Chapter 90 - 088 The young man in memory
Zhao Chun was utterly speechless. The more he thought about it, the more terrified he felt. What was with the extra person—could you even call that human? Plus, was the protagonist in the second story an idiot? The thief was right there in the unlit living room, for heaven’s sake! Why wouldn’t you just escape? Are you waiting to be tied up by the thief?!!!
Lowering his head, Zhao Chun sighed helplessly as he looked at Meng Shuyan’s adorable, snow-angel face. Kids really are just kids—they can still laugh at times like these. What should he do? He found himself wishing he could go back to being a child too.
Suddenly, a breeze from outside swept in through the window, making the shadows on the wall flicker. "Knock, knock." The abrupt sound of knocking reverberated, startlingly clear in the quiet atmosphere. Zhao Chun shuddered and let out a shocked yell.
"Hey guys, it’s so hot tonight, I whipped up some chilled drinks. Want some?" Tian Sangsang stood smiling at the doorway.
Zhao Chun trembled uncontrollably, staring at Tian Sangsang’s teeth faintly glinting white in the dark. As his mind wandered back to thoughts of the thief, he suddenly...
"Mom, what kind of drinks are they?" Meng Shuyan asked calmly.
"Orange juice, cold boiled water, honey water, chrysanthemum tea, jasmine tea—which one do you want?" Tian Sangsang had a juicer at home, and she’d purchased some oranges from a supermarket and turned them into juice. She had learned not to serve anything too fancy; Zhao Chun was a city guy, and if he got suspicious, it’d be trouble. You couldn’t very well tell someone that the watermelon juice came from grinding the watermelon at the mill, right? But orange juice was easier to explain; if asked, she could simply say it was hand-squeezed.
But...what was up with Zhao Chun?
"Mom, I want orange juice. Get a glass for Chun Zisu too," Meng Shuyan said from Zhao Chun’s arms. "Chun Zisu could use something to calm down."