Chapter 1381 I Think that Smells Like What My Mother Made

Chapter 1381

She listened quietly, and occasionally told him the past unconsciously. For example, the first time Cang Zeyue approached her said, "I seem to have met you somewhere, could it be the fate of the previous life?"

Cang Ting smiled, looking more and more easy-going.

Cang Zeyue was criticized as useless by his few words, and became a young master who had no ambitions but only had fun.

She added one more: emotional life is too rich.

These words were all spoken by her involuntarily.

An hour of lunch ended before I knew it.

This meeting was like a conversation between old friends, relaxed and unrestrained.

Before leaving, Cang Ting asked her to go to Wucheng if she had free time, without mentioning the relationship between father and daughter.

She thought that he deliberately left her room to think.

That day, she sat in a private box alone and thought a lot.

She couldn't help but sent a message to Bai Mucheng, saying that she had met Cang Ting.

Bai Mucheng said very little, and disappeared after saying a few words.

She suddenly felt something was wrong.

In fact, something was wrong with Bai Mucheng a while ago, but she was busy with other things, so she ignored it.

She tried calling him.

There was a biting wind coming from the other end. It turned out that he was going to ski.

Many words came to his lips, Qian Miao only asked: "I will get married next month, can you come back?"

Bai Mucheng was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Of course I will. I love my junior sister's marriage the most. How can I not return? Don't worry, I will definitely bring you a big gift back."

His voice was warm and seemed unchanged.

Qian Miao asked worriedly: "Brother, are you alright?"

Bai Mucheng was silent.

After a while, he smiled and said, "They called me, I'm going to skate, we'll talk next time."

She frowned, always feeling uneasy.

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The wedding was getting closer and closer, so Qiao Shiwan came to discuss with her and asked her about the woman's parents.

According to the rules, the seats of both parents cannot be vacant, and she has to walk towards the groom holding her father's arm.

Qiao Shiwan asked her to choose two candidates.

Without thinking about it, she asked Master Songya and Liao Yan, and they agreed immediately.

The news reached Tang Yi.

That night, he sat silently at the desk for a long time without eating.

Tao Shi asked Tang Qianheng to go to him with a meal and persuade him.

Tang Qianheng has grown up, and he actually understands many things, but he won't express it too clearly.

Sadness sometimes turns into laughter.

He knew that his elder sister was still an elder sister, but father and daughter were no longer father and daughter, and even the blood relationship that he thought he could never part with had turned into nothingness.

"Dad, it's time to eat."

Tang Yi hummed, and opened his tired eyes.

He took a sip of a bowl of fresh broth and asked Tang Qianheng, "Have you finished your homework?"

Tang Qianmiao: "It's not finished yet."

"Then do it, you are not young, you have to deal with these things consciously, don't always let others remind you."

Seeing him like this, Tang Qianheng pursed his thin lips, and said hesitantly: "Father, I'll tell you something, but don't get excited."

Tang Yi has always been concerned about the matter of Qian Miao, so he felt bad, waved his hands and said: "Okay, I know, it's just a wedding, I don't worry about it."

"No..." Tang Qianheng said in a low voice, and said uncertainly: "When I was boarding at school, one day the teacher told me that a kind person gave food to the students in our class, and she made it herself Sauce crab, and I think it tastes like what my mother made."

Tang Yi raised his eyes suddenly: "What did you say!"

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(Good night.)