Chapter 533 (Extra 2) I Like You, It’s My Exclusive Secret

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Xi Ying is missing.

Two years ago in the hospital, what Xi Ying said to Zhan Mo seemed to echo in his ears again——

"There is no such thing as the best of both worlds in this world. You cannot have your cake and eat it too. I hope you can understand this."

Can Zhan Mo understand?

He can understand.

What Xi Ying is talking about is friendship and love.

But why give him such a painful option?

Why can't we have friendship and love at the same time?

Zhan Mo slowly knelt down on the carpet.

Drops of hot tears slid down his face and were quietly hidden in the carpet.

*

Sang Yu's workload is no longer so heavy, and he will cherish his hard-won life.

After returning home and taking a shower in the evening, he sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while.

Unconsciously, his stomach growled.

hungry.

Sang Yu subconsciously picked up his phone and prepared to order a takeaway.

However, his eyes went beyond the phone and saw the kitchen, which he had not entered for two years.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell the fragrance of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, as well as the faint body fragrance of the girl.

Sang Yu put down his cell phone, stood up and went to the 24-hour supermarket downstairs to buy meat and preserved eggs.

after an hour.

A pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is steaming hot and fragrant, making people want to take a bite.

Sang Yu smiled bitterly and glanced at the band-aid on his left index finger.

"Zuo Xiyan, you taught me how to cut preserved eggs with cotton thread, but you didn't teach me how to cut meat properly." He whispered.

If there is a chance, Zuo Xiyan, I hope you can teach me...

Teach me how to cut without cutting my fingers.

Teach me what to do so that I don’t miss you all the time.

Sang Yu took out two bowls and filled them with two bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

He brought two bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge with two spoons to the dining room and placed them on the dining table.

One bowl is for me, and the other bowl is placed opposite him.

"Try it and see how it tastes?" His eyes were full of tears, but he still smiled gently and looked into the air opposite him.

He was simulating the conversation they had when they made preserved egg and lean meat porridge for Xi Ying for the first time.

"The smell of blood? Why...is there a smell of blood? Let me have a taste."

Sangyu lowered his head, took a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth.

Before I started swallowing, two drops of hot tears fell into the bowl and mixed with the porridge.

Sang Yu scooped up another spoonful of porridge with tears in his eyes and ate it.

"Zuo Xiyan, this bowl of porridge still doesn't smell like blood.

It's just that it's so bitter.

It’s really hard.

You see, it’s so painful that my tears can’t stop flowing..."

Sang Yu lowered his head deeply, holding the porridge bowl with both hands, almost burying his face in the bowl.

Although he made no sound, he shrugged his shoulders.

Cried very sadly.

While crying, he slowly finished the bowl of porridge mixed with tears.

*

In the main god space, the conditions of Zhan Mo and Sang Yu were displayed on the big screen.

The paper basket next to Xiao Yiyi was already filled with napkins.

[Uuuuuuuuuah, host, for the first time, I have the feeling that you are very lucky.

Why is it that Zhan Mo is not enough, and now there is Sang Yu?

I’m almost running out of tears. Who is more affectionate between these two? QAQ]

Little Yiyi cried uncontrollably.

Xi Ying also felt a little sour in her heart.

From the moment she entered this plane, the plot was continuous and missions were frequent. She didn't even have time to think about how to do things, let alone fall in love with Zhan Mo.