The two missed dinner, and when Su Tang woke up, it was already late at night.
Lu Xiao was wearing a vest and shorts and cooking noodles in the kitchen.
This was the scene Su Tang saw when he put on his clothes and walked out.
"Didn't you say there's no holiday this month?"
She poured herself a glass of boiled water and drank it, which relieved her dry throat.
Hearing Su Tang's question, Lu Xiao turned his head and looked at her.
"I'll be leaving soon."
"So urgent?"
Su Tang was a little surprised, thinking that Lu Xiao would stay at home for at least two days.
Lu Xiao nodded slightly: "I heard that Zheng Jinxin was back, and I was afraid that you would be bullied, so I came back this afternoon when there was no training."
As the saying goes, if you want to see someone, it doesn’t matter where you go.
It's just that he works harder, that's no big deal.
Being able to see his Tangtang is more important than anything else.
"By the way, I passed by the post office this afternoon and found that my parents had mailed a letter to you."
"The letter is on the table."
After saying that, Lu Xiao continued to cook noodles and fry vegetables. Su Tang put down the enamel cup in his hand and pulled out the letter that was pressed under the kettle.
When the familiar handwriting came into view, Su Tang felt a warm feeling in his heart.
She and Su's father basically write to each other once a month.
The island is closed, making correspondence very inconvenient.
But Su's father and mother always report good news but never bad news.
Su Tang guessed that they might not be used to living on the island, but at this time, the island could actually be a place that could shelter them from the wind and rain.
Su Tang held the thin letter in his hand, feeling warm in his heart.
The letters from my parents are like the wind blowing from the island, salty and carrying the taste of home.
She leaned against the table and carefully opened the letter in the light of the kerosene lamp coming through the kitchen door.
Su Tang felt something was wrong with the first few words.
"Tangtang, my daughter..."
This handwriting...why does it look like my mom wrote it?
When Su's father wrote a letter, his handwriting was just like him, neat and square.
Su Ma's handwriting is more delicate, with a little curve.
Su Tang's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked down.
As he watched, the warmth on Su Tang's face disappeared like the receding tide.
The knuckles of the fingers that were holding the letter paper turned white because of the force.
"Dad is sick?"
Her voice was a little shaky, but she didn't even notice it.
The letter was written by Su Ma, and there was a sense of strength in every word.
She said that Su's father had been feeling unwell recently and had a persistent cough, but she had been hiding it from her for fear that she would worry.
This time I caught a cold again and had a fever. It hasn't gotten better in a few days. I've lost a lot of weight and I'm in very bad spirits.
In the letter, Su's mother wrote, "Your father's body is weak because he worked so hard in his youth. This time he's fainting from a fever and keeps mumbling 'Tangtang'. My heart is... so broken."
"My dear, Mom is really afraid... I'm afraid your dad won't be able to handle it this time..."
The last sentence "I can't bear it" was like a needle, piercing Su Tang's heart.
"Mom said... Dad is very ill... She's worried he can't handle it..."
Su Tang raised his head and looked at the broad figure in the kitchen.
As soon as he spoke, his voice was filled with tears and tears were already welling up in his eyes.
After all, when it comes to parents, even the strongest person will panic.
Lu Xiao was concentrating on dealing with the noodles in the pot. When he heard this, the spatula in his hand stopped with a clang.
He turned around abruptly, his brows furrowed tightly. "What? Dad is sick? Is it serious?"
Su Tang was speechless and just handed the letter over. Finally, she couldn't hold back her tears and they fell on the letter paper, leaving a small wet mark.
Lu Xiao took two steps forward, took the letter, and quickly scanned it in the dim light.
His face also darkened.
The worry and fear that Su Ma was suppressing in the letter could be seen through the paper.
"No wonder……"
Lu Xiao whispered, folded the letter carefully and placed it on the table.
He reached out and took Su Tang into his arms, patting her back awkwardly with his big hands: "Don't be afraid, Tangtang, I'm here."
Su Tang buried her face in Lu Xiao's arms and said sullenly, "I want to go to the island! I have to see my dad! But...but my identity..."
In the 1970s, being born into a capitalist family was a shackle, and traveling far away, especially to islands with strict controls, was as difficult as climbing to heaven.
Letters of introduction, certificates, and layers of hurdles make one feel despairing just thinking about it.
Lu Xiao hugged her tighter, rubbing his chin against the top of her head: "Don't you still have me, your man? Have you forgotten what I do?"
There was a reassuring certainty in his tone.
"Don't worry, I can get all the necessary certificates to go to the island."
Su Tang suddenly raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes: "Really?"
"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"
Lu Xiao nodded heavily, his eyes full of heartache: "The noodles are almost ready, you should eat some first to fill your stomach. I will leave soon, you pack your things at home and ask for leave."
"Now that we have the certificate, let's go. We need to hurry and pack some things."
Lu Xiao let go of her, turned around, and deftly scooped the cooked noodles from the pot into two large bowls.
He picked up two eggs next to him, cracked them on the edge of the pan with a click, and then put them into the pan with a sizzling sound to fry.
"Dad's condition sounds bad. The sooner we get here, the sooner we can feel at ease. It's better to go sooner rather than later."
"It could be a false alarm. Don't worry, Dad is in good health."
Lu Xiao spoke to comfort Su Tang.
Looking at Lu Xiao's back busy in front of the stove, Su Tang's heart, which was as panicked as if it was blown by a strong wind, gradually calmed down.
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