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"You always want to live your own life." Grandma Tang smiled.

In Tang Qingyi's silence, she said again, "I'm relieved that you are well."

When he said this, Tang Qing was holding a bamboo basket to help Grandma Tang pick mung beans.Her long black hair was casually pulled behind her head, revealing her white ears, with a thin layer of jade, delicate and moist.

A shriveled mung bean was gently placed in a small porcelain bowl by the side of his feet.

In the early years, grape trellises were set up in the courtyard, and the vines climbed vigorously and scattered dense leaves.The sun is dry and the wind is thin, rolling in the shade and light of the ground.

They sat under the pergola, and Grandma Tang held a cattail fan in her hand and slowly shook it.

"I'm old, and I can't stand the bumps on the road, and I'm not used to unfamiliar places. Fortunately, my body is not bad, so taking care of myself is not a problem." Grandma Tang said, "You don't have to worry about me."

"Tang Tang misses you." Tang Qing also said slowly, "She is busy with work recently, so she can't come back, and she is very sad."

Grandma Tang narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Broadband is installed at home, and I have video chats with her every three days, so I don't think there is anything else I want."

Grandma Tang looked at Tang Qingyi.

From the young woman, she often thinks of the little girl brought to her by her granddaughter at first.

Tall, fair, thin, with painted eyebrows and eyes, not talkative.

Over the years, Tang Qing has not changed much except for his more outstanding appearance.

She stood by Tang Tang's side and was still led by Tang Tang. It was the same at the small wedding three years ago.

Grandma Tang once spent a short time persuading and comforting herself.

Tang Tang and Tang Qing also waited patiently for her.

In the end, those worries and heart-wrenching fears were swallowed up by time little by little.

She thought that there was no one more suitable than Tang Qingyi.

When Tangtang and Tang Qing were also together, they were as happy as little flowers blooming.

"Let's have sugar porridge tonight." Grandma Tang was in a bright mood. "The family bought some red bean paste and prepared a lot of glutinous rice."

Tang Qing also likes to be vegetarian and sweet, which is very similar to her taste.

"Okay." Tang Qing also responded warmly.

On a summer night, the sky is dotted with stars, soaked in the cold, and the bright halo seems to be dripping down, dripping on the tip of the grass.

Tang Qing also watched the news with Grandma Tang for a while, and returned to Tang Tang's bedroom around eight o'clock.

She made a video call, and Tangtang's background was at home.

"...I want to work in a place closer to you." Tang Tang said softly.

Tangtang should have not been in the bath for long, with long hair hanging over her shoulders, clean and delicate eyebrows and eyes, like a little rose that has been drained of clear water.

Secretly fragrant, sweet.

She hugged the quilt to her chest, revealing her fair collarbone and a shallow dimple.

"Well." Tang Qingyi stared at it for a while, and responded lightly.

Her gaze fell back to her laptop, checking her emails.

When Tangtang was working overtime, they would often make video calls and be busy with each other.

Reply to the received emails one by one, organize the downloaded files properly, and read them carefully. Tang Qing also quickly handled the school affairs.

The subtle sound of mouse clicks fell in Tang Qingyi's ears through the radio waves.

She set up the mobile phone holder, made sure that her face was within Tang Tang's field of vision, and leaned loosely on the bed to read.

Tang Qingyi's reading speed has always been very fast, as long as she doesn't have to give in to Tang Tang who is lying on her shoulder.

But today, maybe Tang Tang always looked up to confirm that her eyes hit her strange emotions, and she stayed on a certain page for a long time.

Later, Tang Tang finished her work and got into the bedding, turned on a small light to look at her through the screen.

Tangtang's pupils are light in color, reflecting the warm light, looking soft and delicious.

"Tang Qingyi, is it raining?" Tang Tang asked.

Tang Qingyi only then divided his mind to care about his surroundings.

It wasn't raining, but the leaves of a few apple trees behind the yard were rustled by the wind.

So, she shook her head.

"In the evening, there was a lot of rain here." Tang Tang said, "I thought anxiously, I was going to pick up Tang Qingyi from school, otherwise Tang Qing would also get wet."

Tang Qing also looked at her.

She seemed to be encouraged, and her voice was joyful: "I think about it for a while, remember to let Tang Qingyi bring an umbrella next time, and think about it for a while, it doesn't matter if you don't bring an umbrella, I like to pick up Tang Qingyi."

"Finally, I remembered that you were in the country, not by my side."

Tang Tang smiled to herself.

Tang Qingyi's heart trembled slightly following her shoulders, and he couldn't help but recall the few sentences he had stroked a few hours ago.

[The weather is so bad, the river is swollen like the ocean, and there are no cats walking under the window. 】

[A pot of fire was born. 】

Tang Qing also said without thinking: "I miss you."

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When Tang Qing also returned, he squeezed a bracelet in his palm.

The red string and peach pit are polished patiently and matched together.

She planned to grind a peach pit a long time ago and give it to Tang Tang. She has been planning this way for many years, but now she finally made the finished product.

Because it was too cautious and took too much time, the appearance of the peach pit is not good.Tang Qing also saw Tang Tang hurriedly looking for her at the ticket gate, and quietly stuffed the red rope into his backpack.

Holding hands, hugging... and the sweet and long-lasting intimacy in the porch after returning home.

Tang Tang got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and Tang Qing followed.

She put her arms around Tang Tang's waist, folded her hands on the flexible and narrow belly, and kissed her lips against the shoulder line.

Lightly and heavily.