Chapter 891 is about parental love.
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“I have a feeling that… the relationship between my dad and Aunt Zhang has changed a bit in the last two months.”
On May 30th, on the second floor of the Big Ben Milk Tea Shop, Bai Qingxia held a warm cup of milk tea in her hands, tilted her head, and told Lu Yuanqiu about her doubts from the past few days.
"Isn't it the same? What makes you say that?" Lu Yuanqiu replied casually, as if he hadn't paid attention, just like most boyfriends who are perfunctory with their girlfriends.
There was a laptop in front of him, and he was looking at the manuscript that Ruan Yueru had just sent him. A few days ago, Ruan Yueru suddenly asked him to write the "Shuangyue Chapter" in "Remembering Those Bygone Days". After hesitating, Lu Yuanqiu agreed.
Almost half a year has passed since then, and Ruan Yueru has become more cheerful day by day. From initially avoiding mentioning it, she has gradually come to mention "Shuang Ge" naturally at gatherings. Now she says she wants to write the "Shuang Yue Chapter".
This doesn't mean she's moved on from the incident, but it at least means she's able to face the thing that once made her feel depressed.
When Lu Yuanqiu told Bai Qingxia about this, Bai Qingxia could see a clear sense of relief on Lu Yuanqiu's face.
"Well written..." Lu Yuanqiu took in the lines of text on the screen and nodded silently.
As he was looking at the computer screen, a beautiful face suddenly appeared between his own and the screen.
"Did you hear me?" Bai Qingxia tilted her head to look at him.
Lu Yuanqiu leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, replying, "I heard you."
"Then repeat what I said last time."
"Uh... the relationship between your father and Aunt Zhang is a little different now."
That's the sentence before that.
"What?! They actually said more later?" Lu Yuanqiu's gaze shifted to her, and he saw Bai Qingxia with her eyes half-closed, her small face showing great dissatisfaction.
Lu Yuanqiu: "Hehe, my Xiaxia probably won't mind telling me again~"
Bai Qingxia: "I was saying that when I called them a few days ago, I heard them talking on the phone with a certain... "
Lu Yuanqiu saw Bai Qingxia twirling her slender, white index finger in front of her. She seemed unsure of the best adjective to use, but she finally said, "...the feeling of flirting."
"Huh? Uh... that's normal, isn't it? Although Uncle Bai is much older than Aunt Zhang, he doesn't really treat her like a junior. Didn't they always link arms when they went for walks before?"
“That was before. Things were different after my dad recovered, but recently it seems like they’re getting closer to that level of intimacy again. Last time I went home for May Day, I saw my dad’s hand on Aunt Zhang’s waist for a moment… although he quickly withdrew it.”
Lu Yuanqiu closed his notebook and asked the girl, "So how do you feel... I mean, if they really started dating, would you be unhappy?"
Bai Qingxia shook her head: "No, my mother has been gone for 15 years. My father's behavior doesn't mean he's unfaithful. Besides, Aunt Zhang is a very nice person. It would be natural for them to be together."
"I just think if they really start, they should formally tell us."
Lu Yuanqiu pondered for a moment and said to her, "Let's go back and investigate thoroughly tomorrow during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday."
"Okay~" Bai Qingxia replied and lay down on the table, looking up at Lu Yuanqiu with cute eyes. It was clear that she had been waiting for Lu Yuanqiu to say this.
"You are my little apple~"
"I can never love you enough~"
Lu Yuanqiu immediately turned his head and saw that the source of the sound was Zhong Jincheng, who was climbing the stairs and carrying a cup of milk tea to the table.
"Why are there only the two of you today?"
Lu Yuanqiu looked down at the phone at his waist: "What song is this...?"
“Little Apple! Never heard of it? It’s been so popular these past few days, and you’re not even online.” After saying that, Zhong Jincheng put the milk tea on the table and started dancing a terrible and ridiculous dance to the music. Bai Qingxia turned around and burst out laughing.
Lu Yuanqiu felt his eyes burning and turned his head away.
As mentioned before, others may not know, but for him, the song that left the deepest impression on him in 2014 was "Little Apple." Listening to this song always brought back a flood of memories from the past.
"Damn it, the memories of the dead are finally starting to attack me." Lu Yuanqiu looked down and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"What?" Bai Qingxia leaned closer.
Lu Yuanqiu raised his hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing."
Next, under Bai Qingxia's dumbfounded gaze, Lu Yuanqiu also stood up and joined Zhong Jincheng in dancing, but the two of them danced in a truly cringe-worthy way.
But I was very involved.
Bai Qingxia, holding onto the chair, couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the escape exit.
On the day I returned to Lucheng after the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, a soft singing voice drifted into my ears:
"You are my little apple~"
Lu Yuanqiu turned his head in surprise.
Bai Qingxia immediately shut her mouth, stared ahead nonchalantly, then looked down at her phone, scrolling through the message screen, which was even cleaner than her face.
Lu Yuanqiu's phone rang at that moment.
Zheng Yifeng: My dad is coming back tomorrow, and it seems like my mom specifically chose this day. She took my brother and me back to her parents' house today. What should I do? If my dad comes back tomorrow, won't there be no one at home?
Lu Yuanqiu looked at the private message on his phone and showed it to Bai Qingxia, who was sitting next to him.
Bai Qingxia: "Hasn't his father and Aunt Ye made up yet?"
"Well... I'm not sure what kind of relationship Uncle Zheng and Aunt Ye have now," Lu Yuanqiu replied.
He had shared his guesses with Bai Qingxia, but he really didn't dare to tell Zheng Yifeng. However, Zheng Yifeng was smart enough to guess it.
Yes, they all believed that Zheng Ye and Yu Zhimei had lived together during their ten years in the United States.
Gain Yu Zhimei's trust by sharing your experience of being hurt by the same thing and the same person, and become her closest confidant, so that you can easily extract information from her.
This guess is crude, but it's probably pretty close to the truth.
Lu Yuanqiu: Ask your wife for her opinion, why are you asking me?
Zheng Yifeng sent a screenshot, and Su Miaomiao's reply was just a string of "hahahaha..."
Su Miaomiao probably thinks her father-in-law is a scumbag and deserves to be treated this way.
Lu Yuanqiu: Although I don't know how to solve it either, coincidentally, we are facing a similar situation when we go back, except that it is getting colder here, while it is likely to get hotter here.
Bai Qingxia's expression was strange as she rested her hands on her cheeks.
Zheng Yifeng: What?
Lu Yuanqiu: This episode is about the love between parents.
The sixth floor of Xingfuli.
As June approaches, Zhang Ru has started wearing long skirts. She's become more fashionable and has recently become more attentive to her appearance, spending half an hour to an hour each day learning about makeup and skincare. Her clothing choices have also become more sophisticated.
She's always busy. When Li Guizhi's nanny comes to help with housework, she always volunteers to do it. Her hands are still rough and no amount of skincare can fix them.
In the kitchen, Bai Songzhe stood next to her, washing dishes with her. As they washed, they both laughed at the same time, without saying a word, just looking at each other.
Bai Songzhe: "The two kids will be home soon. I'll cook them a nice meal today."
"Of course, just don't make a mess in the kitchen," Zhang Ru said, turning her head and teasing him with a smile.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the two hands under the sink water suddenly touched each other without warning.
For a moment they seemed to be a beat slow to react, neither of them removing their hands.
The woman's mind stirred. Looking at the foamy surface of the water, a smile appeared on her lips. She gently hooked her middle finger around the man's ring finger underwater, her movements light and tender.
(End of this chapter)
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