Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute
Chapter 630 - Chapter 630 Chapter 631 Cant Be Without You

Chapter 630: Chapter 631: Can’t Be Without You Chapter 630: Chapter 631: Can’t Be Without You Autumn turned to winter.

Early in the morning, when I opened the door, it was snowing outside.

It wasn’t even December yet, but the snowflakes had already started to fall, inexplicably tightening one’s heart.

“Wow! It’s snowing!”

Behind me, the children, seeing the snowflakes floating down from the sky, were excited to go outside and see.

Su Shu quickly stopped them, insisting they change into thicker clothes before letting them go out.

Once the children had changed and gone out to play, Su Shu turned to make breakfast, and occasionally, the children’s laughter could be heard from outside the window.

She bowed her head to work, occasionally straightening up slightly furrowing her brow.

He should be back by now, shouldn’t he?

It had been over a week since she last contacted Tang Zelin. A whole week during which she had slept poorly every night.

Little Snake King’s body was expedited back to City C by Tang Zelin, using his connections and a refrigerator.

When Su Shu took the refrigerator, her arms trembled, her body swaying.

She brought Little Snake King back into space, and sat staring alone in her room for an entire night.

From their first meeting, where they snapped and chopped at one another, disliking each other, she slowly recalled every scene, unaware of how significant a place it had occupied in her life already.

An accompaniment both as foe and friend had silently seeped into every aspect of her life.

However, Little Snake King, who always openly scorned her while actually caring, would never again raise its proud head to criticize her.

Su Shu touched the cold snake body, feeling a hollow emptiness within her.

Accustomed to departures, she still couldn’t accept such a scene.

She scooped up its favorite well water and washed it thoroughly and cleanly.

She carefully chose its favorite silk cloth to wrap it in, and from the dimensional system, she used the highest Credit Points and a special product to exchange for a box, gently placing it inside, and dug a hole under the Little Peach Tree, where it often coiled, and buried it there.

Was it a coincidence that when Little Snake King was being buried, the last fruit from the Little Peach Tree fell just at that moment, landing right beside it?

At the time, Xiao’ai silently bent down, picked up the peach, and placed it beside it.

Su Shu squatted down and said to Xiao’ai, “Xiao’ai, the peach can’t go inside, it will rot.”

But Xiao’ai insisted on placing it inside.

“It likes it, needs to go inside.”

“If the peach rots, it will dirty Little Snake King.”

“It won’t, it really liked it.”

Su Shu fixed her gaze on Xiao’ai and then back at the Little Snake King in the box.

She had often seen Little Snake King just staring at those peaches, but it never really aimed to get them, even once advising Fox not to eat them.

Maybe Xiao’ai was right, it might have really liked them.

“Then let’s find a clear box, put the peach in it, and then put it inside, okay?”

Xiao’ai nodded, no longer objecting.

Thus, she found a beautiful clear box that was just the right size to fit that last peach, and buried it with Little Snake King.

I wonder if it was an illusion, but without Little Snake King idly coiling up to sleep, the Little Peach Tree in space seemed a bit wilted.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Her train of thought interrupted, Su Shu lifted her head to see Lu Tong standing quietly at the doorway.

“What’s wrong? Is playing in the snow fun?”

The young boy’s face, with delicately arched eyebrows gathering.

“Aunt Su, have you been crying?”

“Not at all!”

Lu Tong pointed to his face, and Su Shu paused, then raised her hand to touch her own face, only then realizing that unknown tears were streaming down her cheeks.

She smiled faintly, wiping away the tears, “Ah, it’s probably the onions, they’re too spicy.”

Lu Tong looked at the potatoes on the chopping board.

Lu Tong: “…”

Su Shu: “…”

“Maybe it’s the smoke from the firewood.”

Lu Tong tilted his head to look at the hearth devoid of any sparks.

Su Shu: “……”