“Yeah, what’s the problem?
Why, you’ve been away for a few years, and you can’t even cook a meal for me, the old man?”
Professor Lu stomped his cane with a half-smile on his face, as if the cane would start to become blind if this unfilial son couldn't give him a satisfactory answer!
"Grandpa, you know that's not what I meant!"
"Don't say anything, just go home quickly and prepare dinner so I can taste my grandson's cooking skills!"
Professor Lu knew what his grandson was about to say and quickly interrupted him.
Some fate, once missed, is missed forever!
"Go quickly, hurry up!" Professor Lu pushed his grandson and signaled Song Zhouxing to hold his arm and support him.
Looking at his grandson's dazed and sad figure, Professor Lu sighed softly.
"My grandson is a good person, but he is too sentimental. When he left last time, Bei Wan was still a little girl. Now she is married, so he needs to take it slow.
He has treated Wanwan as his younger sister since she was a child. When she was little, Wanwan looked like a doll and everyone wanted to tease her.
Haha, my grandson has been protecting Wan Yatou so tightly that no one can mess with her! "
Song Zhouxing listened to what Mr. Lu said, which was apparently an explanation but actually a criticism of himself, and a smile appeared on his face.
"I know Wanwan sometimes mentions her neighbor brother. Speaking of which, I also have to thank Brother Xiaoyuan for taking care of Beiwan since she was a child."
Song Zhouxing's words are indeed perfect.
Professor Lu was choked for a moment.
For a moment, both sides fell silent.
Professor Lu knew how his grandson died, and it was exactly the same as his own personality when he was young: stubborn and sentimental.
He has kept Wan in his protection since she was a child. He likes Wan and is waiting for her to grow up so that he can take her back to his nest.
Alas, I hope you can think it through. The relationship between Wan Yatou and Song Zhouxing seems good. If Xiao Yuan can't get over it, he will be the one who suffers!
…
Song Zhouxing helped Professor Lu into the car, gave instructions to the driver, and then returned to the guesthouse where he and Wanwan were staying.
"Why are you back so early today? What do you want to eat?"
When Song Zhouxing came back, Bei Wan was still accumulating and polishing her materials.
He asked gently without even looking up at the sound of the door opening.
"Wanwan, Professor Lu invites us to dinner at his house!"
"Grandpa Lu? Hey, didn't Grandpa Lu tell me that Aunt Zhang wasn't there the last time I went there? And it sounds like he won't be back anytime soon. What...?"
Bei Wan finally raised his head and looked at Song Zhouxing puzzledly, as if asking him for the answer.
"It seems that Professor Lu's grandson has returned and can cook. Professor Lu asked us to go and taste some of his food."
Bei Wan tried hard to search the original owner's memory. It seemed that this neighbor brother was quite nice to the original owner.
Thinking about the moments he and the original owner had spent together, several minutes had passed before he knew it.
Song Zhouxing's expression changed from indifference at first to resentment.
Uh, this big, strong man doing this is really eye-catching.
When Bei Wan came to his senses, he was so speechless by Song Zhouxing's appearance that he took a few steps back!
"What are you doing?"
Song Zhouxing's expression became even more resentful.
"That brother of yours, Xiao Yuan, is so good that you're obsessed with him!"
Song Zhouxing gritted his teeth as he spoke every word, looking like he had been betrayed.
Bei Wan looked at Song Zhouxing's expression, which was very novel to her, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Why, are you jealous again?"
"No, why would I be jealous? You and your brother Xiao Yuan have been childhood sweethearts and have a great relationship..."
The more Song Zhouxing spoke, the more jealous he felt, and Bei Wan quickly interrupted him.
"What are you imagining? He is just my neighbor's older brother who took me out to play when I was a kid.
Besides, he went to the army a few years ago, and we haven't seen each other for many years. If you didn't mention it, I might not even remember him. "
After hearing what Bei Wan said, Song Zhouxing felt relieved. Humph, my wife can't think of her love rival. In other words, my wife only has me in her heart!
"Hurry up, Grandpa Lu is still waiting for us at home!"
Seeing Song Zhouxing laughing foolishly for no reason, and realizing that quite a while had passed, Bei Wan couldn't help but urge him.
"Oh, here it comes, here it comes!"
…
When Professor Lu returned home, as expected, all the lights in the house were off.
Professor Lu sighed helplessly, waved to the driver, and asked him to help buy some vegetables.
"Xiao Yuan, fate is unpredictable. If he missed it, then he missed it. Don't force it!"
There was silence in the darkness, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.
“Grandpa, I have liked her for more than ten years, ever since she was a little girl.
I thought she was still young, so I would first make a name for myself in the military camp, and then go to Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng to propose marriage. I didn’t expect…”
At the end of his speech, Lu Yuan, a tough guy, actually choked up.
Professor Lu couldn't bear it either. As a grandfather, how could he not know what his grandson was thinking? But it was already missed, and it could only be missed.
"I know what you're thinking. You're not willing to accept this, right?"
"right!"
"But do you know that Bei Wan likes you? You've never expressed your feelings to Wan Wan, and she doesn't know either. To a large extent, your love is unrequited.
Wanwan is married now and she is living a good life. You don’t know how happy she smiled when she talked about Song Zhouxing when I first found out she was married.
Loving someone, as long as she is happy, that is enough! "
Just as Professor Lu finished saying this, the doorbell rang. Professor Lu turned on the main light in the living room without looking at his grandson's miserable appearance.
Thinking of giving him some buffer time.
After picking up the vegetables bought by the driver, Professor Lu went straight into the kitchen.
No one knows that Professor Lu was once a young man who loved cooking. Watching that person eat the food he cooked was once Professor Lu’s best memory.
Professor Lu suddenly recalled the face of a girl in his mind.
"Yuanyuan!"
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