To You, My Beloved

He glanced at the driver, waved his hand to the driver without saying a word, and then walked into the convenience store with some staggering steps when the driver looked worried.

He resisted the churning in his stomach, picked out the snacks, paid for them, and carried them out. When he was halfway through picking up the snacks, he lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Ever since he was a child, he had never been in such a mess. The moment he lay on the ground, there was an inexplicable heat in his eyes.

The driver hurried over and stretched out his hand to help him up. Seeing that the snacks he bought were scattered on the floor, he bent down and wanted to pick them up for him, but he had returned to his usual calmness and his voice was as calm as Flavorless plain water: "I'll do it myself."

"Mr. Tang."

"I'll do it myself." His voice became a little sharp. The driver saw his determination and took a step back. Then he slowly bent down and picked up the colorful packaging bags one by one. stand up.

As long as it was something he did for Gu Qingcheng, he would never allow it to go through other people's hands.

He picked it up with some difficulty. When he stood up, he saw the confusion in the driver's eyes. He knew that the driver was wondering what he was doing buying a bunch of snacks for children in the middle of the night.

He carried the snacks back to the car without saying a word, and then said to the driver who also got in the car: "Go back to the glorious city."

The surprise in the driver's eyes became even stronger.

When he arrived at Jinjingshuanghuang, the snacks were placed on the back seat of the car so quietly, and he continued back to the box as if nothing was wrong.

In fact, during those three years, he could only rely on the habits he had developed for her in the past to imagine and numb himself. She and he had always been the same as before.

He knew that it was just that he was too obsessed.

Obsession, more or less, has the element of creating a prison for oneself.

Compared to Tang Shi, who was filled with emotions in his heart, Gu Qingcheng was staring at the bag of snacks, slightly stunned.

At that moment, she had the illusion of going back in time, as if there was no separation between her and him three years ago, nor was there any friction after the reunion.

It had been many years since she had stopped eating these non-nutritious snacks, but at this moment, she was just like the greedy girl who used to eat late at night. She happily opened the package of her favorite potato chips and happily started eating them. He took a piece of it and put it in his mouth, chewing it with a look of satisfaction on his face.

She seemed to have forgotten her fear of him and her nervousness when facing him. She just felt that the person standing in front of her at this time was the young man who had accompanied her from being a childish child to a high-spirited young man.

She stuffed a potato chip into her mouth again, then took one, leaned half of the railing, and handed it to Tang Shi opposite: "Here you eat."

She had done this move thousands of times before, and she did it smoothly and naturally.

Tang Shi was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth.

The crisp potato chips fell into his mouth, but he forgot to chew them. He just stared at the woman opposite who opened other snacks and ate one after another.

As before, she didn't eat much. After eating, her hands were sticky. She habitually leaned out of the railing and wiped them off his white shirt.