Chapter 50: Don't Want to Go?

retly glanced at Su Cun during this process. His impression of Su Cun changed once again; he didn't expect that kid to have such abilities.Thinking about Su Cun’s excellent performance in the high sch...Volume 3: Go to That Faraway Place Chapter 50: Don't Want to Go

The person walked from the afternoon sunlit street, all the way until the setting sun on a sloping path. Along the road, due to the cold spring wind, several leaves would be blown off and swirl down onto the ground, making some rustling sounds as they passed under their feet.

In the distance were mountains, with light blue skies appearing vast and broad. The sunlight from between the mountains moved along with them. Warm yellow hues illuminated most of the wall of the military division's armed department next to a street corner, simultaneously reflecting off the two people's rosy faces. Occasionally, public buses or cars would drive past on the streets, then race down the slope at the front turn.

Nearby sat an elderly man in a large coat, who was always there; in the early morning around five to six o'clock, there were steamed bun shops that students nearby praised endlessly. In the evening after ten o'clock, barbecue stalls would appear, and while they weren't considered unparalleled throughout the city, their reputation in this area was excellent.

Su Can and Tang Wu ordered two servings of clay pot rice noodles from a restaurant whose steamy atmosphere fogged up the windows.

The salesperson seemed to know Tang Wu. Upon seeing her, they greeted her warmly. This made Su Can instinctively feel that Tang Wu's home was probably nearby.

This street belonged to the city’s northwest area, which had been the earliest urban center. Later, as Xi Hai developed, its main economic center shifted southeastward, especially with the rapid development of the rail and road transportation hub near the southeastern gate of the city. With the relocation and resettlement during the city's migration process, many hospitals and administrative units were moved to new locations. However, up until now, traces of the political center of Xi Hai City still remained in this northwest area.

The clay pot rice noodles tasted very authentic, with a thick layer of brownish-red meat pieces that made one’s appetite surge.

Beef was stewed to be tender but still had some texture. A large bowl could satisfy hunger as a meal for any time—breakfast, lunch, or dinner—and would only cost three yuan. Although in this era, three yuan already seemed quite expensive; back then, for Su Can's family, having rice noodles on a weekend morning was considered a luxury.

Back then, both parents were ordinary workers who had to support the family and take care of his education and living expenses. The family finances were always tight in an era where common households were far from luxurious feasts. Yet, a bowl of beef rice noodles was incredibly tempting—rice noodles in Xi Hai City were as mouth-watering as Lanzhou people's beef noodle soup, Northeasterners' pig head blood sausage vermicelli, and Shaanxi’s mutton soup bread.

However, when Su Can was young, the price of three bowls of rice noodles on weekends was nine yuan, which clearly exceeded their family budget. As a result, every weekend, Su Can would get up very early to take out a small basin and go out to buy two servings to bring home. Although there were only two servings, the shop owner usually added generous amounts of soup and broth, filling the basin to the brim. The whole family could share them happily.

Of course, although the material lifestyle has moved from scarcity to abundance, it's now almost impossible to find that extremely classic atmosphere and feeling of sharing a bowl of rice noodles, let alone that particular taste.

Watching Tang Wu eat is quite an enjoyable experience. She opens her rosy lips slightly, bites into a piece of tender meat, then picks up some thin vermicelli with chopsticks and puts it in her mouth. Previously, Su Can couldn't understand the meaning of "food so beautiful that one can feast on its appearance," but now, with the flavorful beef noodles in his mouth, and the presence of Tang Wu's face vaguely discernible amidst the steamy heat, he understands what this phrase means.

After drinking a large mouthful of soup, Su Can, exhaling hot air from his mouth, prepared to pay. However, Tang Wu took out her wallet before him, insisting that there was no way for girls to pay and that it should naturally be the boyfriend's treat. But the waiter refused, taking money from Su Can's hand and cheerfully saying, "How can a girl pay Naturally, it's supposed to be the boyfriend who treats."

Tang Wu wanted to speak but hesitated, probably thinking there was no need for an explanation. She could only blush slightly and glance aside. After the waiter handed Su Can fifty yuan in compensation, he winked at him secretly, which made Su Can develop a good impression of this plump girl.

When they came out of the door, the sunlight had become sparse, seemingly heralding that their date for today was coming to an end.

This is truly leaving one wanting more!

Su Can stretched lazily and walked slowly with Tang Wu. They passed through a street lined with yellow trees and a bookstore, entering a quiet alley on a slope. There were many parked cars on the open-air parking lot beside the platform, mostly dark-colored vehicles, among which there was even a Hongqi car and an azure-gray Sunroof Passat. A Mercedes that looked like it dated from earlier times somewhat surprised Su Can, making him speculate more about Tang Wu's family. This alley branched off from a main road. Yellow trees, high walls, and winding paths leading to secluded courtyards gave this place its unique charm. Previously, when Su Can had passed through the main road by car, he hadn't come here.

Su Can didn't understand architecture, but looking at the current layout could give one a mysterious and grand feeling.

Many people might be very familiar with their hometowns. But there are also places like this that hide unique charm; perhaps even those who have lived here all their lives haven't personally visited them.

Xia Hai City is still an underdeveloped small city to date, where a minor incident can lead to significant repercussions. The previous scandal at Su Can's school was a case in point: once the school didn’t contain it, its effects would have been city-wide news.

It was precisely because of this that such a small city could have an area with residential buildings featuring Hongqi and Mercedes cars, which definitely wasn't just any ordinary place.

Ahead, there appeared some residential buildings characteristic of Shenzhen. The height and style of the buildings were not as sophisticated as those in Xiahai; they weren't high-rise elevator apartments that Su Cen was familiar with from his world, but they were undoubtedly among the most modern and avant-garde buildings in this city at present. Su Cen recalled another powerful construction company that had entered Xiahai City. They had participated in the bidding for Star Sea Square back then. Their qualifications included a four-star residential building under construction in Xiahai City, which was said to be designed specifically for successful individuals there. The location chosen seemed very carefully selected. It should have been this area here.

Tang Wu's home was situated deeper inside an even quieter area. Although the exterior of the buildings looked somewhat old-fashioned, their layout and landscaping gave a sense of grandeur.

The two stopped at a gate with wide doors where a signboard hanging on the side wall read "Xiahai City Judicial Bureau Staff Compound." Tang Wu turned around to smile at Su Cen, "We've arrived." The last remnants of sunlight filtered through the sparse branches overhead and shone onto this intersection. Above their heads were large clouds half golden and half dark, rolling across the expansive sky.

Tang Wu stared at Su Cen, gradually feeling warmth in her heart.

Some things are remembered only for an instant but take a long time to forget.

The attempt Su Cen made in the coffee shop today, despite their subsequent wandering around streets bathed in sunshine or suddenly filled with evening light, trying as hard as they could to forget it, would still resurface whenever there was a lull in their conversation or when they walked silently for a moment. Like an emerging flame spreading quietly, it would flare up vividly once more.

The oppressive atmosphere of the coffee shop, Su Cen's masculine scent, and the almost suffocating heartbeats just before their parting had suddenly returned to him with even greater clarity at this moment.

Tang Wu stood gracefully, her delicate feet slightly turned inward. The beauty in her eyes rivaled the crimson clouds above, but she was thinking about whether rejecting him so bluntly today and all the gossip in the coffee shop might have hurt this boy's pride

Seeing Tang Wu's somewhat bewildered look, Su Cen's heartache from before vanished without a trace. Perhaps he had changed quite a bit after his rebirth and was anticipating an unprecedented change in his destiny He felt rather smug about it.

In the coffee shop today, his heart suddenly stirred with excitement. He felt that their relationship could now break free from the constraints of time and be wild and unrestrained before others, having the audacity to disregard public opinion.

因此，他想要以這種方式確立與唐嫵真正的關係，並讓所有議論者、懷疑論者、悲觀主義者甚至批判者見證他改變曆史的瞬間。

But he still forgot about X, even though he had the experience of being reborn and could face many things with equanimity. However, Tang Lou is still just a sixteen-year-old high school freshman girl who has her own dignity and limits, especially since she is so unique.

To have her strip off her mask in front of so many people and endure his intrusion, it seems that not getting an earful from her and avoiding her displeasure is already fortunate enough. At least today, she didn't completely lose face in front of the onlookers.

What's going on with me When dealing with Tang Wu, one must ultimately approach her with a reverent attitude; it cannot be rushed or achieved all at once. Her life and inner self are both things that need to be savored slowly.

Su Cen suddenly frowned, then mocked himself, his dark eyes dimming slightly as he raised his head and gave her a slight smile: "Then I will go now; have sweet dreams tonight." Tang Wu's hand resting over her chest clenched tightly at this moment. She felt that she had just made an important decision but couldn't remember what it was.

Su Cen turned around and left along the quiet slope. Beside him, the car park had rusty iron railings peeling off paint, slightly gilded by the setting sun's glow. At this moment, the sun finally sank below the horizon.

"Wait."

Suddenly feeling footsteps behind him, Su Cen subconsciously turned around to see Tang Wu's lithe figure already before him, her delicate hands pressing against his chest to brace herself as she leaped upwards. Her long body stretched like a taut bow at this moment, and her lips pressed without reserve onto Su Cen’s.

A sharp numbness shot through the back of his head; Su Cen could no longer remember what Tang Wu's lips tasted like, but he knew that instinctively grabbing the soft peaks in front of her chest afterward was a natural reaction. The greenery of Huangguoshu at this season was lush and vibrant; as the sun set over the mountain top, the clouds looked sweet like poached eggs. Su Cen tried to push his tongue into Tang Wu's red and fragrant lips but she weakened in his arms with her face flushed, clinging onto the collar of his shirt as their hearts beat close together.

"Wouldn't you want to come over to our place for a while"

After some time, Tang Wu said this. Her originally cold eyes now appeared slightly hazy.

I have to take a break today, there will only be one update. Back from the wedding banquet, struggling to type out another chapter this month to make up for it. x.x Apologies to all my brothers waiting eagerly by their computers for updates!. They are aesthetically pleasing and specially prepared for Xia Hai's bid to become a tourist city. We produced 1,000 of them. Last time was my bad for damaging your shade; I didn't think about it th...