In the evening, Jiang Xiaoxia returned home. The gifts were still piled up in the living room as in the morning. When she walked through the living room, one of the boxes tripped her.
Seeing a room full of unopened gifts, Jiang Xiaoxia's heart was instantly filled with disappointment. She forcefully moved all the gifts out the door, threw them in the corner of the corridor, and slammed the door again with a bang.
"Leng Xiao, I'm not your plaything! I don't care about your gifts! You can give them to whomever you like, I don't care about them! Humph!"
Jiang Xiaoxia returned to her room and looked at the small bed covered with pink sheets and the grinning furry bear on the small bed. She thought of the passionate love last night and how she was alone now.
I was sad, so I lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible. When I fell asleep, I wouldn't think of that bastard Leng Xiao again.
After tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, Jiang Xiaoxia got up again, ran to the living room, opened the iron door, and ran to the corner where the gifts were thrown.
"Hey, what are you doing? That's mine! Don't pick it up!"
As soon as Jiang Xiaoxia ran to the corner, she saw an old lady happily moving all the boxes she threw aside.
"What's yours? I didn't write your name! Today's young people are so rude and come to steal my old man's job!" The old lady ignored Jiang Xiaoxia's roar and continued to move the box.
Jiang Xiaoxia was so anxious that she ran over and grabbed the box from the old lady's hand, "These boxes were all thrown out by me just now..."
"Since you threw it away, I don't want it anymore. I don't want it anymore. I'll pick it up and sell it as scrap to save waste..."
"Who said I don't want it anymore?"
"Why do you want to throw it out?" The old lady ignored Jiang Xiaoxia's anxious expression and continued to move the boxes. She moved one box, and Jiang Xiaoxia moved one back. The two of them were in a stalemate.
Finally, the old lady was tired and glared at Jiang Xiaoxia displeasedly, "Why are young people today so rude? You must go against a helpless old man like me!"
"I'm not against you. It's just that I threw these things out in anger. Now I regret it and I want to take them back..."
"Regret?" The old lady approached Jiang Xiaoxia's face gossiping, "Did you get angry with your boyfriend? So you threw out the gift he gave?"
Seeing Jiang Xiaoxia's silence, the old lady knew that she had spoken to Jiang Xiaoxia's heart, and said with a smile, "Husband and wife, we fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, and fight and fight at the end of the bed to survive..."
"I didn't marry him..." Jiang Xiaoxia blushed and said coyly.
"Isn't it the same with falling in love? It's no big deal if you get angry and quarrel. He can just calm him down and walk down the steps. Do you have to be angry for the rest of your life? I think about when I was young, there were many handsome guys pursuing me..."
As the old lady talked, she fell into memories.
When she finished recalling, Jiang Xiaoxia already ran upstairs holding a pile of boxes, "Auntie, please take your time to recall, I'm leaving first..."
Jiang Xiaoxia's clear and melodious voice echoed in the corridor for a long time. Only then did the old lady realize that all the boxes she had worked so hard to find had been taken away by others, and the little girl who had been looking coy just now had long since disappeared, and she couldn't help but stamp her feet.