Sugar Sugar Brother

  Taozi knew that Dong Miao was concerned about her. This was something Miao had said once, when she told Miao that she would marry him. Miao couldn't stop her, so later on, whenever he mentioned her and her husband, he would use humor to gloss over it, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.

  Although I understand what Miao Miao said is true, but in my heart, these words are like huge rocks that hit me hard, the weight is too heavy.

  "Can't you give me some positive energy!" She knew better than anyone else that since she had chosen this path, she must continue to move forward without hesitation. What she needed was not to see the truth, but someone who stood with her on the same line, giving her encouragement and support!

  "Positive energy? Let's go! Two paths, first, divorce! Marry someone else! Marrying someone who loves you is much happier than marrying someone you love! Second, don't be half-dead, get out of bed immediately, dress up beautifully, and seduce that silly soldier back! Make a direct attack! I'm telling you, men are like this! They prioritize lust, especially that silly soldier. The whole army camp is full of stinky male hormones, even the mosquitoes might all be male, how can they resist your charm? You tell me! Don't ask me how to seduce him back, you're such a clever person, you must understand!"

  Dong Miao's voice was louder than the firecracker sound on her phone, but it also reminded her: that's right, he had just come back once and didn't know how many days he would stay this time, she couldn't let him contribute his precious time to his brother!

  Her fingers slid across the phone screen, bringing up his number, but somehow she couldn't muster the courage to dial...

  In the dozens of nights after marriage, it was just like this moment, with a thread of thoughts in her heart, filled with his shadow. She knew that this phenomenon was called longing, like a string, like a rope, rubbing against the softest part of her heart, tightening, getting tighter and tighter, until it hurt, until it left marks...

  Many times, as long as she moved her thumb, perhaps she could hear his voice, even if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, it could alleviate the clinical symptoms of her nostalgia. She had even imagined how he would react when he received her call, happy? Astonished? Angry? Or, did he not know who she was at all?

  But everything was just an illusion, she didn't dare, didn't dare...

  All I did was stare at the name, and use my fingers to gently stroke it, as if stroking his prickly buzz cut. His hair is really coarse and hard, it's really scratchy...

  This is still her childhood memory...

  She smiled at the name stored on her phone.

  Sugar Sugar Brother.

  What a cute name! Only she has this name in the whole world! This is her own, unique, and exclusive right...

  Her phone suddenly vibrated in her hand, the sound of firecrackers rang out, startling her. She took a look and it was actually her mother-in-law calling!

  Great! The savior has arrived!

  "Mom——" She dragged out the tone, calling out sweetly, "I was just thinking of giving you a call! A friend from my hometown brought me some local specialties, I'll bring them back this afternoon for you to try!"

  The so-called "curve to save the country", grandma must be flattered!