Silent Seperation

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Epilogue 3.2: Year After Year

The ‘teaching’ activity continued for a long time before finishing.

Yi Chen continued to teach diligently, making Mo Sheng extremely tired. Finally, she laid limply on his sturdy chest. A deep and low male voice chuckled beside her ear: “Who is the loser?”

“Me ah, me ah! My hubby is the most awesome.” Mo Sheng has always been very adaptive to circumstances. She flattered him by calling him “hubby,” a term which she seldom used. Yi Chen looked like he wanted to continue teaching. If she was reluctant to admit her mistake again, she will be asking for trouble.

“Oh, really?” Yi Chen scorching hot hand has already landed on the danger zone: “You praise me like this, I really want to serve you once more to repay you.”

“Do not ah.” Mo Sheng really begged for mercy, “I still need to go out to take outdoor shots tomorrow.”

“Knock it off.” She grabbed his hand, clasped their hands together, interlocking their fingers and swayed.

Yi Chen snorted, which meant he was letting her off. After flattering him, Mo Sheng quickly changed the topic. After a while, she thought about the book she read before, sighed softly and said: “If there is really such a thing to travel back to the past, I really want to return to the age of nineteen.”

“Oh, then?” Yi Chen sounded indolent like someone who had eaten his fill.

“Then I’ll not go away and try to make everyone live well.” Mo Sheng’s tone suddenly sounded a bit sad.

Yi Chen knew she was thinking about her father and patted her gently twice. After all, the matter was a long time ago. Mo Sheng was lost in thought for a while, then gradually let go and not think about it anymore.

Yi Chen did not want her to think too much about it and pretended to suspect something: “How are you going to make me live well? Don’t need me to attentively watch you to ensure you study? Or you can pass the eight hundred meters test yourself? Or don’t need me to queue up every Wednesday to scramble for sweet and sour spare ribs?”

He gave her a look of disdain and unbearable look at the past. However, Mo Sheng was stirred to laughter by him. At that time, the sweet and sour spare ribs in the canteen was a big thing, but she had many classes on Wednesday. Thus every time, Mo Sheng has to urge Yi Chen in advance, that if she finished her class late tomorrow, he has to help her to scramble for the sweet and sour spare ribs, must go ah.

Mo Sheng rubbed again his leg and said: “Yi Chen, we’ll eat sweet and sour spare ribs tomorrow.”

Yi Chen: ” If you don’t want to do it again, don’t simply rub.”

She had already sacrificed once when he blew her hair. No, it was twice. Mo Sheng certainly did not want to sacrifice once again for sweet and sour spare ribs, so she immediately became well-behaved. Lying under the quilt, she thought for a long time about her usefulness. Finally, she sighed and said: “At least with me around, you will not have stomach problems.”

“You?” Yi Chen bluntly questioned her: “Can you take care of me?”

Mo Sheng considered her own strengths and shook her head: “Probably not. But! You have to take care of me.” She turned her body and propped up her chin. Then she looked at him with her sparkling eyes and said: “At the same time, you can also take good care of yourself.”