Han Jue drank too much wine and fell into a deep sleep. The high temperature in his body made me feel very comfortable. I closed my eyes and ignored all this.
"Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang..."
Who is shouting that eager whisper? It’s as terrifying as a soul!
I woke up with a start, raised my eyes, and saw Han Jue. One of his hands was running along my hair, and he was half leaning on the head of the bed. He was awake and wondering what he was thinking about.
Seen from this angle under the moonlight, half of Han Jue's usually sunny face was in darkness, making it difficult for me to see his expression clearly. I just felt that Han Jue looked so old, definitely not like an ordinary twenty-year-old.
A 20-year-old boy! Although he had always been mature and elegant when we first met him, his skin was too good to be true. Now... he feels so stressed!
I wonder if I might be the last straw that breaks Han Jue’s back!
No, I won't, I won't do such a selfish thing.
I'm not great, but I really love him.
I am a very single-minded person, whatever I like is that!
I know that Lu Li is rich, handsome and capable, and he is a very good date, but unfortunately, I don't like him.
Not everyone likes the best. No, in fact, most people are just like Ye Gong. The best is far inferior to the one that suits them best.
I closed my eyes. On such a night, my thoughts can be revealed from every hair on my body. I understand that hair has no touch, but I always feel that Han Jue's hands are slowly knowing from my hair.
What!
"Zhuangzhuang, what do you want to do after you drop out of school?" Sure enough, Han Jue knew that I was awake. Although he didn't look at me, he did talk to me.
How wise this man is!
I have no idea.
After having a child, going to school is indeed a luxury. Thinking about it this way, it feels like it is really not the right time for me to get pregnant.
Shaking my head, I haven't thought about it yet.
"Would you like to stay at Uncle Bei's place and wait for me for a while?" Han Jue's voice was still so dismissive, but there was also a sense of determination that required people's consent.
I frowned, Uncle Bei, I don’t like him very much?! Live with him?! I don’t want to!
Han Jue didn't get my nod. He looked back and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
I looked at him and made eye contact, but neither of us knew the mysterious brainwave communication technique.
So, I decided to write.
"I still live in the same place!" I hate living under someone else's roof.
Han Jue shook his head: "I'm not worried. Zhuangzhuang, I'm afraid..." He didn't continue to say the next words.
I know that he is afraid that things in this world are unpredictable and he is powerless. If he goes to jail, he will have nothing to do if anything happens to me?!
I thought about it for a long time and wrote: "I live at his place and I also want to go out."
No one can take care of someone for a lifetime, and as long as others are scheming, no one can guarantee safety every minute.
Han Jue's fingers held my shoulders tightly, and I felt a little pain.
But this pain was only given by Han Jue, so I endured it.
Seven days, I don't know if we really only have seven days.
But Lu Li is not a person who likes to talk big. What Han Jue meant today was a bit like explaining my safety after being imprisoned.
I have never been able to plan my life for too long. Living has always been just one day at a time.
If I only have seven days, I want to be the most perfect wife for seven days.
I want to leave the best things to Han Jue so that he will never forget me.
Even if we are not together, I hope there will never be a place for a second woman in his heart.
Although, this kind of me is a bit selfish in the eyes of ordinary people!
But, this is me!
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When I woke up early in the morning, Han Jue was still sleeping because he was drunk and woke up at night.
What would a perfect wife do?
You have to get up and make breakfast for Han Jue first, right?
I got up and was in the kitchen, tinkering with my best thing.
I'm not a big fan of mixed rice porridge. I don't know why, but I always feel that something that's neither salty nor bland is suitable for my appetite.
So I chose to make soy milk and egg pancakes.
Add three eggs and a little flour. After the weight is inverted, the texture is very different. It is a doughy pancake, which needs to be stirred up before the oil can be added.
Then, I made spicy paste soup, soft tofu, fresh shrimps, minced pork, fenugreek and coriander, my special secret treasure, super delicious.
The aroma is compelling.
Someone knocked on the door and opened it. It was a young man I had never seen before. He shouted honestly: "Sister Zhuang, it smells so good..." while sucking saliva and looking around.
I suddenly thought, wow, there are a bunch of people over there?! I don’t even remember them.
I forget, they remember.
It's only about eight o'clock in the morning now, and these drunkards are shaking their bodies and looking for food.
I also made a bowl of egg rice, two side dishes and a bowl of vegetable soup.
Finally, Master Han Jue also ran out in a daze to ask for something to eat.
"Honey, you got up so early!" Even though he was confused, Han Jue's sweet words were still so touching.
I smiled and motioned for him to sit down and wait.
Then Han Jue’s unique breakfast was served.
A few pieces of beautiful egg cakes, a big bowl of spicy soup, plus a portion of egg rice and two or three side dishes.
"Wow, Sister Zhuang, you are too partial. Too much!"
A group of teenagers all went crazy, staring at Han Jue's delicious food with green eyes.
Han Jue was not generous at all at this moment. He was enjoying himself while eating: "Go, wait until you find a wife and then make some delicious food."
After a while, the young man named Li Liushang also squeezed over. He was cool and silent, sitting at the table, as if waiting for breakfast to fall from the sky. The other children served it in their own kitchens.
I want to laugh. Under that young man's cool appearance, there may be a kind of shyness that cannot be wiped off his face. Although he asked Han Jue to accompany him to jail, it can be seen that Han Jue really values him and likes him.
At another time, I would have definitely ignored him and let him sit there until he was petrified and see if a pie from the sky could hit his cool head. But today, I really want to treat everyone.
All are better.
Everyone who likes Han Jue is my friend.
My love for the house has reached such an extent that I feel like I am really old.
He gave Liliu Shang his own breakfast, which was the same as Han Jue's. It was rare that the children didn't make a fuss. They probably thought he was in a bad mood recently, and everyone looked at him a little.
Li Liushang didn't say anything, he just started eating.
I saw that there was still some egg rice, so I filled up the soup and sat next to Han Jue to eat it.
Someone laughed: "Alas, why does Sister Zhuang want Master Jue and Zhang to skip the couple's meal!"
I laughed……
What fun at the dinner table!
But this joy belongs to the teenagers, not to me!
There is a ball of ice in my heart that cannot be melted away. I can only ignore it.
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