Chapter 352 His Company
"No, no need." The old man tightly grasped her arm, his expression showing self-blame, confusion, and guilt. "I, I'll just take a good sleep, it's okay, it's okay."
As if she was afraid that Tang Qi would be sad, the old lady held her hands tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, grandma is old and confused, and she thinks you are your mother."
Seeing that the old man's emotions had stabilized, Tang Qi breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.
After putting her grandmother to bed, she couldn't stay at home for even a moment.
City B has a subtropical monsoon climate. It is hot during the day and has a cool breeze at night, which feels very comfortable on the body.
Tang Qi sat on a chair in the community, calmed down, and recalled every detail of his rebirth.
At first she didn't think about disguising herself to hide her true character, nor did she care too much about being discovered by the old man.
If the old man had exposed her at the beginning, she would have settled the old man down and then left.
But after living together for so long, she had truly come to regard the old man as her only relative, but at this moment the old man noticed something was wrong.
Once there is a sign of doubt about anything, all the ignored clues will be like cracks on the glass, increasing in number and size until it shatters completely.
What should she do? Should she just tell the old man that her real granddaughter is dead and that she is an outsider who has returned from the dead? Would anyone believe her?
"meeting."
A deep voice suddenly came to her ears, making her heart skip a beat.
She turned her head and saw the tall and straight man standing ten meters away. She felt a little sad and her eyes were a little hot.
"Why are you here?"
"Look at what's happening to my little friend."
Mo Shaochen walked closer, half squatted, his black eyes just level with her face, his big hands gently stroked the soft hair behind her head, and asked in a low voice: "Can you tell me?"
Tang Qi reached out and patted the deck chair, "Sit down and talk. Your legs are numb from squatting."
Mo Shaochen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, sat down next to her, and took out a box of dark chocolate like a magic trick.
Tang Qi glanced at the beautifully packaged transparent box and turned to look at the person next to her.
"I know you don't like things that are too sweet, so this is handmade rose chocolate with just a little bit of brown sugar and honey to suppress its bitterness."
As he spoke, Mo Shaochen opened the transparent lid of the chocolate box, picked up a heart-shaped chocolate with two slender fingers, and handed it to her mouth.
Tang Qi was slow to react and just sat there without moving.
"Try it." He coaxed patiently.
Tang Qi subconsciously opened her mouth and her lips touched his warm fingers.
The chocolate tastes very mellow, lightly sweet, and has a fresh rose scent.
"Where did you buy it?" she asked him.
"My mother had someone send it to me. She must have made it herself. There is still some left after we finished eating it. It is kept in the refrigerator of the villa."
Tang Qi licked the chocolate with the tip of her tongue and suddenly said, "I have a refrigerator at home, too."
Mo Shaochen looked at her intently.
She looked like a little hamster, with slightly puffy cheeks. She was so cute that I wanted to hold the whole world in front of her, just to get her to smile.
The chocolate was not very big, just a thumb-sized piece, and it melted quickly.
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Tang Qi picked up a round piece of chocolate with a hazelnut in the middle and put it in his mouth.
Mo Shaochen took the chocolate box from her hand and said, "Don't eat too much at night. To prevent you from being greedy, I'll keep it with you. You can come over when you want to eat."
Tang Qi wanted to snatch it.
Mo Shaochen quickly hid the chocolate box behind him.
Tang Qi's move was in vain, but a strong hand grabbed her waist and held her in his arms.
She did not struggle, but leaned quietly in his arms, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat.
Enjoy the rare peace and tranquility.
Obviously noticing her unusual quietness, with a hint of melancholy in her clear eyes, he gently stroked her soft and smooth hair with his other hand.
"What happened?"
(End of this chapter)