Deng Deng~ (Gift Reveal)

Ah...

Alright then.

Xia Muzhu said in a low, disappointed tone.

Yeah.

Let's leave it at that.

Lin Yu replied indifferently, then hung up the phone.

After this phone call, Tang Manman clearly felt that she was the one being cared for more, and she became even happier.

Tang Manman's beautiful peach-blossom eyes narrowed into a happy smile. She nestled in Lin Yu's arms, as if lying in the embrace of happiness itself.

After finishing their fried skewers, the two left the shop and happily strolled around the mall.

During this time, they played, shopped, and ate, truly looking like a couple.

Especially when Tang Manman smiled sweetly and handed Lin Yu the half of the grilled sausage she couldn't finish.

No matter how you looked at it, they were already a couple deeply in love.

The time spent happily playing around seemed to have no end.

Until Lin Yu drank the half cup of iced coconut juice Tang Manman handed him, and then devoured an ice cream cone on his own.

Everything came to a halt.

Why don't we go to the hospital?

Looking at Lin Yu squatting on the ground, his eyebrows almost twisted into a knot, Tang Manman said, full of self-blame.

Seriously.

It was all her fault.

She couldn't bear to throw away anything that didn't taste good and just stuffed it all into Lin Yu's mouth.

Now look what happened.

She made his stomach upset!

Tang Manman!

You really are a piece of work, always messing things up!

No need.

Lin Yu, with a pained expression, clutched his stomach and stood up. Looking extremely weak, he shook his head and said:

I just ate too much cold stuff.

I'll go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine later, then head home and get some good rest, and I'll be fine.

There's no need for the hospital.

Hearing Lin Yu say this, Tang Manman felt even more guilty.

She carefully supported Lin Yu, still worried, and asked again:

Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?

I can go with you.

Lin Yu hissed, drawing in a sharp breath of cold air. He slowly shook his head, looking as if he barely had the strength to do even that, and rejected Tang Manman's proposal once more:

I'm really fine.

I'll just go back, drink some hot water, and warm my stomach with a hot water bottle.

Seeing Lin Yu so insistent, Tang Manman had no choice but to drop it.

Tang Manman supported Lin Yu all the way out of the mall to the side of the snow-covered road.

After hailing a taxi by the roadside, Lin Yu, being the patient, naturally had to get in first to head home.

Even after Lin Yu got into the taxi, Tang Manman was still worried. She hesitated to close the door, standing gently by it and continuously reminding him of things to watch out for.

It wasn't until the warm air inside the car was completely blown away by the cold wind outside and the driver started showing signs of impatience that Tang Manman reluctantly closed the car door.

Before closing the door, she didn't forget to give one last reminder:

If you don't feel better, remember to call me.

I'll take you to the hospital.

Lin Yu, clutching his stomach and bent over with a frown, nodded.

Finally, the car door was gently shut.

The driver started the car, and Tang Manman's figure gradually shrank in the rearview mirror until she disappeared from sight.

While driving, the driver took a moment to glance at the rearview mirror, where the young girl was no longer visible.

Feeling somewhat sentimental, he said to the man beside him:

Buddy, your girlfriend treats you really well.

It's alright.

Lin Yu said with a calm expression:

By the way, driver, is there a flower shop nearby? Take me there, I need to buy something.

A flower shop...

The driver thought about nearby flower shops while driving. A moment later, he nodded and said:

Yes.

There's a flower shop, quite big too, but I heard the flowers there are a bit expensive.

That's fine.

Lin Yu said lightly. He leaned back comfortably against the car seat and said:

Let's go there.

The driver nodded. After driving for a while, he suddenly realized in hindsight that something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at the man beside him, who was now scrolling through videos with a completely normal expression, and felt confused for a moment.

Weren't you just acting like you were dying from a stomachache?

How did you get better all of a sudden?

...

...

In a corner of the kitchen, a pile of plastic bags of various colors was stacked up.

They were filled with fresh vegetables and fresh meat.

These were the ingredients Xia Muzhu had carefully picked out at the market, preparing to show off her cooking skills and have a candlelit dinner with Lin Yu.

But now Lin Yu wasn't coming back.

And Xia Muzhu no longer had the mood to cook.

It was strange, really.

Before Lin Yu said he was busy and couldn't come back, Xia Muzhu felt full of energy.

She was confident she could prep all the ingredients within two hours.

And cook them into a series of delicious and hearty dishes.

But upon hearing that Lin Yu wasn't coming back, she lost all enthusiasm for cooking.

She even thought about just frying an egg for dinner tonight, or simply ordering takeout to make do.

Xia Muzhu sat on a simple stool in the kitchen, her body leaning against the stove beside her.

Looking at the pile of fresh ingredients, she felt a bit disappointed, and at the same time, there was a tiny hint of grievance in her heart that even she couldn't detect.

Actually, even if she had noticed it, she would only feel that her grievance was baffling.

After all, she was already used to the days when Lin Yu wasn't around.

He was still young and had to go to college; she couldn't just keep him locked by her side all the time.

Besides, she was older than him, so naturally she should be more mature and understanding.

How could she act petty and feel wronged over nothing?

However...

Xia Muzhu still felt a bit disappointed.

When buying the ingredients, she had walked through several markets just to buy fresher, better-tasting food.

She remembered how happy she had been all the way home after snagging the last turbot at the fresh food market.

Sigh.

Sighing softly, Xia Muzhu felt it was a pity.

A pity that Lin Yu wouldn't get to eat it.

That freshly killed turbot would have been delicious steamed.

What a pity.

By the time Lin Yu came back, it probably wouldn't be fresh anymore, right?

Beep beep.

Outside the kitchen, the mechanical prompt sound of a successful fingerprint verification rang out.

Xia Muzhu raised her elegant long eyebrows, her azure eyes lighting up slightly.

At this moment, several possibilities flashed through her mind one by one, and then were dismissed one by one.

In the end, only one possibility remained.

The next moment, the click of the door handle being pressed down was heard.

Then, the door was pushed open, and Xia Muzhu heard footsteps entering the room.

She stood up, an incredible anticipation sparkling in her azure eyes.

She walked quickly to the kitchen door and looked toward the entrance, and sure enough, she saw the person she missed.

She saw Lin Yu straighten his back, seemingly having just changed his shoes. With one hand hidden behind his back, he walked over with a handsome, roguish smile.

Ta-da!

Approaching her, he suddenly whipped out his hidden hand, presenting a massive bouquet of sky-blue flowers in front of Xia Muzhu, and said with a smile:

For my most favorite wife.

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