Chapter 753 My Snacks And My Happiness


    Looking towards the door, Adams saw his daughter approaching, apanied by a tall man. He


    thought the man was the courier who came to help, but he felt that something wasn''t right.


    As the two drew nearer, Adams noticed that the man dressed quite decently.


    "Were these all sent by Lydia?" He nced at the packages in front of them, and finally looked at


    Tim. "Mimi, who is this?"


    Tim looked at him without saying a word.


    "Dad, he is my...friend." Michelle almost blurted out that he was her fan. After hesitating for a while,


    she finally said that he was a friend.


    Adam looked at both of them suspiciously when he noticed Michelle''s hesitation. "Well then,e


    in and have a seat," he said with a smile.


    "My name is Tim Shen," the man said with a respectful nod. Looking around, he was a little


    surprised. He didn''t expect that he would enter Michelle''s house as soon as he moved in this


    neighborhood.


    Meanwhile, ine was cooking in the kitchen. She went to them as soon as she heard theme


    in. The first thing she saw was the tall man sitting quietly on the sofa.


    With a smirk, she discreetly winked at Adams. He immediately understood and went to the kitchen.


    "Who is the young man outside? A friend of Mimi''s?" she asked curiously.


    "Tim Shen, Mimi''s friend, is our new neighbor. Baylor rented the house to him," Adams answered.


    "Mimi went to get the packages just now. Lydia sent a lot of snacks. It''s good that Tim was there to


    help her."


    "Lydia sure is a sweet girl! She sends Mimi snacks every year." ine smiled.


    She nudged her husband with her elbow and looked outside. "Do you think the coat on him looks


    familiar?" she said, shifting the topic to Tim.


    "Familiar? What do you mean?" Adams looked towards the living room and saw Tim bending down


    to unwrap a package. His daughter was squatting next to him, her body blocked from view. Adams


    could only see her taking out the items from the box.


    "It''s a little bit familiar indeed," he mumbled.


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    "It''s the one that Mimi insisted on washing herself." "Our daughter is secretly in love with someone,"


    ine said with a look of relief on her face.


    Seeing that his daughter was about to be taken away from them soon, Adams seemed a bit


    unhappy. "I don''t know about that."


    "It must be so. Don''t you notice that her mood swings recently? Maybe their rtionship is not


    stable yet, but why didn''t she tell us?" ine grumbled. "Forget it. If she doesn''t want to tell us, we


    can pretend that we don''t know anything."


    "I will pay more attention to it from now on," Adams said seriously.


    "That''s right. We should pay more attention to his character. We should ask him to have dinner with


    us more often in the future. After all, he''s our new neighbor."


    ine had always been hospitable, so she kept Tim for lunch and cooked two more dishes.


    The dishes on the table were appetizing. Like the sunshine, the kind-hearted and weing family


    softened Tim''s cold heart. At first, it was only Michelle, but now it was also her family who cracked


    the wall of ice surrounding his heart.


    Tim picked up some bacon and garlic sprouts and put them in his mouth. It was as if the nostalgic


    taste transported him back to the days of his childhood.


    His family was poor, utterly destitute. One day, his mother cooked fried bacon with garlic sprouts.


    He eagerly grabbed a piece with his hand. His mother, whose face he had long faded from his


    memory, stopped him. She told the young Tim that it was for a guest.


    Thanks to the arrival of the guest, he knew how bacon smelled and tasted.


    It was the only memory he had of his parents. Other than that, he remembered that there was a tree


    at the door of their house. On the opposite side were rolling mountains.


    He couldn''t remember anything else about their home.


    The next memory he had was when a man took him away and brought him to a training camp. They


    trained him day and night. When the knife in his hand was stained with bright red blood, he began


    to carry out tasks and make money for the man who had taken him away.


    Then he realized that he didn''t want to be a tool for this man, so he escaped and changed his


    identity.


    In the past few years, Tim had eaten fried bacon with garlic sprouts many times. However, all of


    them were not as delicious as the dish in front of him. Perhaps it was because he was not alone.


    Now he had people to share it with.


    They were neither businessmen who ttered him nor women who wanted to hook up with him.


    They were like a family, happily eating lunch and talking with one another.


    Noticing that Tim was lost in thought, ine asked him, "I hope you like the bacon and garlic


    sprouts that I cooked. Is it overcooked or perhaps too salty for you?"


    Michelle shook her head and picked up some to eat with relish. "No, it''s as delicious as before."


    "Then..." ine looked at Tim.


    "Yummy." Tim finally came to his senses, and a faint smile appeared on his face.


    Although it was very subtle and fleeting, Michelle saw it.


    "You smiled! So you can smile, after all. I thought you couldn''t," she eximed with delight.


    The corners of his mouth tightened. Tim felt a little embarrassed that someone noticed it.


    Of course, he could smile. It''s just that he didn''t want to.


    For so long, there was nothing that could make him happy. As time went by, it was as if he had


    totally forgotten how to smile.


    "That''s good. You can eat more if you like," ine said happily.


    "The food that my mother cooks is always delicious. If you like the fried bacon with garlic sprouts,


    it''s all yours." Michelle moved the te in front of Tim. "Well, can you give me your braised


    meatball?"


    "Don''t be impolite to the guest," ine said to her.


    Adams ate quietly. Out of the corner of his eye, he was paying attention to Tim''s every move.


    While eating quietly, Tim picked up his meatball and put it into Michelle''s bowl. He really did like the


    bacon and garlic sprouts very much as he finished the whole te.


    Before Tim left, Michelle took out many snacks from a parcel and threw them into his arms. There


    were nuts, dried pork slices, dried fruit, milk candies, chips and so on.


    Some of them dropped to the floor in front of him.


    Michelle bent down to get them and put them back into his arms.


    At noon, the sun was quite pleasant. The heat that it gave off was just right. It shone beautifully on


    Michelle''s delicate face. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved. Her eyes looked like two shining


    lakes against the noonday sun.


    It was warm and peaceful outside.


    "I''ll share my snacks and my happiness with you," Michelle whispered in a sweet voice.


    Tim held onto the pile of snacks as if holding onto treasures.