Is it really just because you find Yingli’s cooking unpalatable?

No explanation.

This Achilles heel, Kogoro and I are the same. Ten years ago, I didn’t know much about style, and I didn’t know how to care for others. When Chenchen and I were together, even though I was obedient to her most of the time,

Okay, but if I catch her secretly eating spicy food during her period, or running out to play without a good rest when she's sick, I will angrily reprimand her. Just like what Kogoro did that day.

Every time I get angry with Chenchen like this, she will express her aggrievedness and say to me while squeezing her tears, "Can you please stop being so mean to me?"

Haha. What else can I say besides haha.

The more I looked at Sun Chenchen, the more I felt a little uncomfortable, but I couldn't explain why. In short, I was definitely not moved by her tears.

If I said that I regretted what I did to her a few days ago, I would definitely be despised by many people... So I chose not to say it and blamed myself in my heart.

I blamed myself for a while, and quickly regained my former cold-bloodedness. I quickly stretched out my right hand, wiped a handful of her left and right eyes respectively, pinched her chin and lifted it up, asking her to raise her head.

Facing me, her eyes were red, and there seemed to be some complaint in her eyes.

I looked at her coldly, the corners of my eyes twitching, "Don't let me play the bitterness card. It's useless. What did you do earlier? If you are going to tell me the purpose of sending me a text message and what to say, just tell me quickly.

, if you don’t say anything, you can get out now."

My voice was very calm, not harsh to her, but it didn't contain any emotion, at least not a trace of warmth in it.

Didn't she tell me not to be mean to her? To be honest, I'm not too shy to be mean to you.

I sat down on the bed, folded my arms and waited quietly for her answer.

Sun Chenchen's reaction surprised me a little. She didn't answer me anything, but turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Either say it quickly or get out.

She chose the latter.

After meeting me for the second time, Sun Chenchen obviously did not intend to lose his self-esteem. At least, he did not want to be humiliated by me.

In front of youth and sensibility, I once prostrated myself under her pomegranate skirt, my heart throbbed with every smile of hers, and my heart trembled with every cute expression and movement of hers.

In the face of time and reason, I have fallen to the point where I am indifferent because of her simple back, and I am slightly touched because of her stubborn turn.

Perhaps nothing in this world can change a person more than time.

It doesn’t matter whether the change is good or bad. It doesn’t matter what the person being changed looks like.

Right or wrong is not important in the face of time.

Winning or losing is meaningless in the face of time.

In the face of time...

There was no need to discuss whether I owed her or she owed me.

At that age and era, no one owed anyone anything, only who was lucky and who was unlucky.

Watching Sun Chenchen walk towards the door step by step, I really haven't seen that petite back so many times.

After reuniting with her, I heard a lot of words that I had heard many times before, saw a lot of mirror images of what I had seen before, and learned a lot of truths that I had deeply understood before.

But it was rare to see her small back.

My mother told me that when going out with girls on the street, boys must walk on the side closer to the road. This is a form of protection.

Therefore, I always walk side by side with Chenchen, or hold her hand, or put my arm around her shoulders, and walk on the road of love. I rarely look at her from behind.

But it’s not like I’ve never seen it before.

I remember that in the winter of that year, it was already at the end of the first lunar month, and it was a cold evening. We played all day during the day, and I sent her home at night.

There is a bus stop at the door of Chenchen's community. When we got on the bus and got off at that stop, Chenchen no longer allowed me to send her there. There were acquaintances everywhere in the community, and her parents knew about our relationship.

Things are not going well...

Standing under the dim street lights at the entrance of the community, Chenchen stood on tiptoe and I lowered my head. The moment our lips touched each other, the cold winter seemed to add a bit of warmth. Chenchen hugged me happily.

I turned around and entered the community without looking back.

I watched her small figure gradually disappear into the night, walking further and further away.

I watched her walk towards the door, her head lowered and her back bent.

There was a bitterness in my heart, which violently eroded my memory and swallowed my poor soul.

I don't know where the strength came from in my legs, which supported me to stand up and walk to the door.

I didn't know where the energy came from in my arm, so I raised my hand and closed the door.

I glanced at the various red wines placed next to the TV cabinet.

He lowered his head and glanced at Sun Chenchen, who covered his eyes with bangs.

Adam's apple moves slightly.

I heard a sound coming from my own throat.

"Don't leave in a hurry yet. We haven't seen each other for so long. Let's have a few drinks together."

Chenchen slowly turned around and slowly raised her head to look at me. Her eyelashes were flickering. Through her messy bangs, I could see that the corners of her eyes were still wet, but there were no tears anymore.

I really rarely see Chenchen turn around. I don’t see his back that many times, let alone turn around.

I watched her go away, but she never looked back.

But when the winter vacation ended that year, she had to go back to Beijing to start school, and I had to stay in City H to deal with some work matters. I sent her to her mother's house, and her mother sent her to the train station.

I stopped downstairs at her mother's house at an intersection before crossing the road. It was not safe to go any further.

Chenchen crossed the road and walked to the opposite side.

For the first time, she turned around and waved to me.

That time, I got home and cried for a full hour.

They were all moved tears.

Now, Chenchen's turn and kiss appeared in front of me again, which could no longer stimulate my tears.

I don't need more evidence to tell me that as time goes by, things have changed.

I pointed at her nose and added righteously, "Just catching up on old times, don't think too much about it."

I was really just surprised that she still had self-respect, shame, and backbone. So this made me a little interested in her situation over the years.

It's really that simple,

Chenchen didn't smile. She looked at me seriously for a few seconds. She lowered her head again, walked step by step to the bed and sat down.

Didn't talk to me.

I sighed, picked up a bottle of 1985 dry red from the TV cabinet, looked at the price, three thousand five thousand, hesitated for a moment, opened it, poured two glasses, and brought it to Chenchen.

The red liquid in the cup was swaying and shining brilliantly.

Chenchen took a glass from my hand, lowered his head and took a sip.
Chapter completed!