Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 639 - 570: Shaojun, Your Liangsheng Finale – Huo Shaojun, Hold Me
Huo Shaojun’s steps suddenly halted, he turned back to look at her, his eyes soft and tender, "Hmm?"
"I want to ask you a question." Jian Liangtong lifted her head slightly, her bright almond eyes showing a hint of weakness.
Huo Shaojun squinted slightly, turned around, stood in front of her, and looked at her earnestly, "Go ahead."
"...So many people don’t want you to be with me, why do you insist?" Jian Liangtong’s voice was a bit hoarse.
Huo Shaojun frowned, "Because there’s only one Jian Liangtong in this world. Because in this world, I only love Jian Liangtong. No matter how good others are, I don’t want them."
In this world, I only love Jian Liangtong!
Jian Liangtong blinked, trying hard to suppress the heat rising in her eyes, "Does it not matter if I can’t love you as much as I used to?"
"There’s a long road ahead." Huo Shaojun looked at Jian Liangtong with deep affection.
Even if she doesn’t like him now, he doesn’t believe that after five years, ten years, fifty years, with him always by her side, doing his best to be good to her, trusting her, loving her, she won’t eventually like him.
Moreover.
Even if no matter how much effort he puts in, he can’t make her fall in love with him again, that’s okay, as long as she’s by his side.
Jian Liangtong sniffed, "Huo Shaojun, can I still trust you?"
"Yes!" Huo Shaojun said.
"Hold me." Jian Liangtong’s voice was terribly hoarse, as if she were about to cry, yet desperately holding back.
Huo Shaojun gazed painfully at her deep red eyes, reached out, and hugged her tightly to his chest.
Jian Liangtong’s arms trembled slightly, slowly wrapping around his firm waist.
With her face against his sturdy chest, she closed her eyes slightly, Jian Liangtong thought maybe, she could trust him again.
...
In a short time, Huo Shaojun magically conjured a tableful of dishes that Jian Liangtong loved.
Sitting at the dining table, Jian Liangtong smiled softly at Huo Shaojun who was serving her food, "Huo Shaojun, I know what you can do if you quit acting in the future."
"Hmm?" Huo Shaojun glanced at her, "What?"
"Open a restaurant." Jian Liangtong lowered her head and spoke while eating.
Huo Shaojun raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
"Honestly, the taste of your cooking is exceptional. I never mentioned it before because I didn’t want you to get arrogant, considering you’re already quite prideful." Jian Liangtong mumbled.
Huo Shaojun’s thin lips curved slightly, not speaking, only serving her food.
Jian Liangtong’s complexion seemed relaxed, as if she had moved past the shadow of the afternoon.
"Your cooking is better than the chef at Yu Xiangju. I think, to prevent your culinary skills from declining, when you have time at home, there’s no need to eat out, you should cook." Jian Liangtong continued to babble.
Huo Shaojun’s lips bore a gentle smile, occasionally glancing warmly at Jian Liangtong.
This Jian Liangtong seemed to have returned to six years ago, carefree and lively.
"I thought the pasta you made before was really delicious..."
"Tongtong."
Huo Shaojun suddenly called her.
Jian Liangtong shifted her eyes from the bowl toward him, her almond eyes looking at him innocently.
Suddenly, everything went black.
Her chin was gently lifted by one of his fingers.
Then his lips pressed down, holding her mouth still filled with food.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes widened, surprised, looking at him.
Huo Shaojun’s soft lips moved twice over hers and then retreated, as if nothing happened, continuing to serve her food.
Jian Liangtong’s face turned as red as an apple.
What was that?
Can’t one eat in peace?
With her face flushed, Jian Liangtong thought resentfully while gently touching the lips that he had kissed.
...
After dinner, Huo Shaojun went to the kitchen to wash dishes, Jian Liangtong leaned on the living room sofa, propping her head with one hand, her expression blank, as if lost in thought.
The phone suddenly rang. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Jian Liangtong alarmed, lowered her arm, sat up straight, and looked at the phone she had left on the coffee table.
The caller ID displayed an unfamiliar number, Jian Liangtong worried it might be a producer or director interested in collaboration, picked up the phone and answered.
"Hello, this is Jian Liangtong."
"...It’s me." A hoarse male voice came out.
Jian Liangtong’s fingers tightened slightly around the phone.
"Tongtong, about what happened back then..."
"..."
Jian Liangtong didn’t wait for him to finish speaking, hung up the phone.
Huo Shaojun came out of the kitchen, and what he saw was Jian Liangtong’s slightly pale face, hastily hanging up the phone.
His steps momentarily paused, Huo Shaojun lowered his dark lashes, then continued walking towards the living room.
Hearing footsteps, Jian Liangtong closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, as if instantly composed, placed the phone back on the coffee table.
