We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

Tie Tou is a typical example of someone who criticizes the cook after he's had his fill.

After calming down, he looked at the screen again and immediately cursed, "Damn it, the guy who gave me the disc said this woman was as beautiful as an angel, but she's just so-so, isn't she?"

Su Weile scoffed, "You almost punched him in the face just now, don't you feel ashamed saying that now?"

Tie Tou grinned and said, "How's it going? Feeling much better now?"

Su Weile replied perfunctorily, "Mm."

Tie Tou relaxed on the tatami mat. "Xiao Le, I feel like the person who's going to be your wife is going to be under a lot of pressure?"

"Why? What's wrong with me?"

Tie Tou said, "When you realize your husband is more handsome than you, and he exudes an indescribable charm, you must feel a lot of pressure."

Su Weile frowned and said, "How could that be? If you like something, you'll do it. It's not like we're having a beauty contest."

Tie Tou said, "Next time you hit someone, look in the mirror."

Su Weile was furious. "Am I fucking a pervert?"

After they finished speaking, they both burst into laughter at the thought of that scene.

The two chatted for a while longer.

As Su Weile prepared to rest, it felt like dawn was approaching, and her sleepy eyes blinked slowly.

While yawning, Tie Tou got up and helped Su Weile close the curtains, worried that he wouldn't sleep soundly when it got light. Then he got up and went to sleep in the living room.

Su Weile didn't sleep soundly. He had many dreams, some of which were about his childhood, where he was playing happily with his mother. His mother spoke to him very gently, telling him, "My baby, you must grow up happily. This is my only hope and requirement for you."

She dreamt again of her mother in the pristine white hospital room, banging her head against the wall in agony, again and again, the sound like blows to Su Weile's heart. Su Weile felt her heart was aching terribly. On the tatami mat, Su Weile softly murmured in her sleep, "Mom..."

Later, he dreamed of Tang Shaowu again. He was also on a clean white bed, his head resting against the wall behind him, motionless and quiet. Su Weile watched as Tang Shaowu's temples throbbed. Su Weile frowned and softly called out, "Tang Shaowu~~"

At noon, Su Weile was woken up by a phone call from his father. "You brat, if I don't call you, you definitely won't call me, right?"

Su Weile felt dizzy, probably because of the endless dreams he had all night. "What are you doing, old Su?"

Su Jun's voice was deep and powerful: "Two shops are expiring. You can drive me there this afternoon to collect the rent. I can also stop by your Uncle Dali for a drink on the way."

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Su Weile said helplessly, "You just mainly want to have a drink, and collect some rent on the side."

"You brat, what's wrong with being your old man's driver for once? Otherwise, what use is a son like you to me? Get up, I'm waiting for you."

Su Jun had been retired for several years. When he was making his fortune, he invested in many storefronts on the best street in Yanshan. Now, the rent for these storefronts is quite considerable, which can be considered as assets he has accumulated for his son's future.

When Su Weile finished washing up and was about to leave, Tie Tou was still asleep.

Su Weile didn't wake him up and went out on her own. After he woke up, he sent a WeChat message to Tang Shaowu and made a phone call, but he still couldn't get in touch with him at all.

Su Weile sighed deeply. He now truly understood what it meant when martial arts films talked about having a knot in one's chest.

That's how he feels right now, a feeling of pent-up frustration, and he feels like he's about to vomit blood.

Su Weile and Su Jun didn't return from their outing until 7 PM, and Su Jun was already a bit drunk. Su Weile decided to take him back upstairs to stay. She also planned to stay at her own apartment upstairs for the night.

After helping his father to bed, Su Weile returned to his room. It had been a long time since he had been back, and his room was still very clean, which meant that his father cleaned it for him every day.

Su Weile took a shower and went back to lie on the big bed. She picked up her phone and looked at it; there were a bunch of messages, but none of them were from Tang Shaowu.

He just wants to send him a message and yell at him, "Why is it so damn hard to be friends with you? You get angry so easily, you disappear all the time, can't we just have some fun together? Damn it!"

While thinking this to herself, Su Weile stared intently at the screen, wishing she could just send him whatever was on her mind and cut all ties with him immediately.

Lost in thought, Su Weile didn't even notice when a new message appeared on Tang Shaowu's chat page. She blinked hard twice, then stood there, stunned with excitement.

The creditor asked, "Are there any friends left in your bed today?"

These words were like magic, instantly dispelling the gloom that had weighed on Su Weile's mood for a whole day and night, and bringing sunshine in a flash.

Su Weile excitedly said, "You're talking to me? No, you're my best friend today, I'll stay with you all day."

The creditor asked, "How will you keep me company? Maybe like your friend from yesterday, I can sleep with you?"

Su Weile said smugly, "Sure, come on over. I'll hold you while we sleep."

The creditor said, "Then my trip was really worthwhile."

Su Weile was taken aback. "What do you mean? Where did you come from?"

Su Weile suddenly felt a mix of excitement and unease. Although he felt it was almost impossible, he still harbored a faint sense of anticipation. Amidst these conflicting emotions, Su Weile felt his heart pounding incredibly fast, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.

Tang Shaowu didn't say anything, but just sent a picture.

Su Weile's trembling hand clicked the button, and she jumped up immediately, exclaiming, "Damn it!"

That photo was actually taken at the front door of my maternal grandmother's house.

Su Weile couldn't care less about anything else; he grabbed his car keys and headed out. His heart pounded the whole way, and he kept asking himself, "Is it real? Or is Tang Shaowu just playing a trick on me?"

When they finally arrived at Grandma's alley after a long drive, Su Weile sat in the car and, using the headlights, didn't see any other cars parked on the road. Su Weile felt a pang of disappointment.

Su Weile deflated like a punctured balloon, slumping dejectedly into the car seat, and took out her phone to send a message.

"You're a grown man, why are you still lying to children? What's the point?"

After sending the message, Su Weile got out of the car in a huff. Since she was already back, she decided to stay at her grandmother's place.

Arriving at Grandma's house, just as I was about to take out my key to open the door, a long-lost, pleasant sound came from the shadows by the roadside:

"It's so late, where have you been gallivanting off to?"

Su Weile froze completely in place.