"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Gan Tingting apologized repeatedly.
Based on my feeling, if I just hung up on the other party for a while, it shouldn't be a big deal.
Gan Tingting apologized and was about to leave, but the other party still grabbed the back seat of the bicycle and refused to let her go.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
"Want to leave?" The yellow-haired young man glanced at Gan Tingting, his heart skipped a beat, and an evil fire shot up his lower abdomen for no reason: "Little girl, you just need to apologize for this."
The yellow-haired young man looked at Gan Tingting with lustful eyes and even reached out to touch her chin. Gan Tingting shook her hand away in disgust and turned away.
Unexpectedly, the other party gave me a bear hug and hugged me tightly from behind.
Gan Tingting opened her mouth to shout, but the other party stretched out a hand to cover Gan Tingting's mouth. Gan Tingting found it difficult to breathe and struggled so hard that she even kicked off her leather shoes.
"Hey, little beauty, just don't move. You'll be fine in a while."
The yellow-haired young man was about to untie Gan Tingting's clothes. At this moment, footsteps came from behind.
"Zhao Tianyou?" Gan Tingting, in despair, seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.
The yellow-haired young man saw that Zhao Tianyou was the only one, and besides, he was half a head shorter than him. He felt confident, so he took out his shining dagger and said, "Boy, get out of here if you know what you're doing."
"Really?" Zhao Tianyou smiled nonchalantly: "You still have a chance to get out now!"
The yellow-haired young man had never experienced such an insult before. He screamed strangely and rushed forward.
"Bang!" Zhao Tianyou was ready to attack, and hit Huang Hair's chest with a beautiful side kick. Huang Hair fell to the ground as if he had been hit by a huge boulder.
Zhao Tianyou didn't even look at the yellow hair on the ground. He walked forward and stretched out his hand to Gan Tingting on the ground.
Gan Tingting hesitated for a moment and finally held Zhao Tianyou's hand.
His hands were so generous and warm, Gan Tingting thought, and her heart beat wildly.
Zhao Tianyou pulled her up, helped her hold the bicycle, and said calmly: "It's okay now, you can go."
Gan Tingting took two steps and then stepped back. She patted her chest and looked at Zhao Tianyou with pleading eyes, but did not say a word.
This kind of pleading look would make even a stone melt. Zhao Tianyou is not a stone. He sighed and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you."
This was exactly what Gan Tingting wanted. She didn't want to appear too happy, so she said "thank you" lightly.
The two of them walked in the alley, the night wind blowing their clothes. The fear in Gan Tingting's heart gradually dissipated, and a blush appeared on her face: "Zhao Tianyou, thank you."
"No thanks!"
"Why are you here?"
"happen."
"Where is your home?"
"nearby."
Gan Tingting tried her best to find something to say. Zhao Tianyou's answer was as precious as words, which made her a little angry: "Zhao Tianyou, don't think that just because you saved me--"
"Can I talk to you like this?" Zhao Tianyou was really convinced.
Gan Tingting saw that he was angry, and when she thought about it carefully, she felt that it was really unreasonable.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little confused."
Zhao Tianyou chuckled and said, "You didn't just mess up today."
Gan Tingting is getting angry again. What does this mean? Is she saying that I have no brains?
Zhao Tianyou suddenly stopped and said, "I've arrived at your house. It's time for me to go back."
"Hey!" Gan Tingting looked at him unusually tenderly, biting her lip and said, "We're at my house. Can you go up and sit down for a while and have a glass of water?"
"Just drink water. Classmate Gan Tingting, I hope you can promise me something."
"What's the matter?" Gan Tingting suddenly remembered TVB's bloody dramas. Generally, after the heroes save the beauty, they will develop a good relationship with each other, and then the moon will be full.
He wouldn't say anything to himself, would he?
If Zhao Tianyou knew Gan Tingting's crazy thoughts, he would definitely run away and vomit three liters of blood.
"A small thing is that I hope we can live in harmony in the future."
"Of course, classmate Tianyou, do you think I am the kind of person who is not good for you?"
"That's good, bye."
Gan Tingting watched Zhao Tianyou disappear like a whirlwind at the entrance of the alley. She stared at it for a while, then went back to the house to rest, having a dreamless night---
After accepting Ren Biao as his younger brother and eliminating the estrangement between him and Gan Tingting, Zhao Tianyou felt happy.
Laomiao Street is not far from Lantern Alley, so Zhao Tianyou simply walked home.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, most shops were closed, and it was very quiet.
In front, a teahouse was still lit.
Isn't that the teahouse owned by Widow Tian Er?
Zhao Tianyou's heart moved and he decided to go up and sit.
"Mom, we have a guest."
A crisp voice sounded, and a little girl with braids and a pink skirt ran out.
Seeing Zhao Tianyou, the little girl smiled sweetly, with two beautiful dimples appearing on her round face.
"Brother Tianyou, are you here to drink tea?"
"Sister Tian Tian, I passed by here and came up." Zhao Tianyou looked around and didn't see Widow Tian. He asked doubtfully: "Where is your mother?"
"My mother is cleaning the room upstairs. If you want to drink tea, go this way."
Even though Tian Tian was only twelve years old, she behaved very well. She made a "please" gesture and led Zhao Tianyou to a tea room in the west.
The tea room is made of bamboo and wood, with flowers on the beige coffee table, giving it a quiet and elegant atmosphere.
Zhao Tianyou entered the house and sat down by the window. This position was very good and he could see the entire Old Temple Street clearly.
The door opened and Widow Tian walked in.
Different from the past, Widow Tian was wearing a peony red cheongsam today, with her hair pulled back in a bun. She walked in slowly, like a willow in the wind, with a unique charm.
Zhao Tianyou's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that it was no wonder that old guy liked to look here. Widow Tian was completely different when she was working and how she usually was.
Widow Tian slowly walked to the table and poured tea for Zhao Tianyou.
Zhao Tianyou discovered that Widow Tian's skin was very white, like warm jade, and she had a jade bracelet on her wrist, which was as white as snow.
Seeing this bracelet, Zhao Tianyou's eyes suddenly widened.
This bracelet was not in the cabinet. How could it fly into Widow Tian’s hand?
"Xiao Zhao, why do you think of coming to my place for tea tonight?" Widow Tian smiled faintly, as pale as a chrysanthemum.
Zhao Tianyou took a sip of tea and said, "Aunt Tian, I was passing by here and I'm thirsty."
As he spoke, Zhao Tianyou took a sip of tea and felt the aroma of tea penetrate right into his heart and spleen. The pores all over his body were soaked in the unknown fragrance, and even his breath was filled with a faint fragrance.
"Good tea! No wonder my third uncle drinks tea here every day."
The first sentence is a compliment, and the second sentence is a test.
Widow Tian's face turned red. She smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Zhao, if you like it, come and drink it often."
"No, I'll finish drinking this pot and then go home and sleep."
"Okay, then Aunt Tian will accompany you."
The two drank tea in silence, and the atmosphere was warm and wonderful.
Zhao Tianyou felt in a daze that the person opposite was not the poor widow, but a kind elder.
This feeling is so strange.
Zhao Tianyou fiddled with the green tea leaves and said, "Aunt Tian, when did you meet my third uncle?"
Widow Tian lifted her hair and said, "It was very early. You had just moved to Laomiao Street at that time. You were only one year old."
Once the conversation started, it couldn't be stopped. Zhao Tianyou understood that Widow Tian's teahouse was also opened with the support of her third uncle.
When Zhao Tianyou thought that the other party might become his aunt, Zhao Tianyou knew it in detail.
After chatting for more than ten minutes, the atmosphere became more harmonious. Zhao Tianyou made further tests: "Aunt Tian, does my third uncle often praise you?"
"Praise me?" Widow Tian was stunned and her face turned red: "What did he praise me for?"
"He praised you for being beautiful and for making good tea. I didn't know that before, but today I know that the tea made by Aunt Tian is so delicious."
"Little Guitou, is everything you said true?"
"Really!" Zhao Tianyou vowed: "I will tell half a lie to avoid being bitten by a pig."
It’s a joke, my own pig trembled all over when he saw me, and he didn’t even dare to bite him for the first time.
The blush on Widow Tian's face became even worse. She leaned forward, a faint fragrance came out, and her eyes became misty: "Xiao Zhao, your third uncle has been alone for so many years?"
"Yeah, it's so pitiful."
The corners of Zhao Tianyou's mouth twitched when he said something against his will. How pitiful was that old guy?
"He--he didn't say he was looking for someone?"
"No, it's not suitable."
"Then---" Widow Tian opened her mouth and said, "How could that be?"
Zhao Tianyou twirled the tea cup and said: "Our third uncle is very ambitious, so how can he like other women? I think someone like Aunt Tian might be the most suitable."
"You talkative! You should be beaten!" Widow Tian gently slapped Zhao Tianyou with her hand, and she spat again: "Xiao Zhao, you have to go to class tomorrow, so I won't let you stay."
Zhao Tianyou took the last sip of tea and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go."
Before leaving the house, Zhao Tianyou forced Widow Tian to give her a twenty-yuan bill, but she refused to take it. Zhao Tianyou put the bill on the table, turned around and ran away.