My little boyfriend always teases me, what should I do?

Because there are a few surgeries to be performed after the Tang Emperor's Day, and the anniversary of his and Tang's parents' death is approaching, so within a few days, he left from his grandmother's house, but before leaving, his grandmother gave me a lot of special products For them, and fresh veggies and such.

It's just that even though they have only been together for a few days, the child is a little bit reluctant to part with this kind grandmother, so he made a special agreement with Tang Chao, saying that he will come back during the summer vacation.

Because of what happened in Houshan, the relationship between Mu Yang and Emperor Tang has always been in an awkward situation. Even when he came back, Mu Yang took the car of Tang Dynasty, and although he left school for a while, But on the second day after Tang Huang came back, he had already started to go to work, and he was so busy that Mu Yang couldn't even find the time to sit down and have a good chat with him.

But at this time, Ming Xia approached the door.

When Mu Yang opened the door to see Ming Xia, he didn't even know how he had his own address, so he could only smile awkwardly, and asked again.

"What's up?"

"Ah."

Ming Xia still looks cute and smart, her beautiful black eyes are watery, and her skin is as fair as snow, but since the last time she met him, she seems to have lost some weight, her eye sockets are sunken, and she doesn't look energetic.

Seeing Mu Yang staring at him without saying a word, Ming Xia frowned and asked tentatively.

"Can I go in and have a meeting?"

"can."

Mu Yang turned sideways, let him in, and asked his aunt to make him a cup of hot tea.

Ming Xia twisted her fingers, looking a little embarrassed, Mu Yang saw this and said again.

"Just say what you want to say."

Ming Xia took out a kraft paper bag from his bag, handed it to Mu Yang, and said again.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I picked up some old things from the old apartment a few days ago. Thinking that the things belong to him, it's not good to throw them away at will."

"Then why don't you just give it to him?"

Ming Xia was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her wet eyelids again.

"He probably doesn't want to see me again?"

Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he took the paper bag, which was bulging and seemed to contain a lot of things.

For a moment, Mu Yang selfishly wanted to throw away all these things, but Mu Yang quickly dismissed this idea.

At this time, the aunt at home also made hot tea, brought it up, Ming Xia took it, took a sip, then put down the teacup, got up again, and said to Mu Yang.

"Sorry, Huo Ting doesn't have much free time for me, so I'll go back first."

Mu Yang wanted to say something more, but Ming Xia had already left in a hurry.

After all, Mu Yang and Huo Ting are old acquaintances, so they naturally know Huo Ting's temper. That guy has a bad temper and a strong desire to control. Thinking about it this way, Ming Xia's life now is probably in dire straits.

It is never just one person who suffers.

Mu Yang caressed the kraft paper bag in his hand, and his gaze also stayed on the seal of the winding thread. After a little tangled, Mu Yang still opened it.

There are bits and pieces inside, including pens, photos, and notes that Tang Huang wrote down on paper in class before, but they all seem to be medical terms, so I can’t understand what is written at all, just flipping through Then, Mu Yang suddenly took out a small silver ring. Although it was extremely simple, Mu Yang recognized it as a ring at a glance, and the initials of Ming Xia's name were engraved on the ring.

So he and Ming Xia might have given each other rings a long time ago, so when they were watching the sunrise in the back mountain that day, they were stimulated by Tang Chao and the others, so they had such a big reaction.

Mu Yang simply poured out all the contents inside, but there was only this ring.

Mu Yang looked at the ring that was shining with cold light, and for a moment, he didn't know how to describe his inner feelings, sadness, jealousy, pain, all kinds of emotions mixed together, like a huge stone pressing on his chest, making him almost gasp I can't breathe.

……

In the evening, when Tang Huang came home, he turned on the light and found Mu Yang sitting in the living room, neither playing games nor watching movies, just sitting there solemnly.

Tang Huang frowned, took off his suit jacket, and then asked with some doubts.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

"Ming Xia came to see me today."

Tang Huang was slightly taken aback, and walked towards Mu Yang again.

"What are you looking for?"

"Let me hand this over to you."

Tang Huang took the kraft paper bag from Mu Yang, then sat down on the sofa on the other side, and asked again.

"What's this?"

"He said it was something you left him with before."

"understood."

Tang Huang responded, put down the kraft paper bag, and loosened the tie around his neck, then got up and walked into the kitchen.

Seeing this, Mu Yang asked anxiously.

"Aren't you going to open it?"

"Look again when you have time. You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you? Is there anything you want to eat?"

"No, since I've delivered the things, I'll go back first."

Mu Yang was about to get up and leave as he said that, but Tang Huang grabbed his wrist unexpectedly. Mu Yang turned his head in surprise and looked at Tang Huang.

Tang Huang paused for a moment before saying coldly.

"I didn't eat, come with me."

Mu Yang frowned slightly, and looked at Tang Huang in disbelief, but at this time, Tang Huang had already let go of him and entered the kitchen, Mu Yang scratched his hair irritably, and cursed himself secretly in his heart.

How can you be so worthless.

But at this time, Tang Huang's clear and low voice came from the kitchen again.

"Come here and do me a favor."

Mu Yang hurried over, but Tang Huang handed him a bowl of egg liquid and a manual egg beater.

"Help me stir."

"okay."

Mu Yang quickly picked it up, and after stirring for a while, he felt a little sore in his shoulders, so he asked again.

"is this OK?"

"Okay, help me peel off the skin of the tomato, it's already been scalded."

Seeing that Emperor Tang was cooking beef brisket, Mu Yang asked curiously.

"Do you want to make tomato brisket?"

"Ah."

"Do you want to cut the peeled tomato into pieces?"

"You put it there first, and I'll cut it later."

Seeing that there was nothing to do by herself, Mu Yang simply walked over and sat down at the dining table, but now her mind was still on the kraft paper bag, and she originally thought that Tang Huang would be eager to open it.

After all, he loves Ming Xia so much.

But now he can't say how much he envies Ming Xia, after all, he is the one who is by Tang Huang's side and can eat the meals he cooked himself.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang walked over again, hugged Tang Huang from behind, and wrapped his arms around his waist. Tang Huang patted his hand and said again.

"I am cooking."

"I know."