"Um."
“That was me when I was 17?”
“More than that.”
"16?"
"I have forgotten."
Song Zhixing complained, "How could you forget such an important thing?"
"Is it that important?" There is no limit to when he was moved, when he turned from being moved to love, and when love turned into having to have her. By the time he figured it out, his feelings had already gotten out of control and he couldn't recover.
"Of course it's important." Song Zhixing raised her head to look at him, and playfully swept the end of her hair across his handsome face, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier, since you've been secretly in love with me for so many years?"
When she mentioned that he had a crush on her, her little face was not filled with the disgust and resistance she had before, but instead with an indescribable pride. Isn't this something to be proud of? The second master of the Tang family, a man that so many women admire, actually had a crush on her for so many years! Ha, just thinking about it is something worth showing off and conceited about.
"Do you think it's too late for me now? Do you remember how you reacted when I first hinted at you?"
Thinking of that, Song Zhixing laughed, "Isn't that abnormal?"
Tang Yu slapped her on the buttocks as if to teach her a lesson, "If I had told you earlier, you might have made a bigger fuss. Maybe you would have run back to your grandfather a long time ago."
When Song Zhixing mentioned her grandfather, her expression suddenly dimmed. She suddenly lost her mood and leaned against Tang Yu, as if she felt very lonely. She tightened her arms and hugged him tighter. She curled up on his chest like this. Tang Yu could feel her depression and suddenly said, "Xingxing, let's get married."
Song Zhixing was shocked.
I was confused for a while.
After a long while, he blinked several times before straightening up again, as if he thought he had just heard wrongly, "Second Uncle, what did you just say?"
Tang Yu stared at her with a serious look, "You don't want to marry me so much?"
"You heard everything I said just now..."
"I've heard it more than once." Tang Yu put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.
"It's not that I don't want to marry you. It's just... I feel that I'm still young and haven't even finished my studies yet, so I haven't thought about getting married so soon." Song Zhixing looked at Tang Yu and explained to him. Tang Yu didn't open his eyes, and he didn't know if he heard her words. Song Zhixing was a little anxious, "Second Uncle, let's date first, but don't force me to get married or have children, okay?"
Tang Yu opened his eyes and asked, "Does my proposal seem like coercion to you?"
"Not really." Song Zhixing bit her lip. Seeing Tang Yu's serious expression, she broke his nails and whispered like a spoiled child, "You said you were determined to be with me, but I wasn't. It's not fair for you to say that."
"How is it unfair? I didn't wrong you."
"You did!" Song Zhixing stared at him stubbornly, "How do you know I didn't recognize you?"
"If so, marry me, just as I want to marry you."
"You're being unfair. Did you want to get married when you were 18?" Song Zhixing pouted. "If I hadn't chosen you, how could I have agreed to date you? How could I have done everything I should and shouldn't have done with you? And if I hadn't chosen you, I... I would have gone with Grandpa!"
Song Zhixing was really upset when he finished speaking, so he rolled over and got off Tang Yu. He turned sideways and faced him with his back.
Tang Yu leaned slightly to the side, looking at her curled up in a ball, his eyes dark. He turned around and hugged Song Zhixing. Song Zhixing didn't want to pay attention to him and wanted to push him away. Instead, he turned her over and hugged her in his arms. Song Zhixing struggled, "Don't hug me, I don't want you to hug me!"
"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you." Tang Yu coaxed her. Sighing, "Being rejected by you is really not something that makes me feel comfortable. And... How come you can't even coax me? Hmm?"
Song Zhixing sniffed his sour nose, "How can I coax you?"
"Forget it. I've rejected you, and I'm already hurt. It's too late to comfort you now."
Song Zhixing looked at him, "Are you really sad?"
"What do you think?" Tang Yu asked back.
"So... will you never propose to me again?"
"I think so." Tang Yu raised his eyebrows: "I was rejected by you when I asked you just now. Wouldn't it be the same if I asked you again? Why bother yourself?"
"That won't work!" Song Zhixing pouted, "What if one day I want to get married and you don't ask me?"
"It's simple. Why don't you propose instead?"
"Me? I propose to you?" Song Zhixing pointed at him and then at herself.
"Hmm!" Tang Yu said lazily, "I'll consider whether to marry you when the time comes."
"… You're dreaming. I don't want to propose to you! If you don't propose to me, I won't marry you. When the time comes, I will marry whoever proposes to me."
"How dare you!" Tang Yu held her tightly. He closed his eyes again and snuggled up to her. His lips pressed against her ear. She thought he was going to fall asleep, but she heard him speak so seriously in her ear: "I just want to give you a complete home."
Song Zhixing was stunned.
"From now on, you will never be alone - all the love you lacked before, I will make up for it for you one by one in the future."
Tang Yu's voice was very soft.
But deep in her heart, every word was so profound, creating ripples of emotion in her heart.
She put her arms around his neck and squeezed closer into his arms. Tang Yu hugged her, finally able to give himself a little comfort after being rejected.
"Tang Yu..." After a while, she called him again.
"Um?"
"So what do you think...if we really get married, will there be a lot of generation gap in the future?"
"Generation gap?" Tang Yu frowned.
"Do you know what '23333' is?"
“… Arabic numerals?”
"Then do you know what ORZ is?"
"What's the code abbreviation?"
"What about the young fresh meat?"
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Song Zhixing's lips twitched a few times, "Second Uncle, you are really old."
"Really? Just now in bed, you didn't think I was old."
She twisted his waist, "Hateful!"
Tang Yu grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. He opened his eyes and looked at her seriously, "Xingxing, you live your own life. What others say belongs to them and has nothing to do with you."
"As for the generation gap you mentioned - everyone is two completely different individuals. As long as they live together, there will inevitably be more or less generation gap. Since you want to live together, you have to slowly adjust to each other. As long as you are determined, any generation gap can be overcome." Tang Yu's words were mature guidance, which made people feel at ease, and the uncertainty that had gathered in her heart disappeared in an instant.