Chapter 82 - 81: Drink a belly full of your saliva
Brother Yangyang took Zhao Meimei to eat beef noodles.
The two sat facing each other, Brother Yangyang consciously picked the cilantro and scallions from Zhao Meimei’s bowl into his own, and tossed a few pieces of stewed beef from his bowl into Zhao Meimei’s.
Zhao Meimei, being in the prime of her growth phase, had quite an appetite. She cleaned her bowl of beef noodles and then drank the soup with the bowl in her hands.
Over the past year, Zhao Meimei ate heartily and grew quite a bit. When they walked side by side on the street, Brother Yangyang suddenly realized that Zhao Meimei had unknowingly grown into a tall, slim figure, looking almost as tall as some of the shorter girls in their school.
As Brother Yangyang kept looking at her, his gaze softened, his eyes shimmering like ripples on water. The longing he hadn’t had time to experience yesterday surged forth in that moment.
Brother Yangyang woke up first in the morning. When he opened his eyes, Zhao Meimei was still fast asleep.
She clung to Brother Yangyang like a baby koala, her little face rosy in slumber, her small lips smacking a couple of times, grinding teeth, even letting out a little fart — she put on quite the show in the early morning.
At first, Brother Yangyang was so amused that he couldn’t help but laugh, his chest shaking like a drum. As he laughed, his gaze fell on Zhao Meimei’s slender eyebrows and eyes, followed her slowly rising little nose, down to her unconsciously slightly pouting lips. Suddenly, a strange feeling of warmth welled up in his heart.
Once, she was the little girl who followed behind him, calling him brother. In the blink of an eye, she had grown up so much, giving him that feeling of having a daughter in her burgeoning years, making him unable to resist cupping Zhao Meimei’s face like a cherished treasure, leaning in to kiss her forehead.
Half an hour after waking up, Brother Yangyang lay there, staring motionlessly at Zhao Meimei’s sleeping face, reminiscing about everything they had been through since childhood. Every little memory easily stirred his heart and filled him with endless joy and emotion.