Say I love you when you are divorced

Jiang Nanxing stared in astonishment at the little BMW whose front wheel had been removed, and asked angrily, so angry that he wanted to bite someone.

"There's an air leak. I've asked the people from the car repair shop to come and repair it." Rong Shi said without changing his face.

"You—" She was angry and gritted her teeth.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Uncle Security, he can testify for me." He didn't blush or breathe, and his face was frank.

She was speechless.

If he dared to say that, he must have colluded with Uncle Security.

After all, money can turn ghosts around, let alone a little security guard.

Jiang Nanxing wanted to get mad, but people in the community came and went.

She wants face!

He turned around and wanted to leave, but he grabbed him and begged in a low voice, "Nan Xing, it's not easy to take a taxi at this point, so let me see you off."

"Go away." She disliked it.

"I'm just sending you off, and I promise not to do anything else." He looked at her with burning eyes and said solemnly.

Jiang Nanxing wanted to get rid of him, but he held on too tightly and she couldn't shake him off.

People came and went, all cast curious eyes on them.

Jiang Nanxing's scalp was numb, but he couldn't if he wanted to be angry.

Gouging him out, she bent down and got into the co-pilot.

Satisfied, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

The black luxury car drove out of Ligang New Town and merged into the traffic flow.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Are the wontons from Aunt Wang's house good?" Rong Shi asked softly while paying attention to the condition of the car.

She nestled in the co-pilot, swiping her phone boredly, not talking.

"Or go eat Chen Ji Xiaolongbao?" He sneaked a glance at her, eyes full of doting and love.

Jiang Nanxing frowned slightly.

A little irritable.

Did this thief do it on purpose? !

Aunt Wang's wontons and Chenji Xiaolongbao were their favorite breakfast snacks when they were young.

When they were in school, their schools were next to each other, and they basically went to school together and had breakfast together.

So these two places have many fond memories belonging to them.

But do the math, they haven't eaten together for almost ten years.

Times have changed, whether these two stores are still there is a problem.

Jiang Nanxing frowned and raised his eyes, looking at him coldly, "Rongshi, what exactly do you want?"

"Then Chen Ji's Xiaolongbao, you like it the most. Every time you can kill two baskets by yourself, it's as edible as a pig."

But he turned a deaf ear to her scolding, asked and answered by himself, and made a decision without authorization.

Jiang Nanxing silently rolled his eyes.

You are a pig!

You are the biggest stupid pig in Tianzihao!

Half an hour later, they reached their destination.

The streets and shops in front of them still looked like they did when they were young.

It's just worn out.

Looking at the Chen Ji steamed buns that were no different from the ones in memory, the memories that Jiang Nanxing had kept deep in his heart came to mind one by one.

Those years of crushing on him.

Those sweet and sour feelings like a deer bumping in my heart.

And the anticipation of having breakfast with him every day...

All reproduced in my mind.

Jiang Nanxing looked at the shop of Chen Ji Xiaolongbao, and for a moment, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to the past.

Suddenly, the little hand was held by him.

He led her into the shop.

Jiang Nanxing looked at the hands holding each other, and then looked up at the back of his head. He really had the illusion that he was still the boy he used to be...

She didn't refuse him to hold her hand, Rong Shi was full of joy.

Well, that's a good start!

The two entered the bun shop.

There were not many guests, and only half of the dozen or so tables were seated.

"Boss, I'll wait for that table."

There is clearly a vacant table, but Rong Shi points to a table that is occupied and tells the boss.

"There are still guests at that table, you have to wait for a while." The young boss said.

Rong Shi, "Okay!"

Jiang Nanxing looked at the young boss, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

This is not the old boss anymore.

It used to be an old couple who loved each other deeply.

Look!

The streets and shops that seem to be the same, even the table decorations are still the same as before, but some things are different after all.

Putting away her disappointment, she withdrew her hand. She glanced at the man angrily, and complained in disgust: "What's wrong with you? There are so many empty tables."

"No! I want that table!" Rong Shi insisted.

Jiang Nanxing rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, the guests at that table finished eating quickly.

Ignoring his reaching out and wanting to hold her hand, she walked towards the table first.

Rongshi followed closely behind.

"You sit here."

When she was about to sit down, he grabbed her shoulders and turned to the other side.

Jiang Nanxing frowned fiercely.

Is this man seriously ill?

What kind of mystery is he playing? !

A mysterious look.

Jiang Nanxing followed his strength and sat on the side he designated.

Soon, the Xiao Long Bao was on the table.

When Jiang Nanxing reached out to get the chopsticks in the chopstick holder, his eyes inadvertently caught a line of small characters on the corner of the table...

——Jiang Nanxing, Little Stupid Pig

There is also a pig's head engraved behind the pig character.

The characters are very small, so it's really hard to find if you don't pay attention.

And the wear is serious, it looks like it has been engraved for many years.

Jiang Nanxing's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly.

There was an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

So, he insisted on asking her to sit here because he wanted her to watch this?

"You are so childish!!"

In order to conceal her emotions, she pretended to be speechless and complained.

"Yeah." He nodded, generously admitting.

But all his childishness is for her!

When this line was engraved, they had a conflict, and they didn't plan to talk to each other for a week of cold war.

He carved it on this table with a lot of resentment and anger.

Indeed childish.

But looking at it now, there is no affection.

"Nan Xing, let's start over!"

He looked at her deeply and said suddenly.

The steamed bun that Jiang Nanxing had just picked up fell directly back into the steamer.

She frowned slightly, and looked at him lightly.

"I love you Nan Xing, give me one more chance to make up for the harm I did to you before, and I promise that I will love you from now on!" He was serious and serious, every single word, with a strong voice, "I only love you! !"

His confession was sincere, but Jiang Nanxing ordered some steamed buns with his chin.

"Try it," she said.

When it is time, "..."

"Eat!" she urged.

He didn't understand what medicine was sold in her gourd, so he could only pick up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth.

Eat it.

"How does it taste?" she asked.

"good to eat."

"Is it the same taste as when we ate it before?"

"..." He froze slightly, vaguely understanding what she meant.

Jiang Nanxing smiled faintly, "No, it's changed."

"Nan Xing..." Rong Shi's heart throbbed violently, and it hurt.

"It's changed between us," she said.

"No! We haven't changed!" He frowned tightly, shook his head quickly, grabbed her little hand, and said eagerly: "Honey, I know you still love me..."