Chapter 48 Chapter 48 I’m out of strength, husband.
It is wishful thinking to talk about feelings when you are under the waves. When Tang Ke was asked if it hurt, his fists grabbing the pillow almost shook like fascia guns, saving the family a valuable expense.
Fu Yu's clothes were soaked with sweat, and he was in a dilemma. However, instead of worrying about himself, he was more worried that if things continued like this, Tang Ke would bite his tongue and commit suicide without anyone noticing.
"Turn around," he said, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of his hand and turning her upper body over. "I'll take off my glasses, and then you won't be able to see anything."
Tang Ke hugged a corner of the quilt tightly and retorted, "Forget it. If I take it off, you won't be able to aim straight."
Fu Yu didn't get angry. He folded his glasses methodically and leaned over to put them on the bedside table. "Haven't you heard of the blind men and the elephant?"
"Can you please not ruin my childhood?"
Fu Yu deliberately coughed twice to clear his throat, "Rocking car..."
"Enough, enough, enough! Enough enough!" Tang Ke spread his fingers as if facing a formidable enemy, trying to stop the childhood killer. "Don't involve innocent children in adult matters, OK?!"
"clear."
Fu Yu used her belly as a table and folded her shirt virtuously, first spreading it out flatly and then rolling it into long strips with the edges aligned.
Tang Ke glanced down and asked in confusion, "What's the purpose of this... technique from Switzerland?"
"Put it on a cushion, it'll be more comfortable," he said.
"...Oh." Tang Ke silently swallowed back his complaints.
Oh, why are you so nice to her?
Not being nearsighted has its advantages. Tang Ke was curious whether he was a natural talent or a hard-working one. In previous conversations about academic performance, he'd described himself as a hard worker, studying late into the night and attending weekend cram schools, maintaining a top 50 ranking in his grade. But she felt that hard work was merely the icing on the cake of his talent; it required effort, and at best, he was just leveraging his resources.
Real efforts belong to fools like her who need to fight against force, such as uncontrollable duplicity, irresistible nonsense, specious arguments that only make things more obvious, and the inability to say "I love you" directly.
Tang Ke raised his arms and angrily grabbed each side of his chest.
"?!" Fu Yu was shocked and couldn't believe it: "What are you twisting?"
"Start the ignition! Haven't you ever driven a car?" she said in a high-sounding manner. This was how her father started his car.
"..." Fu Yu had no choice but to hold her hands down, interlock her fingers, and clasp them tightly in his palms.
His hand was one knuckle larger than hers, and his thumb rubbed the back of her hand intentionally or unintentionally, as immature as his kissing skills.
Tang Ke reflected on himself and realized that she had indeed scared him. From the beginning to the end, he no longer allowed her hands to move freely. Either their palm lines were aligned, or both wrists were controlled by him.
When he lay beside her face with his chest heaving violently, Tang Ke felt that the time had come. There was no moment more confused than this one, because she was the same, floating in the air in a daze.
"Fu Yu, actually, I just did that because I wanted to..."
"I know. I want to hold hands."
Tang Ke's heart skipped a beat. "You know?"
"Yeah, I know." Fu Yu brushed away a strand of hair stuck to the corner of her mouth.
“…”
Tang Ke stopped thinking. At that moment, her eyes suddenly felt sore for no reason. She bit her lower lip, desperately trying to suppress the inexplicable wetness, but a slight moan could not help but come from her throat.
"What's wrong?" Fu Yu looked up at her.
Not wanting him to see his silly look, Tang Ke hugged his neck and cried like a child: "Wuwuwuwuwu, you know, wuwuwuwuwu..."
"Does it hurt again? I'm sorry." He couldn't lift his body, so he rubbed her tears with his cheeks.
Tang Ke shook his head, his eyes already blurred with tears, and no matter how stubborn he was, he couldn't hide his nasal tone: "It's cool, don't worry about it anyway."
Fu Yu laughed grimly, "What a long reflex arc."
What the hell. Tang Ke pushed him away, instinctively wanting to see what that expressionless face looked like when he smiled, but the result was the same, and she cried even harder.
Wrong one hundred million.
After Fu Yu knew that her tears were not of pain, he lay on his side and wiped her tears. Looking at her crystal eyelashes and her pouting lips, it was too late when he realized what he was about to say.
"I love you."
The sound of anger quickly dissipated in the air, and Tang Ke stopped crying. He turned his head stupidly and looked at him blankly, as if asking: What did you say just now?
"..." Fu Yu shouldn't have revealed the deepest secret in his heart to her so early, not to mention saying it when she was in a state of emotional backlash. No matter how he thought about it, her reaction would not be good.
So he sat up and asked, "Would you like to eat something?"
"Oh...oh...ok." Tang Ke sniffed.
She slowly put on her pajamas and was stunned when she saw the marks on the sheets.
Why was she crying? Why had she suddenly collapsed into a lake? It wasn't regret, nor was it sadness, so what was it? Could someone cry because they wanted to be with someone so badly? That was too strange. Could someone cry because they felt happy? Then her threshold for happiness was too low... Or was she just a strange, sensitive crybaby?
It was completely dark outside. Tang Ke walked into the kitchen in slippers. Fu Yu had already boiled water in the pot and was about to put the noodles in.
"Don't put too much, the dough will expand," she reminded.
Fu Yu circled a handful and asked, "So many?"
"Too many."
"How about this?"
“…Why did you cut it in half?”
"Binary search."
"What the hell?" Tang Ke immediately started cooking, put in the right amount of noodles, and said, "Let me fry two more eggs."
"Do you have the strength?" Fu Yu asked with concern.
She rolled her eyes at him: "I can even find time to give you a slap."
"So fierce." Fu Yu covered the pot and took out two raw eggs from the refrigerator and gave them to her.
When Tang Ke poured oil into the pot, she realized that she had indeed been stubborn. She tremblingly picked up a heavy bucket of cooking oil and poured in a lot more, which was more than enough to fry four eggs.
"Bring me two more eggs," she said.
It is better to adapt to the environment than to change it.
Fu Yu was cooking noodles at the left stove, while Tang Ke was laying eggs at the right stove. As expected, the eggs exploded, killing two birds with one stone and scaring two people to death.
Fu Yu supported Tang Ke who was falling back in time and said calmly: "This is China, who is shooting?"
"Oh my god..." Tang Ke handed the spatula to him: "You do it."
"? That's not good. I've never been to the front line." Fu Yu declined.
"I have no strength left, husband."
“…”
Tang Ke watched from behind as Fu Yu was startled by the bouncing oil, and laughed out loud, saying that he was doing popping.
It's so weird, with a paralyzed face and popping, and I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt.
Fortunately, frying an egg doesn’t require much skill. As long as it’s not burnt, it tastes delicious anyway after being dipped in soy sauce.
Tang Ke smiled and smacked her cheeks, looking incredibly happy, her legs swinging back and forth with delight under the table. Aside from the tear marks at the corners of her eyes, it was hard to tell she was the one crying so hard.
"Come again after dinner."
Without warning, she dropped a stone, causing a huge splash of water.
"Cough cough...you cough cough cough!" Fu Yu was choked and couldn't stop coughing.
She's rarely so straightforward, isn't she? Did she develop a second personality after sleeping with her once?
"What's wrong? Can't you do it?" Tang Ke stared at him with interest.
"I'm eating." Fu Yu buried his head in his bowl.
"Fu Yu." She called his name.
"Um?"
"Do you think I'm annoying?"
Fu Yu raised his head: "I'll do it."
Tang Ke chuckled. "No, I'm asking, do you find it annoying that I'm constantly messing around, ruining the atmosphere, and sometimes even pretending to evade responsibility?"
If you think about it carefully, she has long been a habitual offender. Whether it is facing the education of her elders, social responsibilities, life choices, or her own feelings, she has circled a territory that is not elegant but absolutely safe. It is okay to be alone, but once she has to interact with another person, this behavior is quite cowardly.
Seeing Fu Yu's face full of deep thought, she restrained her smile: "Ah... Is it really that annoying..."
"No, I was wondering when you evaded your responsibilities." Fu Yu recalled something and said, "You seemed to be avoiding me for a while. So you were evading your responsibilities?"
"What else? I'm afraid of making a good decision." Tang Ke shrugged.
"But you later confessed your thoughts, so it wasn't really an escape, was it? I also said I'd give you time and space to think. To be honest, it was within my expectations."
Tang Ke was a little surprised that he would say that. He pressed down the corners of his lips and deliberately curled his lips, "It's as expected. You still hugged me and cried."
"Whether you can bear it or not is another matter." Fu Yu ate noodles in big mouthfuls, his cheeks bulging.
"Then... don't you ever feel for even a second that I'm annoying to you? Do you mean to poke you, kick you, tease you, or make fun of you?" Tang Ke said as he stepped on his knee with his bare foot.
"..." Fu Yu's cheeks paused for a second, not out of annoyance, but irritation. Then he continued chewing and said, "I put too much on purpose. Maybe one box won't be enough."
"Ah!" Tang Ke covered his ears. Why was he saying dirty things with such a stern face? "What a horrible man in his thirties."
"Please be understanding. Birds of a feather flock together." Fu Yu drank the soup calmly.
It seemed like he could always quickly digest her personality and her transformations, and then put them into practice.
Tang Ke stammered, feeling truly embarrassed. He held his chin with both hands and said, "Before the term 'abstract woman' came out, I was a funny woman. Before the term 'funny woman' came out, I was a fool who didn't agree with anyone and didn't say a word. How could you not find me annoying?"
Fu Yu raised his eyes and glanced at her. "Well, not everyone can tell crosstalk while making love."
"Lin Xiao, you..." Tang Ke felt that his curse was very dirty.
"How can we not get along? I think we are quite compatible." Fu Yu wiped his mouth and raised his hand like a conspicuous person who volunteered in class.
Tang Ke blushed and slapped his hand away in disgust, "Brother, don't love me too much."
Speaking of love, she seemed to hear something at last, about love.
The heavier the things, the more she tends to ignore them: career choices, the meaning of work, the true meaning of filial piety. If she takes them too seriously, she fears her life will be filled with failures and regrets, including in marriage and love.
So the truth is spoken mixed in with nonsense, showing a little unwillingness and a little expectation appropriately. After all, it doesn't matter if it is ignored even if it is just this little bit of truth.
Oh wait, why was she crying then?
So that's how it is.
Fu Yu happened to understand this little bit of true words.
Ah, I remembered it, I remembered it suddenly, as if my memory came back to me.
She seemed to hear—
I love you.
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