also surnamed Sun. He fell in love with his master on the way to the Western Heaven to fetch scriptures. This life, his master descended into the mortal world, so he's been secretly protecting his father all along. Ah~~ It's really touching, moving people's hearts."

  Tang Sugar slapped him on the head again: "How dare you spout nonsense! You're not serious at all, with skills like yours, why don't you go write fantasy novels? What a waste of talent!"

  "I don't have time!" Xia Ye shouted.

  "Why?" Tang sugar was hooked stupidly.

  "You see, I've got another rival in love, shouldn't I focus on how to deal with this new rival? This is a major life event!"

  Tang Tang's face turned bright red with shame as he muttered under his breath: "I lost to you!"

  A wave of fatigue washed over her and she fell asleep on the back of a summer night.

  He finally arrived at the door, but with his hands full of Tang sugar, he couldn't knock on the door and had to use his foot to kick it repeatedly. His mother was startled by the noise and opened the door in a huff, ready to scold him severely. However, when she saw how exhausted he looked, drenched in sweat, including his hair, she couldn't bring herself to scold him. But neither did she offer to help him, watching with a mix of concern and anger as he struggled up the stairs step by step with the Tang sugar on his back.

  On a summer night, he used his shoulder to push open the door of Tang sugar's room, afraid of waking her up. He gently put her on the bed, but Tang sugar still woke up and asked with sleepy eyes: "Are we home?"

  "Alright, sleep tight." Xia Ye helped her take off her shoes and covered her with the quilt before walking out.

  Back in her own room, Xia Ye immediately took a shower, washing away the stench of sweat that had been clinging to her body and making her clothes stick uncomfortably to her skin.

  When Xia Ye walked out of the bathroom after washing up, she felt that her whole body was so tired that it was about to fall apart, especially her two legs, which were trembling as she walked.

  He slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, his two legs were completely numb and lost their sensation. He slowly massaged and combed, wanting to smooth out the meridians.

  At this time the door was pushed open, and Xia Ye turned his head to see that Tang Tang had already taken a bath, wearing pajamas standing at the door, looking at his movements with a strange expression.

  "Ah, it's so late and you're running to a boy's room, aren't you thinking of peeking at my beauty again?"

  Tang Sugar snorted disdainfully, "Hmph!" and pounced in front of him, very steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly rubbing his thigh several times with one breath. With a lot of experience, she said: "Brother, I'll tell you, this needs to be quick and decisive, the slower it is, the more it's like being pricked by a needle!"

  On a summer night, he clenched his teeth and grasped her two chubby little hands.

  For a moment, their eyes met.