It was almost midnight when we returned to our residence in the university town.
After only eating some meat skewers and hot drinks on the way, she opened the door hungrily. In her hand, she had instant noodles bought from the university's convenience store, a dozen eggs and ham. She thought that she must add another meal.
Soothe an empty stomach.
The aroma of the food tempted her nerves, and she went straight to the kitchen without changing her clothes.
The dormitory provided by Jose for the lecturer was fully equipped with daily necessities. In the clean and tidy kitchen, the gray and white flat wall tiles and dark checkered floor looked very elegant. She added a little water to the pot, turned on the gas, and lit the fire.
The quiet environment was soon broken by the sound of hot water sizzling. The Dutch female teacher downstairs who was not sleeping was humming ancient folk songs in the night breeze, her magnetic voice reverberating in the silent night. The open European-style kitchen
The white windows let in the fresh river breeze from outside, bringing with it a moist breath, which relaxed her tired nerves.
She opened the popping lid of the pot, put the noodles in, then took out a transparent bowl, put sliced ham and seasonings in it, and when the noodles were half-cooked, she cracked an egg into the pot, closed the lid, and put
Simmer over low heat for about 2 minutes, then turn off the heat.
She leaned quietly against the window lattice, waiting for the poached eggs to condense in the pot.
Through the dim lights in the night outside, you can see countless white houseboats moored in the nearby port, with tall masts docked one by one. Faint lights shine from the houseboats, but the residents above cannot be seen clearly. There are
The sound of the ship's whistle came from the canal, it was long and dull, making people's thoughts drift away.
Her Kangwei often wakes up late at night to cook noodles for her, who loves to eat late at night, in her 21st-floor home in Beijing.
Using the same method, his deft hands can turn it into the most fragrant delicacy in the world.
At that time, I would always get up from the bed in the bedroom with the floor lamp on, and quietly sneak into the kitchen with the range hood light on.
When he turned around and was busy, he walked over on tiptoes and hugged his broad back from behind.
Normally he would be able to spot her, but he just pretended that he didn't know.
Let her slender arms wrap around his waist, then he would pretend to be shocked and exaggerated, pull her into his arms and hold her, he kissed her lips that were as fragrant as rose petals, across the silky
The pajamas accidentally touched her sensitive areas.
When she couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy with a smile, she would think of running away and circle her around him.
His right hand held her right hand, and he led her to cut ham and green onions together, make noodles together, and beat eggs together. While waiting for the eggs to set, he would rub her ears and gently
Said he loved her.
The night wind was like a singing elf, dancing and singing in front of them. She closed her eyes slightly, feeling extremely happy, that's what it looked like.
Gu Mengmeng was interrupted from her thoughts by the ringtone of her cell phone.
In a daze, the poached eggs were old and no longer sweet. The ringtone outside followed her like a shadow, ringing in the empty night, which sounded unsettling. She didn't bother to pack up the soft noodles and trotted out to answer the phone.
She rarely uses this phone in the Netherlands.
The high cost is one reason, and the other is for his family and him.
Unfortunately, everyone who should have called had reported that they were safe, but there was no news from him.
Looking at the number flashing on the phone screen, she was stunned for a moment.
He Tuan's name flashed and danced on it.
It's so late, is there something very important? Well, Kang---------
Her heartbeat accelerated a hundred times in an instant, her breathing almost stagnated, and she pressed the answer button with trembling fingers.
"I am Mengmeng, He Tuan."
The other party was really He Tuan's unique rich voice, a masculine voice that was incompatible with his mesmerizing peach blossom eyes. At this moment, it sounded a bit dignified.
"Mengmeng, there is something I must inform you."
Gu Mengmeng's fingers suddenly tightened, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat, "What's wrong, He Tuan, is it Kang Wei------"
He Tuan continued her words and said in a heavy voice: "Kangwei——him." He suddenly paused at this point.
Gu Mengmeng clutched her heart, feeling that there was a sharp pain inside her, like a tug, and astringent tears filled her eyes unconsciously, making her feel sore from the tip of her nose to her throat.
"What's wrong with Conway! Is something wrong?"
At this time, Captain He, who rarely called her, and her lover, who had lost contact, spoke in solemn and sad tones.
Everything indicates a possibility.
That's her Conway-----
Not daring to think about it anymore, she tried her best to suppress the surging tide of fear, and said in a trembling voice: "He Tuan, tell me the truth, how is he! Is he injured? Is he disabled? Or -------"
"Kangwei----------" He Tuan struggled to utter three words, but his tone turned up inexplicably, "Here--waiting to talk to you."
“…..”
"Mengmeng, it's me. He Tuan is teasing you. I might have scared you." His gentle, apologetic voice and the sound of He Tuan's footsteps running away with a big smile came to my ears.
She couldn't come back to her senses for a while.
From the thrill and terror of 10,000 meters high to the near-miss of falling into a pile of cotton, in just a few minutes, Gu Mengmeng truly felt the torture of life and death. Just now, she was in hell and could not climb the Wangchuan River.
, the next second, you are in a peach blossom garden where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, listening to the wind and watching the sea, it is like being reborn.
The emotions here were overwhelming, making her eyelashes wet with tears.
He gritted his teeth.
Regardless of the deep attachment and longing for him in my heart.
I clicked the phone button and turned off the phone.
The mobile phone was brought into the kitchen, and soon it started bouncing on the countertop. The ringtone no longer sounded as harsh as before. There was a hint of joy and joy. She touched the mobile phone with her fingers, and her high-hanging heart finally settled safely.