Song God And His Little Ancestor - Chapter 49

Xia Xiaoman then subconsciously avoided Song Jiahe’s eyes, no matter how brave she was, but it seemed that from the moment she said it, everything was overturned.

She turned her head to look at the little cutie, the innocent little cutie did not listen to anything, just holding a small spoon, digging the mashed potatoes one by one.

The little cute is very educated, eating without noise, a move has been the first to show the style of everyone.

From her body, it seems to see the shadow of Song Jiahe.

She dug a spoonful of mashed potatoes and sent it into her mouth, then looked at Xia Xiaoman who seemed to be looking at herself.

She then blinked her big eyes as well and looked at Xia Xiaoman.

When she swallowed it, she said in a milky voice, “Sister, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Xia Xiaoman picked up the tissue she was just about to wipe her mouth with and gently wiped the corner of the little cutie’s mouth, “Be careful eating.”

“Mm.” Song Jiajia nodded, then dug a mouthful of mashed potatoes and brought it to Xia Xiaoman, “Sub ah (eat ah)! Sister!”

A mouthful of pale yellow mashed potatoes was scooped on the silvery quality spoon, still emitting the aroma belonging to it.

“Just eat it, little cutie.” The mashed potatoes emitted all the fresh aroma of potatoes, about the salt is almost absent, Xia Xiaoman always felt that such a dish would make the mouth light, and did not eat.

“Oh.” The little cutie sent the spoonful of mashed potatoes back into her mouth.

This meal seemed to be eaten for a long time, Xia Xiaoman did not talk to Song Jiahe.

Either looking down at his phone or eating his own food, occasionally interacting with Song Jiajia, the little cutie, completely ignoring Song Jiahe on the opposite side.

Song Jiahe looked down at his phone, then turned it over and covered the table, and was equally silent.

While eating, Xia Xiaoman’s mind kept repeatedly interspersing the scenes of her encounter with Song Jiahe during this period.

There’s a good line in “The Earth is Out of Order” – if you avoid great sorrow and great joy, bone-chilling sadness will not come.

If she hadn’t met Song Jiahe in the library from the beginning, she might not have fallen in love at first sight; if she hadn’t gone for a run and stopped outside the piano room to listen to that one piece, she might not have been able to forget it.

But… I like it, I like it, and I can’t turn back the clock.

Because of the excitement of seeing Song Jiahe, because Song Jiahe made every move, let her fall step by step.

She really wanted to say one thing – if she didn’t like it, why didn’t she decisively reject it?

But… Even if Song Jiahe decisively refused before, she is not still so my way?

In the end, it’s just that she won’t turn back until she hits the south wall.

The tip of her heart suddenly throbbed, she couldn’t stay in such an environment anymore, so she broke the silent suffocating situation, “I’m going to the toilet.”

Suppressed the sobbing, but after she turned to leave, red eyes.

“Hmm.”

She stayed in the toilet for a while and stood at the sink with her hands propped up on the sink, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

Her eyes were red and her eyelashes seemed to be stained with teardrops.

The mess in her head also made the tears slide down smoothly, and she wiped them away with the back of her hand.

She just felt that the tears were so hot that the tips of her heart were trembling.

Her throat instantly felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton, and she suppressed her sobs like a small beast injured, licking her wounds alone.

People live, why do they have hearts? Why should we have feelings? Is it bad to be beautiful alone?

So it’s better to think about happy things, as for the matter of liking Song Jiahe, or… Take it easy again.

Xia Xiaoman turned on the faucet, hands filled with water, and splashed water on his face.

The water is a little cooler, but it’s enough to wake Xia Xiaoman up.

She took a long breath, hoping to calm her heart.

But when she touched the pair of eyes in her mind, a feeling of wanting to cry came up in her throat again.

The cries were hard to suppress, Xia Xiaoman’s nose was sore, and her eyes were red.

She patted her face, then looked at herself in the mirror and raised a smile.

It’s still as good as ever, but the smile has a few more bitterness in it.

She pursed her lips, took out a tissue to dry her face, and took out her lipstick from her bag.

The bean-sand colored lipstick added a lot of light to her pale face, restoring a sense of blood.

She should be happy that she went out today without makeup, otherwise crying out even if it is waterproof, will be haloed makeup, then Song Jiahe fear is not to be scared to cry.

So think, the brain is a lot clearer.

After walking out, I found the teenager still carrying the original white bag in his hand, leaning his back against the wall, seemingly waiting for someone.

“Why are you here? Jiajia wants to go to the toilet?”

For the first half of the sentence, Xia Xiaoman was still a bit flustered, but soon calmed down, but she still subconsciously avoided Song Jiahe’s eyes.

“The family has already picked her up and taken her back.”

The teenager lowered his eyes, his eyes stayed on the girl’s face, he pursed his lips and found that the girl’s eyes were a little red, “Crying?”

“….” Xia Xiaoman was poked to cover up, subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes and raised his volume: “How is it possible?!”

Then explained with a stiff mouth, “Just washed my face, the water splashed into my eyes.”

“Then why don’t I blow it for you.” The teenager hooked his lips.

Originally Xia Xiaoman was a bit like a gasoline barrel that was about to explode, and when this sentence came out, it was like a gas-filled confined space that had a spark and exploded.

“Song Jiahe!” The girl raised her voice and shouted his name – “You’ve had enough!”

“But isn’t that what you want?” The teenager cocked his head slightly, his hair fluffy, his eyes like an innocent dog’s, looking straight through the heart.

“When you tease me, isn’t that what you do?”

How to say it …. Xia Xiaoman did say a lot of tawdry things.

Yes, she can’t chase people, but she has still seen a lot of online segments.

For example, before she suspected that the dormitory air conditioning is a little low, then spit out that the nest is very cold, Song Jiahe said – “Then you cover more quilt.”

Then Xia Xiaoman quickly replied: [But I want to see if your nest is warm.

Another example is that when she was talking with Wen Simu outside at night, she suddenly saw the stars in the sky and sent a message to Song Jiahe, she said – [Look!

For example, she will try very hard to send a morning ah, noon good, dinner did not, good evening, good night, seem to be racking her brains to find a topic.

In fact, she is also very afraid that Song Jiahe will dislike her and will find her annoying, but she does not do so, she really does not know what else to do.

She has tried very hard to find a topic, very hard to approach Song Jiahe, but she still feels that there seems to be a membrane between her and Song Jiahe.

Thinking of this, her eyes became even redder… But quickly came back to her senses and picked up on Song Jiahe’s words.

“That’s because ….” Xia Xiaoman’s voice was like a clogged ball of cotton, it was hard to clear up, and the crying voice seemed to be spreading. She split the sentence into two and swallowed the sobbing accent, but still lowered her voice and said, “Because… I like you.”

“Song Jiahe.”

“I like you.”

“I know this will annoy you, but… I just like you.”