Chapter 533 – I Love You, It’s My Exclusive Secret

Unfortunately, it is far too late.

Xi Ying vanished.

What Xi Ying said to Zhan Mo in the hospital two years ago seemed to reverberate in his ears—

“In this world, there is no such thing as having the best of both worlds; you can’t have both, and I hope you realize this.”

Can Zhan Mo understand?

He understands.

Xi Ying was discussing friendship and love.

But why offer him such a difficult choice?

Why can’t we be friends and fall in love at the same time?

Zhan Mo knelt on the carpet slowly.

A warm tear dropped from the side of the cheek and disappeared into the carpet.

*

Sang Yu’s burden has lessened, and he will cherish his hard-won life.

He sat on the sofa and watched TV after arriving home at night and having a shower.

His stomach grumbled unknowingly.

Hungry.

Sang Yu grabbed up the phone instinctively, preparing to order takeout.

However, he turned away from the phone and noticed the kitchen, which he hadn’t entered in two years.

The scent of preserved eggs and lean beef porridge and the faint smell of the girl’s body appeared to permeate the tip of his nose.

Sang Yu put down his phone, rose up, and headed downstairs to the 24-hour shop to get meat and preserved eggs.

After about an hour.

A warm pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork tempts folks to take a piece.

Sang Yu smiled as he examined the band-aid on his left index finger.

“You showed me how to cut preserved eggs with thread, but you didn’t teach me how to properly chop meat, Zuo Xiyan.” He muttered.

If you have the opportunity, Zuo Xiyan, I hope you can educate me…

Show me how to chop so that I don’t cut my fingers.

Teach me what to do so that I get it.

Sang Yu got two bowls from the cupboard and filled them with preserved eggs and lean pork porridge.

He arrived at the table with two bowls of preserved egg porridge and two spoons and placed them on the dining table.

One dish is his, while the other is put across from him.

“Would you want to try it and see how it tastes?” His eyes were full of tears, but he smiled sweetly and whispered to the opposite air.

He followed his aunt’s instructions when he cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge for Xi Ying for the first time.

“Smell of blood? Why…the smell of blood? Let me taste it.”

Sang Yu lowered its head and spooned a mouthful of porridge into its lips.

Two hot tears spilled into the bowl and into the porridge just as he was about to swallow.

Sang Yu ate another mouthful of porridge that had tears in it.

“This bowl of porridge still doesn’t smell like blood, Zuo Xiyan.”

It’s a bit bitter.

It is very bitter.

I can’t stop crying because it’s so bitter…”

Sang Yu dropped its head and clasped its hands together. Holding the porridge bowl, he nearly buried his face in it.

He shrugged his shoulders without making a sound.

Wept bitterly.

He gently finished the bowl of porridge mixed with tears while crying.

*

The situations of Zhan Mo and Sang Yu are displayed on the massive screen in the Lord God’s area.

The wastebasket beside Xiao Yiyi was already full of tissues.

[Wu Wu Wu.. Host, for the first time, I have the impression that you are fortunate.

Why don’t there seem to be enough Zhan Mo and now Sang Yu?

My tears are nearly insufficient; are these two individuals more loving than anybody else? QAQ]

Xiao Yiyi couldn’t stop herself from crying.

Xi Ying felt a little sour in her heart.

The plot was clear and the missions were frequent from the minute she stepped onto this plane. She didn’t have time to consider how to proceed, let alone fall in love with Zhan Mo.