For a moment, the two of them fell into peace, and there was no extra words. Only the "drip" sound of chopsticks in their hands colliding on the bowl and plate.
This is the most common meal. Every family in the end of the world will have this scene every day. However, all this is rare for Tang Ye. When he was young, he did not directly understand the word "home".
concept.
Time passes, and the years pass by. As the ignorant boy sees more and more, he also understands more and more things. At that time, he realizes that he and ordinary people are
The difference is how missing what others usually have is in themselves. He also understands this point. He began to yearn for such ordinary things, but he also knew that this kind of thing was in front of him.
There will be no more.
He had fantasized about getting married, having children, starting a family, and creating something he had no.
But unfortunately, the society before the end of the world was indeed a very beautiful era, and it was also the most tragic era. The sky-high housing prices and sky-high bride prices made contemporary young people unable to raise their heads, unless the reincarnation skills are good enough, ordinary families
People born can't afford to resist so many.
Under the economic conditions of an average salary of 45,000 yuan per month, you can't starve even if you don't have enough food. So how can you bear these things? So, the era of low desire was born. If you are a person, 45,000 yuan per month is enough for yourself.
I am so carefree, but after starting a family, it is difficult to survive for 4,500 yuan a month.
At that time, Tang Ye's only fantasy was shattered by the cold reality. He no longer had the love for life, and he had done his life alone. The thing he had lost in his life would never be able to wait.
However, in this end of the world, he actually got it dramatically. Even though it was not his own, the object of his enjoyment was actually himself.
Just in this most common meal, let yourself be wrapped in endless warmth.
Soon, there was only a scattered side dishes and seasonings left.
Seeing that the food was almost done, Li Qingtian stood up and skillfully poured the remaining dishes on a plate, and then stacked the remaining dishes together.
"By the way, what are you just saying, now the meal is ready and you can talk."
She suddenly said to Tang Ye. He was stunned and opened his mouth, trying to tell her that he was not Li Henian, but when he said that he didn't want to tell the truth, he wanted to tell the truth.
Bury, since you treat me as Li Henian, so what if I am Li Henian?
Anyway, my current name is Li Henian.
"No... it's okay." He replied a few words with guilt and hesitation. Tang Ye didn't dare to look at Li Qingtian's eyes, but soon, she laughed out loud, and the girl's laughter made Tang.
Ye raised his eyes and looked at her, and he couldn't help but smile, but compared to Li Qingtian's smile, Tang Ye's smile seemed a little awkward.
After laughing enough, Tang Ye watched Li Qingtian carry the plate into the kitchen, and the sound of water sounded from the kitchen. This familiar scene, this familiar sound, was exactly the same as many days before the end of the world.
Maybe because of her frequent housework, Li Qingtian brushed the plates very quickly. In just five or six minutes, Tang Ye heard the sound of the plates putting into the cabinet. After that, Tang Ye saw her walking out of the kitchen.
"Crane Nian."
"ah?"
After she entered the kitchen, Tang Ye sat on the sofa opposite the kitchen, as if waiting for Li Qingtian to come out. After she came out, she was at a loss for him to call him.
"What's wrong?" Tang Ye asked back.
But Li Qingtian seemed to be exhausted. After calling Tang Ye, he looked at him like this and frowned, as if he didn't know what to say. A bitterness flashed in her eyes and she shook her head at him.
"He Nian...I...I'll leave first."
After saying this to Tang Ye, he suddenly became irritated when he saw her walking out the door, and there was still a hint of reluctance.
"etc!"
Li Qingtian walked out the door and in the garden, Tang Ye shouted to his back, but she seemed to have not heard it, step by step, continuing to move forward and continue leaving.
"Wait a minute." Tang Ye chased out of the door and shouted at Li Qingtian again. She finally stopped with Tang Ye's voice and turned around. The familiar and elegant smile that came into Tang Ye's eyes was still reflected.
"What's wrong?"
The voices and tone that came out of her mouth were so familiar, very unfamiliar.
"You're leaving?"
"Um?"
"Then where do you live?"
Tang Ye’s question did not get a positive answer from Li Qingtian. She just smiled, looked at Tang Ye deeply, and then said: “Henian, wait until you accept all this, direction, I won’t go too far
I will come back when you accept it.”
“Danger outside.”
Tang Ye said something in certainty, but Li Qingtian, not far away, turned around and continued to walk towards the elevator.
Tang Ye struggled very much in his heart. Li Qingtian's words just now made him realize a problem. Perhaps Li Qingtian knew that he was not Li Henian, nor was he hers, but in a sense, he was hers.
Loved ones.
She doesn't treat her as her sister, but she treats herself as herself. She knows the truth, just pretends not to know. She also puts her love on another Li Henian.
And what she meant was to let Tang Ye recognize her identity.
But this is...
The painful struggle in his heart emerged in Tang Ye's eyes. Everything about Li Henian's memory flashed through Li Qingtian. Beautiful and warm pictures are like pictures that can last forever. In these memories, Li Henian heard them.
Everyone's words are all the same, as if they are reminding Tang Ye.
Finally, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Tang Ye seemed to hear a passage composed of the voices of countless individuals.
"Stop struggling, she is your sister, she is your sister, she is...my sister, she! It's...our sister, she...she...she's...her name...Li Qingtian!"
In a trance, Tang Ye seemed to hear his voice, and the voice was full of desire, just like a hungry baby's desire for breast milk.
Looking at Li Qingtian's back, she pressed the elevator key, and the numbers on the display screen on it began to jump. After a while, with a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.
PS: Sorry, the author can only enter within 500 words if he says it. I'm sorry?_?
Readers, give a vaccination in advance. I don’t know what’s going on these days, I’m listless. I know how to write the plot next, but the description feels too bad. I just want to post it for a while after a few words.
Then, then
Some readers said that I had not laid out the outline, maybe it was true. In writing this book, I just became the author. I still write my own while reading other people's books.
I obviously have more than 4,000 words a day, but I am still young, and I feel that I have to be middle-aged. There is a plot, but the vocabulary is extremely poor. When the author of his student career was thinking about it in class, he just took one or two days.
I can think of a book from beginning to end, but when I really write it, the feeling of blockage is really uncomfortable.