The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1873 I hope that you will be sweet in the future

"Wait for me, soon."

Feng Canglan kissed the bite mark left by herself, then pecked Zong Zhengyu's thin lips before turning and leaving.

Open the wooden window, light up the small stove and prepare to boil sugar.

Her movements are unhurried and smooth.

Just looking at it gives people a very peaceful feeling, and you don't notice the passage of time.

It will be unnoticed, and people will forget what night and what night.

Zong Zhengyu stared intently at Feng Canglan's figure with deep phoenix eyes, and there was an impenetrable sadness in his quiet eyes.

"Candied haws are usually hawthorn."

"But, let's do something else today."

"They're all sour hawthorns. Let's make some sweet ones this time."

"Sweet grapes, sweet pears, and melons."

As Feng Canglan said, he poked the cut fruit with chopsticks, rolled it in the boiled sugar, then put it aside, and repeated this action.

Finally, after finishing all the cut fruits, she walked towards Zong Zhengyu with a whole plate.

He took a sweet pear wrapped in sugar and fed it to Zong Zhengyu.

"You bought it for me before, but this time I made it for you myself."

"Are you happy?"

"Happy." Zong Zhengyu smiled slightly, and opened his mouth to eat the unique candied haws.

Zong Zhengyu eats a little, Feng Canglan feeds a little.

"I choose sweet fruits, all are sweet, and the sugar outside is also sweet."

"Yu Yu." Feng Canglan watched with serious eyes, "I hope that you will be sweet in the future."

Zong Zhengyu paused for a moment while chewing, and then everything went on as usual.

The drooping slender eyelashes concealed the emotions in the eyes, and the words that came to his mouth hesitated for a long time and turned into one word, "Okay."

"Lan'er eats too."

"Besides being sweet, it's still sweet."

"Yes!" Feng Canglan brightened, and started to eat too, "I want it too, besides sweetness or..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and she quickly turned her back when she said this, "Oh, I have to make some more after you've finished eating."

"I didn't expect that it was not bad to do crafts for the first time."

Even though he tried his best to cover up and suppress it, the uneven breath still exposed the truth at this moment.

Zong Zhengyu looked sideways at the figure who hurriedly touched here and touched there but did nothing.

Both know the truth and both know the ending.

deliberately avoided, deliberately ignored.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the day after tomorrow is Spring Festival."

"Yes."

"One year has passed in the blink of an eye, time flies so fast."

The sound of conversations outside the window came to her ears, and Feng Canglan's body froze.

New Year's Eve tomorrow?

The day after tomorrow Chinese New Year?

How long has she been on the mountain?

"I hope I can find a good husband in the new year."

"Hey, you are also shameless."

"What, at my age, I was looking forward to finding a good husband?"

"You don't have any ideas for New Year's?"

"Me, I want to get rich and become a good husband."

"Hey, talk about me."

"Hahaha."

The sound of the conversation mixed with laughter got farther and farther away, Feng Canglan put down the fruit dipped in sugar and didn't continue.

She wiped her hands and turned around, "Yuyu, what's your New Year's wish?"

"desire."

Zong Zhengyu murmured in a low voice, then looked up, "I hope Lan'er is safe and happy."

The eyes of the two intertwined, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

Feng Canglan hooked the corners of his lips, and raised his head with a bright smile on his face, "What are you wishing for, it's boring."

"However, tomorrow is New Year's Eve."

"The last day of the year must not be without us."

She leaned in front of Zong Zhengyu, glanced at the obvious bite marks on her neck, "Tomorrow, I will take you to see something good."

(End of this chapter)