Chapter 153 (1/2)
The relationship between the two sisters of the Tang family suddenly became better overnight. Once the cracks were made up, there was no trace. On the contrary, they were as good as one person, inseparable every day.
The Tang family felt uncomfortable at first, and then they got used to it.
When Xu Shaojie comes home from work, he once again sees Tang Meiling lying on his wife's lap. The sisters discuss the autumn and winter items in the magazine intimately. Xu Shaojie frowns, but after all, he doesn't say anything.
”Young Jay, you're back.”
Lin Lang patted Tang Meiling on the shoulder and motioned for her to sit up.
”It's been a hard day at work today.” She got up and took off his suit coat for Xu Shaojie. ”There are still some fruits in the refrigerator. Can I squeeze you a glass of juice?”
His wife's face is hung with a warm smile, and her eyes are bright like spring water. There is only a reflection of his appearance. Xu Shaojie's tension in the heart of a string also relaxed.
People are dead, and he doesn't want to pursue the past.
Just let it go.
One day, he is the only one in her heart.
Can accompany her to old, also only own.
Xu Shaojie thought so, leaning against the kitchen door, looking at Lin Lang busy for him, lips unconsciously raised a happy smile.
”Here you are.”
Lin Lang handed him a glass of bright red cherry juice.
The man took a sip and the sweet taste melted in his mouth.
His eyes were imperceptible, and a trace of disgust passed, but he finished with a smile.
Xu Shaojie doesn't like sweet food. The sweet and greasy food disgusts him from the bottom of his heart. It's the same when making a birthday cake for Linlang. He can't stand the sticky smell of cream, so he just makes a strange and spicy cake. At least in that case, he can take a few mouthfuls with Linlang.
”Why cherry again?” He asked casually, ”do you like that?”
Lin Lang put the washed red fruit into the juicer and prepared to squeeze a cup for himself. Hearing his words, he shook his head with his back to the man. ”I like mangoes more than cherries. But since you like them, Shaojie, I'll try to like them.”
Xu Shaojie eyebrows slightly pick, some doubt said, ”when do I say like cherry?”
Lin Lang turned her head, as if the mother was looking at the mischievous child, conniving at his duplicity, ”well, you like cherries and sweets, and it's no shame for boys to like these.”
Xu Shaojie holds the cup and instinctively feels something is wrong.
This uncomfortable scene reappeared in the evening.
”What is this?”
The man wiped his wet hair and glanced at a purple gift box packed with apricot yellow ribbon on the tea table.
”Did you forget? Today is the anniversary of our nine years of love. I have specially prepared a gift for you
Lin Lang was folding his clothes and looked up at him with a smile, ”open it and have a look. I think you will like it very much.”
Xu Shaojie felt a warm current in his heart and carefully opened the packing ribbon.
In the black velvet gift box, there lies a black pen with silver edge and an ink bottle with sapphire luster.
”Brikin?” He saw the logo of the pen brand.
”Yes, it's a limited edition. It took me a long time to get it.” Lin Lang's tone is not conscious of taking a silk of pride.
The man was lost in thought.
He has always paid little attention to this brand and can't use it.
On the contrary, that person will collect such antique series.
Xu Shaojie's mind suddenly flashed an absurd idea.
Cherry juice, sweet food, platinum pen
These are not all Lin Weijing's hobbies?
He suddenly turned his head and looked at his wife. The orange light outlined her graceful figure, with an uncut green silk lying lazily behind him. Occasionally, he lifted his hand and gently pulled his broken hair covering his eyebrows and eyes. His posture was quiet and gentle.
This is his familiar appearance, but why does he feel inexplicable fear?
”What's the matter, young Jay?”
Lin Lang raised his face and said, ”you look terrible. Are you sick?” He came over and touched his forehead.
Xu Shaojie was staring at her face.
Her concern didn't seem to be faking.
However, he is still not down-to-earth and always thinks of a question:
is Xu Shaojie standing in front of you, or Lin Weijing?
Xu Shaojie lost sleep again. The last time, he couldn't sleep because of the disappearance of Lin Lang.
This time, he lay on the soft white bed, his favorite pillow his arm to sleep, his wife's hair between a faint charm fragrance.
This belongs to her fragrance, every time can let him infatuated, unable to extricate himself.
The man hesitated for a moment, slowly stretched out his hand from the quilt and began to unbutton his wife's pajamas. What happened during the day made him very uneasy. Xu Shaojie was eager to prove his existence through something - he was not a substitute for anyone.He licked her neck gently, and he was getting better.
”Only quiet, don't...”
Xu Shaojie's movement stopped abruptly.
He pressed his hands on his hair, and the other side seemed to want to turn over. He did not move his hands.
The pain of her scalp being torn open her eyes.
The handsome outline of the man is covered with a layer of light shadow, and his look is not clear.
”Only quiet?” She called out vaguely. Her voice seemed to be able to drip soft water, which was the only intimacy for lovers.
Xu Shaojie's anger broke out in an instant. He pinched up his jaw and said coldly, regardless of the other party's pain, he said coldly, ”you have a good look. Who are you now? Lin Weijing? ”
”Will he kiss you like I do?”
Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, as if he had just sobered up, and his expression was a little more frightened, ”Shaojie, i...”
Xu Shaojie's face was ferocious and his fingers clenched into fists.
She was afraid to close her eyes.
”Bang --”
he hit the pillow next to him.
Xu Shaojie angrily left this suffocating space.
I didn't come back all night.