Back home, Gu Yao went straight to the kitchen.
He stood there, eyes closed, recalling the scene that had just occurred.
He made breakfast for her himself and even ate breakfast with her.
He had dreamt of the same scene countless times.
But...it sprouted! It wasn't a dream anymore!
He took a deep breath... He felt that the air today was different from before, carrying a hint of... sweetness.
I opened my phone and wrote in the notes app: "First time having breakfast together."
I casually posted it on my WeChat Moments.
The accompanying picture shows today's breakfast: porridge, cucumber salad, and boiled eggs.
Caption: The eggs taste especially good today.
Before he could even log out of his WeChat Moments, someone started commenting.
He didn't even glance at it before leaving his WeChat Moments.
...
Just as Liao Nanxing entered the office, he heard a commotion inside.
Without even a second thought, it's probably those young female teachers in the office again, huddled together gossiping.
No sooner had I stepped inside than I heard someone mention Gu Yao.
He quickly took out his phone and scrolled through his WeChat Moments.
Sure enough, Gu Yao posted on his WeChat Moments again.
Every time someone surnamed Gu posts on WeChat Moments, the office erupts in chaos, like an earthquake.
What the heck? It's just a boiled egg!
I turned off my phone and tossed it on the table. Then I heard all the young female teachers searching for eggs on Baidu.
After failing to find what he expected, some people still stubbornly insisted, "The crabs that Teacher Gu sent last time were worth over 100,000 yuan. The eggs he sent this time are definitely not ordinary. I don't believe we can't find them!"
Then a group of people joined in the commotion, which he found tiresome.
My phone flashed; it was a WeChat message from Su Mu.
Clicking on it reveals a crying emoji.
[Anan, my mom scolds me even for eating a few grapes. When can we move? If this keeps up, I'm really going to become depressed.]
Liao Nanxing pinched the space between his eyebrows and scratched his head frantically.
"Teacher Liao, if you keep pulling your hair like that, you might ruin your hairline!"
Liao Nanxing opened his eyes, gave a few nonchalant replies, and then his phone kept ringing.
He waited until no one was around before opening WeChat again.
[Anan? Mom won't let Aunt Liu buy me fruit.]
[Anan? Mom is banging on the bedroom door and yelling at me. I'm so scared.]
The baby was so scared, moving around all over the place. I'm so afraid.
"Anan, my stomach hurts a little."
Su Mu sent him the last message about stomach pain seven times.
Liao Nanxing felt a splitting headache.
He thought that after getting a marriage certificate with Su Mu, Su Mu would be like Zhou Chunhua, bowing down and submitting to the old lady.
The family conflicts were naturally resolved.
Who would have thought that after getting their marriage certificate, Su Mu would go against the old lady in everything?
When he was at home, the two would occasionally exchange insults, but most of the time they would use veiled attacks.
When he was not home, Su Mu bombarded him with messages one after another.
Last time, he was in class when the old lady called and gave him a long lecture, which made him lose interest in the rest of the class.
I feel a tightness in my chest.
His fingers flew across the keyboard as he typed: "Stomach ache? Send me a WeChat message when you have time. Don't you know how to call 120?"
Just as I was about to send it, he deleted it all and called me directly.
As soon as the call connected, I heard Su Mu crying.
"Anan, please come and save me, my stomach hurts so much."
"Do we need to go to the hospital? I'll call an ambulance."
"It's a little better now. But listen, Mom is still kicking the door. I'm so scared."
"Don't be afraid, I'll call her right away."
After hanging up, he called the old lady again.
The old lady scolded him for a while, and only after she calmed down did she stop.
He hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.
“Teacher Liao, you’ve only just arrived and haven’t even taught a class yet, how come you’re already this tired? You weren’t like this before,” said Teacher Wu, who was standing next to her.
"That's right. Teacher Liao used to be so handsome and dashing in a suit. These past few months, it seems like you've been so busy that you haven't had time to take care of yourself."
It was only after his colleague mentioned it that Liao Nanxing realized that his appearance was not as good as before.
When Zhou Chunhua was at home, dirty clothes never piled up in the washing machine.
He would iron his washed clothes neatly and hang them in his closet.
Every day when he got home, Zhou Chunhua would clean his leather shoes thoroughly before putting them in the shoe cabinet.
I also hand-wash and air-dry his socks every day before bedtime.
Now, the washing machine is overflowing, and I only use it once. Sometimes the clothes come out with a strange smell.
His clothes were only ironed by Aunt Liu when she had time.
So I wear the same few outfits over and over again.
As for shoes, they'll never get clean unless you brush them yourself.
Thinking about these annoying and trivial things, Liao Nanxing couldn't help but sigh and scratch his head.
When I let go, a few more strands of hair came out between my fingers.
For some reason, he now finds himself reminiscing about the time when Zhou Chunhua was around.
After a busy day at get off work, I got home.
As soon as he entered the door, a slipper hit his foot.
"Mom! What are you doing now?" Liao Nanxing changed her shoes and then had to take the old lady's slippers back.
As soon as he got close, the old lady kicked him.
"You've really made something of yourself! You and her can get your marriage certificate without even needing her consent, right?" Xu Xiuzhen was furious when she thought about how arrogant Su Mu looked when he took out the marriage certificate today.
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