Dark Moon Era Chapter 306 - How Does It Feel To Like Someone?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"The clothes are loosening gradually and I'm more and more emaciated. Alas, I have no regrets at all. I would rather be distressed than see her that way!"

Boss Huang's exaggerated voice filled the store of Dvesha Moha. He was so loud that even half the street heard him.

Ding Ling and Ding Dong exchanged a gaze before they rolled to the window on the first floor and said loudly, "Boss, are you sure you don't want to eat the porridge we made for you?"

"No, I don't have the mood and appetite. My mind and soul are all about her. I miss her," Boss Huang lamented, pretentiously loud.

"Boss, we are worried about you!" Ding Ling and Ding Dong feigned a sobbing tone while lying down beside the window and whining loudly.

"It is fine. Dying for love is what I wish. I hope my life can be exchanged for a drop of her tears." Boss Huang was already at the entrance of Dvesha Moha, acting like he was going to collapse at any moment.

Mission complete!

Ding Ling and Ding Dong exchanged another gaze before they vanished from the window. They lumbered back to the large coral dining table like a furious gale. The two of them sat side by side and propped their plump cheeks on their hands, fixing their gaze on Higan opposite the table.

Higan chuckled. "Do you speak like this all the time?"

Ding Ling and Ding Dong were so fascinated by her beauty. They rolled their round heads exaggeratedly and said together, "Big Sister, you are so beautiful."

After that, Ding Ling explained in a disgusted look, "We don't usually speak like that but our boss is too shameless."

"Yeah, he wants to show off to the public that he stopped eating, so he forced us to play along," Ding Dong echoed perfectly.

"Yeah, he threatened us with snacks and if we don't say it now, we won't get any, unless…" Ding Ling added but Ding Dong finished her sentence for her seamlessly, "we are as shameless as Little Tang Tang!"

Right after Tang Ling's nickname, the two of them said in unison, "Only then we can beat the boss!"

A series of giggles came from Higan after she heard that.

Little Tang Tang is shameless? Come to think of it. He was really shameless when he delivered the flower to Madam Qing, but isn't he cute?

Ding Ling and Ding Dong were awestruck by Higan's smile. The beautiful girl was so lovely when she smiled wholeheartedly.

"Ding Dong, will we be as beautiful as Big Sister when we grow up?"

"Ding Ling, I think Big Sister now is our future selves."

The two little tangyuans started to fantasize about their future appearance, and it was then that Tang Ling completed his work for the day.

In eight hours, he had refined a total of 11 black iron blanks.

It was the fifth day of his smithing career and he improved the most today. Based on his own thoughts, he was already an entry-level blacksmith, so it was only natural for him to improve and it would only get faster from here on.

Boss Huang gave him a new task of refining 20 blanks a day and he believed he could achieve it the day after tomorrow. Nonetheless, he had no idea whether he was fast or slow in terms of improvement.

Right after Tang Ling walked out of the smithing room, Boss Huang sleazily snuck over and looked at the 11 silver blanks beside the anvil, squinting his eyes.

This kid is really crazy! Even crazier than his old man!

No, no, I can't tell him that, I must make him believe that he is actually an idiot!

"You came?"

Standing in the dining area on the first floor, Tang Ling's face was dirty and his shirt was drenched in his sweat. He always looked like this after he finished his work, but he did not think it was improper to appear to Higan as such.

Higan looked at him with a tilted head. She stood up and wiped his face with her sleeve. When she realized that the dirt on his face could be wiped off, it piqued her interest and she wiped even harder as a smile curled up on her mouth.

Tang Ling did not feel that it was inappropriate for her to do that. He greeted her and poured himself a big glass of water. While he drank the water, Higan was still fussing around him, wiping his face.

As a drop of sweat rolled down from his forehead, she touched it with her finger and tasted it.

It was salty. Higan squinted her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Tang Ling put the glass down and started to nag like an old man, "You can't be doing this, do you know that? I told you yesterday that you can only do it to your father…"

Higan turned around and gave Tang Ling the cold shoulder before she made a funny face at Ding Ling and Ding Dong.

The two plump ladies laughed out loud.

Tang Ling sighed helplessly. He knew his nagging was useless, so he might as well go back to his room for a bath and some fresh clothes to prepare for his outing.

She followed him to his room. Then, she squatted at the door, propped her chin on her hands and sized up his room thoroughly.

"Hmm, why do I feel like Sister Higan is fond of Little Tang Tang?" Ding Ling said while chewing something in her mouth. She looked like a busybody hamster talking to Ding Dong.

"Hmm, I share the same opinion. Sister Higan is a beauty, but her eye for men is bad. How can she fall for our Little Tang Tang?" Ding Dong was also stuffing snacks into her mouth, her cheeks as round as a ball.

"But I also feel that Little Tang Tang likes Sister Higan. Look, he didn't even dodge her when she wiped his face. Hmph, it's improper for men and women to touch each other." Ding Ling squinted her eyes as if she knew every little secret.

"Little Tang Tang? Hoho? Like what I said, if Sister Higan has fallen for him, he should really kneel down and thank the heavens. How dare he not like Sister Higan? Just listen to what he said, your father, your brother, tsk! Ding Ling, would you taste your father's sweat? Disgusting, isn't it?" Ding Dong looked appalled when she talked about Tang Ling.

Ding Ling also retched and said, "Isn't our boss like our father? The thought of tasting his sweat…ugh! Little Tang Tang is trying to influence Sister Higan in the wrong way! He claimed that she can only do that to her father or brother but he's actually hinting at her to only do that to him!"

The two little plump ladies were very good at distorting the facts.

Actually, the reason why Tang Ling allowed Higan to wipe his face was that they were already friends, so it was not much of a concern to him anymore. He used to be this close to Ro Xin, Vian, and Christina, so it was not a big deal.

He would also put his hand over their shoulders and wipe their sweat too. Tang Ling was a stiff and straight guy.

Anyone with common sense knew the two little plumps were talking nonsense, but Higan barely had any common sense. She suddenly appeared at the table when she heard their discussion. "Are you girls telling the truth?" Tang Ling wants me to do that only to him?" she asked solemnly.

Ding Ling sighed. "Sis, I'm more experienced in love and judging people. You really are a beautiful woman with no brains."

Ding Dong also responded like an old hag, "We have seen through the filthy thoughts Little Tang Tang has for you."

"Huh?" Higan blinked curiously.

"Is this love? Is love about liking someone? How does it feel to like someone? Why does Tang Ling have filthy thoughts for me?" Higan's heart was actually similar to any other girl. She was as pure as snow and as blank as paper, but she had frozen this side of her deep in her heart.

Only in front of Tang Ling would she show this rare side of her, but she did not know why. Actually, she did not want to know why hence all she did was follow her heart.

"My, my, the filthy thought is that he likes you too! Be smart, woman!" Ding Ling jumped on the table and put her hands behind her back, acting like she was Higan's life counselor.

"Yeah, based on our rich love experience, it can never be wrong. As for what liking someone feels like…your current feelings for Little Tang Tang is exactly that, you dumb woman!" Ding Dong also leaped onto the table.

"Really?" Higan blinked as thoughts ran in her mind.

Is this how it feels like to like someone?

Then, Boss Huang suddenly appeared at the table and lifted the two little plump ladies by their collars as he bellowed, "Hoho? Rich in love experience, eh? The two of you are like tangyuans. Who did you fall in love with before? With a dumpling? Or a bun? Stop messing around!"

He tossed the two tangyuans aside and spoke to Higan as though he was afraid the situation was not messy enough, "Speaking of love experience, I know a lot more and from what I can tell, Tang Ling is a shy boy. Please take the initiative, Ms. Higan."

"Doesn't everyone call you a pervert?" Higan would never lie. She was really curious why the pervert claimed to have such an extensive love experience.

"Ahem…" Boss Huang almost choked to death.

Ding Ling and Ding Dong were rolling on the floor, laughing out loud.

It was then that Tang Ling came out from his room. He was drying his wet hair with the towel when he saw the strange scene. "What are you guys laughing at?"

"We are laughing at the boss. He's a pervert!" Ding Ling answered in between peals of laughter.

"Oh, he really is." Tang Ling was not overly concerned. Instead, he looked at Higan and said, "I have an hour of free time. Do you want to stay here or do you want to go out with me?"

"I'll go with you," Higan answered eagerly.

"Let's go then." Tang Ling was not as reluctant towards her passion anymore. Maybe it was because her eyes were as big and as googly as his sister's, or maybe she shared a resemblance with his late sister.

Tang Ling's Precise Instinct actually already noticed the obvious features. He instinctively assumed it as the reason why he felt melancholic and kind when he saw Higan. Because of that, her following him seemed to provide him with a faint consolation.

Higan happily followed him.

Right before he walked down the stairs, he paused and took the face cloth out of his pocket.

"Boss, just to make sure, I'm supposed to wear this when I go out, right?" Tang Ling felt it was safer to make things straight before he used it.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, you should!" Boss Huang looked down on him.

"Fine. The face cloth is fine, but why is there a dog on it?" Tang Ling was confused. He did not really care about the image, but the picture of a dog on a face cloth was a little unusual.

"Are you dumb or what? It is a wolf!" Boss Huang strongly believed Tang Ling was an idiot.

Tang Ling blinked several times before he remembered the abstract drawing on the book he had read. Fine, if he says it's a wolf, it's a wolf!

Chapter end