Chapter 83

Seeing his brother like this, Huo Xiao wanted to teach him a lesson, but he couldn't bear it and reminded him, "While there is still a chance, find someone to have a good talk with."

Dong Xiao's eyes never left Tang Jing, so he naturally noticed that she was more lively than usual when facing Lu Wei. He said bitterly, "Do you think it's too late? That girl always has a sullen face when she sees me." Unlike now? Her little face is about to bloom.

Huo Xiao frowned: "What's wrong with having a sullen face? Why are you so hesitant when it comes to love? Are you my dear? If you like her, just tell her! If it works out, it works out. If not, I'll give up completely!"

Dong Xiao certainly understood the truth, but... "After I say this, I'm afraid we won't even be friends anymore."

This was what bothered him the most. He really couldn't accept Liang Jingjing looking at him with strange, even disgusted eyes.

"Then pursue it well and try your best!" After saying this, Huo Xiao, who was not one to meddle in other people's business, could no longer tolerate it and shouted to Tang Jing who was laughing on the side of the road: "Doctor Tang! Dong Xiao is looking for you."

After shouting, without even looking at the red face of the person beside him, he waved to his wife, "Tingting, it's time to go inside. Aren't you going to give a gift to your elder sister?"

In this room, after introducing the two of them and before she had time to explain anything to her second brother, Ting rolled her eyes and looked at Tang Jing who was obviously nervous: "It seems that there is no need to test it. Someone can't even last two minutes!"

Tang Jing blushed and didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Ruting patted her arm encouragingly, then pulled her second brother away.

Lu Wei reached out and poked his sister's forehead, narrowing his peach blossom eyes slightly: "What evil idea do you have?"

Ruting covered his forehead and pretended to be stupid: "I didn't!"

In April in Tianjin, the dead branches of the sycamore trees are replaced by tender buds, radiating the colors and vitality of spring.

Dong Xiao and Tang Jing walked side by side on the poetic street, neither of them spoke a word.

I don’t know how long it took, but when we reached the end of the road and turned back, Dong Xiao finally mustered up the courage to speak: “Liang Jingjing, you…”

Tang Jing's legs were sore from walking so much, and she finally waited for the man to speak. She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly responded, "What?"

Suddenly their eyes met, Dong Xiao's mind froze, and he subconsciously gave an indecent smile: "So... you like Lu Wei?"

Tang Jing blinked, feeling a little puzzled, but still nodded: "I like it very much."

The two roles played by Rui Wei are both tragic heroes. The audience's love for the characters inevitably extends to the actors themselves, and she is one of them.

The two of them were talking at cross purposes, and Dong Xiao felt as if a needle had pierced his heart. The pain made it hard for him to breathe, and he even lost the desire to speak.

So, with Tang Jing covered in mist, the two of them walked for a long time.

Seeing that she was only a few dozen meters away from the small western-style building, Tang Jing was anxiously planning to take the initiative when someone suddenly grabbed her hand.

Her body stiffened and she subconsciously tried to break free.

Feeling Liang Jingjing's struggle, Dong Xiao's chest stagnated, but he didn't let go: "...Is it not possible for me?"

After realizing that she was being held by someone, Tang Jing stopped struggling, but felt half of her body stiffen: "What...what?"

Dong Xiao took a deep breath and said earnestly, "Don't like Luo Wei, like me, okay?"

At this moment, Tang Jing felt as if she had become as stiff as a stone.

After years of secret love, there was finally light at the end of the tunnel, and she almost wanted to accept it immediately.

But when the words came to her lips, thinking of the grievances she had suffered over the years, Tang Jing felt a sharp soreness in her throat, so the words she said turned into: "...Do you like me?"

Dong Xiao immediately said, "I like it."

Tang Jing: "When?"

Dong Xiao looked embarrassed for a moment, but still answered honestly, "When you were 17."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Jing's calm mood could no longer be controlled, and her eyes instantly turned red: "You are lying!"

"I'm not lying to you, it really was when you were in the first year of high school." Dong Ao, who had never seen his beloved cry, was suddenly panicked. He subconsciously raised his hand to do something, but the moment he raised his hand, he shuddered and withdrew his hand.

Tang Jing didn't notice his movements, her eyes still looking straight into his eyes: "When you were 17 years old, you went home to visit your family. At the dinner table, your father said that we should get married in the future. You told your brother that you didn't like me, that you only regarded me as your sister, and that you liked fair-skinned girls..."

At the end, thinking about the ups and downs of life over the years, Tang Jing's voice was choked with sobs and she could no longer hold back her tears of grievance.

The moment his sweetheart shed tears, Dong Xiao realized what it meant to be heartbroken.

At that moment, his head was buzzing and he forgot to think. He just instinctively pulled her behind the wall a few steps away. When he held her in his arms, his eyes were red. "...I'm not lying to you. Before you were 15, I really always treated you as my sister. Then I served in the army for two years and came home to visit my family. You were 17 and suddenly you grew into a big girl...I was a little panicked at that time, but I also despised myself for being attracted to a 17-year-old girl, so I said that to your big brother."

After crying for a while, Tang Jing felt relieved a lot of the grievance in her heart, but she still refused to give in after hearing the words: "Many people get married at the age of 16."

Dong Xiao smiled bitterly: "But I can't, I think you are too young."

At that time, he felt like an animal and didn't even dare to stay at home for a few days, so he hurried to the military academy.

But some things are out of control. When Liang Jingjing turned 20, he was a junior in college and couldn't suppress his joy: "...I originally thought that you were 20 years old and I could like you, so I wanted to express my feelings to you..."

At this point, Tang Jing realized that she was being held in someone's arms. She took a step back in embarrassment: "...but you didn't ask me."

Speaking of this, Dong Xiao pursed his lips and recalled the suffocating feeling that his blood seemed to have frozen. He moved his throat several times and said bitterly after a while: "...well...I didn't ask because I heard you quarreled with your mother. You said...you hated me the most and didn't want to marry me no matter who you married."

Tang Jing was stunned and subconsciously retorted: "I like you so much, how can I..."

No, it seems like I really said that.

Tang Jing was frowning in thought when she felt something tighten around her waist and she was hugged again. Then the man said excitedly, "Are you serious? Liang Jingjing, do you really like me?"

Her waist was buckled too tightly, but Tang Jing did not struggle because she remembered something.

When she was 20 years old, she was admitted to university and found that her mother, whom she loved, mentioned Dong Xiao again and said that she could go and test Dong's mother's opinion.

The girl's unrequited love was exposed, and she was overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment. She knew very well that Dong Xiao didn't like her and only treated her as a younger sister. How could she want her mother to speak to her? In a hurry, she couldn't help but speak without thinking.

So...he heard everything?

So...did they fall in love with each other at the same time?

After thinking all this over, Tang Jing should have been happy, but her tears fell even faster.

Feeling the hot and wet feeling spreading on his shoulders, Dong Xiao's heart tightened and he asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Don't cry, okay?"

When people feel wronged, they can’t be comforted. Tang Jing was the same. Her tears flowed faster, but she tried to respond: "I like you very much...wuwu...I have liked you since I was 17...hiccup...I liked you. I thought you didn’t like me...I was afraid...I was afraid of being embarrassed, so I quarreled with me...with my mom...I’m sorry...hiccup...I hurt you...I’m sorry..."

Dong Xiao tilted his head back and blinked hard, but he still couldn't hold back a tear that flowed out from the corner of his eye.

He lowered his head and rubbed the girl's shoulder quickly before pretending to be relaxed and saying, "Then...we." His voice was still a little trembling. Dong Xiao paused and adjusted his breathing a few times before continuing, "Then we are all a little stupid. We missed each other for 7 years."

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang Jing's tears, which had been slowly dying, began to flow again as she thought about the tears she had secretly shed for this man over the years.

Dong Xiao felt distressed but also somewhat amused: "Liang Jingjing, why are you a crybaby?"

Tang Jing subconsciously retorted: "I cried a lot, you just didn't see it."

Dong Xiao's breathing stagnated, and then he said nonchalantly, "It's just a pity."

Tang Jing: "What a pity?"

Dong Xiao let go of her, bent down and placed a cherished kiss on her swollen eyes: "It's a pity that we missed each other for so many years, otherwise our child might be bigger than the twins."

Tang Jing...

Tang Jing, who instantly lost all her shame and tears, kicked the foul-mouthed man.

Dong Xiao, who was mentally prepared, did not hide. He just yelled "Ah!" and held up his feet to accuse: "Liang Jingjing, you murdered your husband!"

Tang Jing's face turned red with anger: "You're still talking!"

Seeing that she had regained her former vitality and no longer had a face full of guilt, Dong Ao's eyes flashed with tenderness, but it was quickly replaced by impropriety.

He came over, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, then bared his teeth and ran away.

Tang Jing...(▼皿▼#)

Inside the small western-style building.

Ruting was helping her sister change clothes and put on makeup upstairs.

The dress was an engagement gift she gave to her eldest sister, a bright red, long-sleeved, slim-fitting dress.

Red materials are scarce these days, and even more so in such an emergency.

If it weren’t for an old classmate who worked in a department store, I really wouldn’t have been able to get it out at the moment.

Now that she has a beautiful long dress and the family is having a banquet behind closed doors, she must dress up her eldest sister beautifully...

Upstairs, people were busy.

The people waiting downstairs were also busy, and they all surrounded the four-month-old baby and admired him.

Except for when the child was just born, this was the first time in several months that Wu Yuzhen saw the grown-up Nian Nian.

It is no exaggeration to say that this was the most beautiful child she had ever seen. At this moment, she could hardly move and just wanted to stare at him.

The little guy is quite brave. He is not afraid of being surrounded by so many people. He just giggles politely when anyone teases him. Then his big black eyes turn into crescents, which can simply melt one's heart.

Of course, there are many people who share the same idea as Wu Yuzhen.

Xie Hao's sister Xie Fei couldn't get the baby from her parents, so she could only look at her big brother with hope on her face.

After all, she was struck by her sister-in-law when she first saw her, and thought that her future niece or nephew would also be very pretty.

Xie Hao, who had specially put on a new set of clothes, was stared at by his sister and was confused: "What's wrong?"

When Xie Fei's eyes met his brother's face, he turned away without leaving a trace: "Nothing?"

Xie Hao...?

"Hey, hey, hey! Old lady, it's my turn to hold the child. It's been three minutes." Xie Guangkun, who has the demeanor of a patriarch and always pays attention to his image, became a little anxious when he saw his old wife holding the child and refusing to let go.

Wu Yuzhen finally got the baby in her arms, so it was hard for her to let go. She said considerately, "Hasn't your waist been hurt recently? We are a couple, so it's the same if I hold the baby for you."

"Whose back is in bad shape? Why are you, an old woman, talking nonsense? Hurry up and let me hold the child."

"Wait a minute... Hey! Old man, keep following me around. Our Niannian is laughing. She likes this... Hey hey... Our Niannian is so cute. This little lotus root node is so plump..."

Just as everyone was enthusiastically circling around Nian Nian, and occasionally bursting into laughter at the little guy's jokes.

Dong Xiao, who had been away for nearly an hour, came back triumphantly carrying his new object.

Compared to Tang Jing's embarrassment, he was beaming with joy: "What are you all laughing at?"

Hu Xiu also learned about the love and hatred between the two from her daughter-in-law. Seeing that the lovers finally got together, she was very happy: "It makes Niannian laugh."

Hearing this, Dong Xiao, who also cherished the little baby, immediately praised: "My daughter is so cute."

Who is your goddaughter? Huo Xiao looked down on his frivolous appearance and curled his lips and said, "You are jealous, right? If you hadn't been so hesitant and cautious, maybe your child would be older than my Miaomiao."

Dong Xiao was shot in the chest...