Chapter 48

Guan Tang lowered her head, still holding two oranges in her hands. Before she could fully retract them, her eyes were already stuck on the small box, and she asked like a fool, "What is this?"
"The ring." Mo Chengchuan said as he opened it to show her. He spoke without seriousness or sentimentality, as if it was an insignificant thing. Only when Guan Tang asked did he answer. But it was precisely because of his tone that the scene seemed especially real.
After the old lady accidentally gave her heirloom ring to Guan Tang, Guan Tang immediately wanted to return it to Mo Chengchuan as the item was valuable. However, as they were in the midst of a passionate relationship, Mo Chengchuan didn't want to create any awkwardness by accepting the ring back. He laughed and said, "You've never even given me a ring before. Let Grandma wear it for now. I don't want it." He then attempted to return the ring to Guan Tang.
Mo Chengchuan said, "Consider it as my gift to you."
"What do you mean? What does 'consider it as' mean?" Guan Tang questioned. But in reality, the smile on her face was completely uncontrollable. She almost jumped on Mo Chengchuan's back, wanting to playfully fight with him, and the matter ended there.
Mo Chengchuan is rarely expressive of his affection, so this little bit of sweetness inadvertently leaked out makes Guan Tang feel like she's about to bubble over with sweetness.
But then after thinking it over some more, she felt dissatisfied and mentioned to him several times, "You shouldn't be like this."
“太随便了。”
“你当时到底怎么想的？”
“我还是把戒指还给你吧，你再来一遍？”
……
大概那个时候关棠作家的天赋就有所显现了，他构想了很多应该出现却没有出现的细节，足以写成一部大戏的高潮，最后搞得莫呈川烦不胜烦，真要把戒指拿回来，关棠反而不给了，就此闭口，世界一片清净。
那时关棠想得很好，等他以后赚了钱，总有一天要让莫呈川见识一下什么是定终身应该有的排面。
但直至现在，莫呈川先举着戒指，半跪在他跟前，他完全地懵了。
The top of the building is high and spacious, and the wind is strong, but at this moment it seems to be as still as ever, with only the sun hanging overhead, making people feel dazed.
Guan Tang held her breath and, somehow, started to peel an orange.
His fingers dug into the orange peel, and he suddenly realized how strange his behavior was. He paused for a moment, but continued to peel the orange, muttering to himself with lowered head: "I have to taste it first."
Mo Chengchuan didn't know when Guan Tang became so obsessed with oranges. Obviously, he had never shown a special liking for oranges before. Maybe his taste has changed in recent years.
He watched Guan Tang peel oranges with such concentration for less than five seconds before he couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Let me do it for you."
Guan Tang seemed to be peeling the oranges very carefully, but also seemed absent-minded. She tore the orange peel into small pieces one by one, and in the end, her palm could not hold anymore. Mo Chengchuan silently reached out a hand, and Guan Tang put all the orange peels into his palm and continued to peel.
这个季节的橘子还欠些火候，皮又硬又厚，关棠闷不吭声地剥完，掰了一瓣橘子塞进嘴巴里，当即酸得一个激灵。
莫呈川看他龇牙咧嘴的，觉得好笑：“酸吗？”
"Sweet." Guan Tang's face was full of the word "sour" in capital letters, and she even broke off a petal to give to Mo Chengchuan, holding it right next to his mouth: "Try it."
Mo Chengchuan dodged backwards: "I'm not eating."
Guan Tang forcibly stuffed it into his mouth.
Mo Chengchuan: "..."
Guan Tang laughed heartily, and then used his sticky hands, which were covered in orange peel residue, to pinch Mo Chengchuan's almost rigid face, happily saying, "It's not a dream, otherwise I would have been awake from the sourness long ago."
According to Mo Chengchuan's logic, he can never understand Guan Tang's sudden and unexpected ideas, even if they have been together for a long time and are familiar with each other. This person will not always be within his expectations. Guan Tang gives him too many surprises, big and small, at all times.
Mengcheng Chuan's world is very clear and even dull. He can see the end at a glance, and these accidents are just games on his way to the end.
Of course, there are always good and bad sides to everything.
Mo Chengchuan reached out to push away the dirty dog claws: "Dirty, move away."
“Mo Chengchuan!” Guan Tang called his name almost jubilantly, unable to contain her emotions, and said earnestly, “You must remember this smell.”
After speaking, she held Mo Chengchuan's head and leaned down to kiss him.
For a moment, it felt like the wind had picked up again. Mo Chengchuan felt something sweep across his face, causing a slight itch - it was probably Guan Tang's hair, he guessed.
They are kissing, spanning years of time, all past events are gone. Can't remember why we are here, with this person, doing such intimate things... Clearly, there is a sourness between the lips and tongue, can't help but frown upon tasting it, but also feel very pleasant, like tasting a gradually melting candy with the soul, from the inside out, from the past to the future, gradually all immersed in the fragrance of the candy. Sweet.