The lights were on outside, and the stars were shining brightly, but the room was completely dark. The thick blackness was oppressive and breathless. Occasionally, white light flashed through the room, and the reflection on the TV screen was reflected on the wall.
Ye Feimo sat in front of the TV and kept pressing the remote control. He didn't know what he wanted to watch, so he pressed it expressionlessly.
He turned the channel so quickly that there was no sound at all.
The light refracted by the TV made his face look hazy and pale. Ye Feimo looked at the TV intently and began to slow down, still pressing it, but this time he waited for the sound to come out before changing the channel.
There was no sound in the house except the sound of the TV.
The familiar busyness was gone, the familiar fragrance was gone, and the familiar people were gone. He suddenly felt that this home was eerily quiet.
It's nine o'clock.
The warmth hadn't returned yet, and his cell phone was next to him and didn't ring.
He remembered that she had not worked overtime recently and would not be on the set. He did not call Cai Xiaojing or Nuan Nuan. He thought Nuan Nuan would call him. If she was busy, she would call him every night.
Tell him to remember to eat and not go hungry. He waits for her call every day and listening to her voice becomes a pleasure.
But now, her voice is gone.
His world seemed to have lost its voice.
It's so late and she hasn't come back yet or called. Does she not plan to come back?
When he thought of this possibility, Ye Feimo couldn't calm down. He pressed the keys very fast, and the screen flashed back and forth, shaking his eyes.
Maybe the phone is out of battery.
He took it over and saw that there were four bars of electricity.
Ye Feimo leaned on the sofa dejectedly. It was really quiet, and it was even quieter with only the sound of the TV.
My stomach hurts a little.
He hadn't eaten anything in the morning. He was in no mood at noon, had no appetite, and didn't eat anything. No one cooked for him at night. His stomach pain got worse. Ye Feimo curled up on the sofa, his head hurt.
Sweat profusely.
He was thinking that that night when his stomach hurt, Wen Nuan bought him medicine, milk tea, and donuts, while happily spending a wonderful night with him. Why is he not here today?
I have a stomachache tonight. Who will come to buy him medicine, who will buy him donuts, and who will buy him milk tea? There is no one left.
It hurts.
Why did he say those bastard words to her? If he hadn't said it, Nuan Nuan might not have left.
Ye Feimo had a severe stomachache, but at the same time he was thinking, if Nuan Nuan left, would he never come back?
She doesn't have to live here either.
Did you stop cooking for him?
He missed her crazily.
The pain was so unbearable that Ye Feimo took out the stomach medicine from his pocket, drank it indiscriminately, and lay on the sofa in a cold sweat.
Stupid girl, you'd better not come back, or see how I deal with you.
Ye Feimo endured the pain in his stomach and cursed at the same time. He obviously didn't seem to have any strength, but he still pretended to be cruel.
"Breakup" was playing on the TV. The sad lyrics made Ye Feimo upset. He picked up the remote control and smashed it at the TV. Maybe because of his stomachache, he didn't hit it accurately, and he knocked down the vase next to the TV.
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Cheng Anya opened the door on the 45th floor. The room was dark. She raised her eyebrows in confusion, why didn't she see anyone?
She walked around the room, wanting to put the food she bought in the refrigerator, but who knew that the refrigerator was empty, with nothing in it, as if no one was living in it. Wasn't Feimo taking care of it with warmth?
She dialed Ye Feimo's phone and was picked up after one ring, "Nuan Nuan, come back and cook quickly!"
The son yelled at her in a very sinister voice.
Cheng Anyamo, "I'm at the apartment, where are you?"
She was wandering upstairs at will when she suddenly discovered the passage. Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows and remembered that Wen Nuan seemed to live on the 44th floor. It turned out that someone had opened up the two floors.
Quite skillful.
"Mom?" Ye Feimo was stunned, as if he didn't expect it to be Cheng Anya. Cheng Anya had already gone downstairs, passed through the bedroom, and came to the living room. Ye Feimo was still lying on the sofa, showing no reaction.
Cheng Anya turned on the light and was shocked. She hurriedly snatched the remote control from his hand and turned off the TV.
"What are you doing? Does your stomach hurt? Go to the hospital." Cheng Anya said solemnly, trying to help him up. Ye Feimo shook his head and refused to go, "Mommy, it's okay, I'm taking medicine."
Cheng Anya felt distressed and angry. When she saw the debris on the ground in front of the TV, she knew that Fei Mo had lost his temper.
"You brat, can't you make me worry free?" Cheng Anya wiped the sweat from his head, ran upstairs to take down the food, put it in the refrigerator, and cooked for him immediately.
Cheng Anya's cooking skills have never been very good, and the food she makes is not very delicious.
But if you make porridge, it is still acceptable.
She cooked seafood porridge for Ye Feimo.
She fried Ye Feimo's favorite asparagus again and brought it out for Ye Feimo to come and eat. Ye Feimo didn't have much appetite. Cheng Anya stared and said, "Come here!"
He walked over expressionlessly and sat down to eat.
"Where's Nuan Nuan?" Cheng Anya asked. They probably had a quarrel and Nuan Nuan wasn't home so late.
Ye Feimo didn't answer, remained silent, lowered his head to drink seafood porridge, Cheng Anya pursed her lips, "A fight?"
It would be fine if there was a quarrel, but it doesn't count as a quarrel.
Strictly speaking, he scolded Wen Nuan and she didn't reply. Now he even hopes that Wen Nuan can come back and scold him well. At least he will feel better.
"Feimo, do you like warmth or not?" Cheng Anya asked.
"I don't know!" Ye Feimo said angrily, while Cheng Anya laughed, "What do you mean you don't know? Just two words for like, three words for dislike. How can you say you don't know?"
"I just don't know!" Ye Feimo said five words, and Cheng Anya was furious.
"Just like you, don't expect any girl to like you. Even if she likes you, who can stand your temper?" Cheng Anya couldn't help but educate him, "Even if you are a well-behaved child, you can get angry. I tell you
You, I have decided that this is my daughter-in-law, you have to chase her home for me, otherwise you will be dead."
The corners of Ye Feimo's lips twitched, "If you like it, you can chase me. Oh, daddy won't let you chase me."
Cheng Anya almost slapped him into the seafood porridge, but because of his stomach discomfort, she spared him temporarily.
