A pack of tissues interrupted my thoughts. “Kiddo, you’re drooling while laughing.”
I looked down and saw the fresh egg pudding cake, its bright custard yellow stinging my eyes.
Tears began to fall, and I threw myself into his arms.
Ye Zhengchen was stunned, whispering, “There’s… surveillance cameras here.”
“What about them? Who says you can’t hug in a supermarket?” I sobbed.
“I’m afraid… the next shot might not be suitable for children.”
I pushed him away, angry and laughing. “Can’t you stop thinking about inappropriate things?”
Ye Zhengchen wiped my tears with tissues, saying, “I’ve never seen a woman so easily moved.”
It’s just a pudding cake, and you’re this emotional. Someone might think I gave you a five-carat diamond ring.”
All men know women like diamond rings, but only Ye Zhengchen knew that I didn’t love egg pudding cake for its taste, but because it reminded me of his expression when explaining its ingredients and preparation, making me happier with each bite.
Those who haven’t lost something don’t understand its preciousness; those who haven’t regained something don’t understand its pain.
This time, no matter what happens, I won’t let go of his hand.
After touring the supermarket, Ye Zhengchen bought many things we used to love. When I mentioned the refrigerator might not fit everything, he casually bought me a double-door fridge.
I didn’t dare say my apartment had no space; I was afraid he’d buy me a big house.
Returning from the supermarket, his car stopped at my apartment entrance. As I was about to get out, I unexpectedly saw Yin Zhongtian lingering at the building entrance, hesitating to go up.
I glanced at Ye Zhengchen; his brow was tightly furrowed, silent.
“Wait for me.”
Ye Zhengchen grabbed my hand. “Kiddo…”
“Don’t worry, we’re over. I just want to say a few words to him.”
He hesitated, then released my hand. “I’ll wait for you.”
Yin Zhongtian saw me get out of the car, looking somewhat at a loss and wanting to leave.
I called out to him. “Zhongtian, do you need something?”
