Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Coming to See You (Fourth Update)

"Xiao Yue." Mo Siyu’s voice rang out from outside the door. In the quiet night, his voice was like a cello, calm, gentle, and steady. As if upon hearing his voice, all fears and unease dissipated in an instant.

Tang Yue’s previous nervousness faded away the moment she heard his voice, her smile brightening her face instantaneously. She put down her paintbrush and, light as a butterfly, fluttered to the door.

Under the moonlight, Mo Siyu’s tall figure stood there, the soft moonbeams casting over him. Though his face was not clear, one could feel his smile.

"You’re here," Tang Yue said excitedly as she threw herself at Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu spread his arms and caught her firmly, her tender warmth easing the hardships of his travel, which evaporated like smoke.

"I’ve missed you." Mo Siyu hugged her tightly. He had planned to come last night, but something came up unexpectedly and he couldn’t make it.

After finishing work early today, he hurried over from the fleet as soon as he could.

"Heehee~" Tang Yue looked up at him and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No." Mo Siyu pressed his forehead against hers, rubbing noses with her, and said, "I want to eat you."

Tang Yue blushed, pushed him away, and scurried to the kitchen. She started a fire, boiled water for noodles, her movements practicing and skilled.

Mo Siyu stood behind her and stepped forward to help.

Tang Yue shooed him away, saying, "You’re better off not helping."

"No." Mo Siyu didn’t leave. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her from behind, his cheek resting against her face.

Tang Yue gave a resigned sigh and said, "Uncle Mo, have you no shame?"

"No need for that," Mo Siyu responded without hesitation. What was the need for shame in front of his future wife?

"Pfft~"

Tang Yue didn’t expect such a forthright answer. She let him hold her as she went on with her cooking—lifting noodles, frying eggs. Mo Siyu simply held her, even standing in front of her while she fried the eggs, worried about the oil splattering on her.

"Here, the noodles are ready. Try them." Tang Yue, concerned that Mo Siyu might not have enough, deliberately made an extra portion, just in case he was still hungry.

"It smells delicious." Mo Siyu took a deep breath. This was the first time Tang Yue made noodles for him right in front of him.

The noodles were simple, not overly seasoned, but the aroma of the eggs and noodles with a sprinkle of green onions on top was enticing.

Mo Siyu ate heartily, praising her as he went, "Delicious."

"Uncle Mo, I just used some oil, salt, and soy sauce. Is it really that tasty?" Tang Yue rested her chin in her hand, her smile beaming as she watched him gobble down the food. She reminded him, "Don’t eat so fast. No one’s competing with you."

Mo Siyu didn’t reply until he had finished up all the noodles, then he said with satisfaction, "Xiao Yue, if I could eat a bowl of noodles made by you every day, I’d die happy."

These were the best noodles he had ever had in his life, bar none.

Tang Yue rolled her eyes at him and said, "You’re easily contented."

"Because you made them," Mo Siyu replied, looking deeply at her before he walked into the kitchen with the dishes.

While Tang Yue offered to wash up, Mo Siyu refused solemnly, saying that her hands should be well taken care of and not sullied by grease.

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