Su Xiyue thought about it. Every two weeks, she only went out of school for one day, which was not too much. Moreover, for the sake of her own safety, she compromised.
"Other times, it's not allowed." Su Xiyue was still worried.
"No." Hanliu breathed a long sigh of relief. After receiving Su Xiyue's reply, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. Her safety was more important than anything else. Hanliu gave Su Xiyue a good morning kiss. Yes, God said.
It's about to light up, "I'm going to sleep now. I won't go to school today. Do you want to go tomorrow? Or go to school next week."
Hanliu asked Su Xiyue for her opinion. Su Xiyue lazily closed her eyes and opened them again. She closed them and opened them again. "I'll go tomorrow." At this critical stage, she didn't want to miss too many lessons.
"I'm so dependent on you" hugged Su Xiyue in his arms, Hanliu felt extra at ease
But Su Xiyue's eyes were still wide open and she refused to fall asleep. It was obvious that her face was tired, and the cold wave could tell that she was tired.
"What's wrong?" He patted her gently and stopped turning off the wall lamp.
"Hungry!" Su Xiyue said matter-of-factly, so pathetic, "They won't give me anything to eat."
"What!" Hanliu suddenly became furious and punched the wall. Seeing Su Xiyue's frightened look, he immediately retracted his hand, suppressed the anger all over his body, and said calmly, "I'll cook noodles for you."
After a while, the steaming Yangchun noodles were brought upstairs, and the fragrance immediately spread in Su Xiyue's bedroom, tickling Su Xiyue's taste buds. "The noodles made by the little brother are so delicious," Su Xiyue said honestly.
Zandao got up from the bed and walked to his desk.
Picking up the chopsticks and looking at the side, she was worried that there were too many chopped green onions in it, something she had always disliked. Su Xiyue pouted. Her little brother didn’t even remember that she never ate chopped green onions.
Hanliu snatched the chopsticks that Su Xiyue had just taken away from him with lightning speed, and sighed, "I know you don't like green onions. They are just for flavor. If you don't add them, they won't taste good."
If you don’t want to eat it, just pick it out.”
After that, he started picking up the chopped green onions in the bowl.
He never forgot that her little quirks were just...
When she was a child, her mother made noodles for Su Xiyue. She always felt that green onions were too unpalatable when she had them. Little Cold Wave silently picked out the green onions for her. When the green onions were left out, she yelled as if she had never made this noodle before.
It was delicious... Therefore, he insisted on adding chopped green onions when cooking the noodles. However, this was the first time he picked out the chopped green onions in the bowl in front of her...
After a while, most of the chopped green onions in the noodles had been removed. Han Liu was so skilled that Su Xiyue couldn't help but exclaimed. "Eat quickly." Han Liu put the bowl of noodles without the chopped green onions in front of her again, not forgetting to remind her softly.
"Yes." Su Xiyue nodded, picked up the chopsticks but then put them down as if she remembered something. She stared at Hanliu intently, "Little brother, from now on...when cooking noodles, don't add chopped green onion...if it tastes bad, just don't put it in."
It's a bit unpalatable...You pick it...it's troublesome..." Su Xiyue's voice was choked, and she didn't know how she finished the sentence.
He cared so much for her, and she always saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart. The little brother was already tired enough, and she didn't want to make him even more tired because of her willfulness.