Suddenly, she was in a trance for a second, and the four words "things are different and people are different" came to her mind...
He walked forward a few steps, stretched out his hand, and tremblingly, Xiaomei pressed the doorbell.
Sure enough, the door opened quickly. Xiaomei thought about it, grabbed the bag on her shoulder, and strode in.
"Girl, you're back!" As soon as Xiaomei entered the main house, Liang Qi, who had been waiting there for a long time, quickly stood up and strode towards her.
"Girl, what's wrong with you these days? You haven't come back to see dad! Hey, girl, I miss you!" When he walked up to Xiaomei, Liang Qi opened his arms and gave her a big hug.
Xiaomei kept her head down, and she didn't come back to her senses until Liang Qi held her in his arms as usual.
Feeling Liang Qi's warm embrace, at that second, Xiaomei's nose suddenly became sore, and her eyes became red.
"Girl, if you don't come back, there won't be anyone to make supper for dad!"
"Girl, I'm hungry!"
"Dad...I'll make curry chicken for you!" Xiaomei tugged at the corners of her lips and smiled reluctantly, holding back her tears.
She quickly changed her shoes, threw her bag on the sofa, then rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen.
Seeing this, Liang Qi's eyes flashed with joy. He responded quickly, then followed Xiaomei and stood quietly at the door, watching Xiaomei put on her apron with her back turned.
"Dad, don't stand here! Look at me, how can I cook!" After sniffing, Xiaomei turned around, lowered her head, and drove Liang Qi out of the door.
"Okay! Xiaomei, move faster, dad, I'm starving!"
After being pushed out of the kitchen by Xiaomei, Liang Qi sat on the sofa in the hall, stretching his neck and looking towards the kitchen. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief until a familiar sound came from inside.
In the kitchen, the moment Liang Qi left, tears fell from Xiaomei's eyes. She was crying while preparing the ingredients for curry chicken.
Finally, when Xiaomei prepared the things and put them into the pot to stew, she stood alone in front of the fire, looking at the stew pot, biting her lip, and crying softly...
Liang Qi, this is the last time I call you "Dad"...
Liang Qi, this is the last time I make you a midnight snack...
Liang Qi, from now on, when I am no longer here, you have to... take good care of yourself...