"Open it." Yan Yeyi looked at me and motioned for me to open it.
What could it be? A blue diamond ring? He wants to propose to me? I suddenly became shamefully vain and had the thought of strangling myself.
I rolled my eyes at him and opened the silver lid
"Seafood porridge!" I opened my eyes wide in disbelief, looking at the fragrant hot porridge in the porcelain bowl in front of me. In the light porridge, there were also red shrimps, ginger grains, and chopped green onions... Isn't this me?
My favorite porridge in history!
"Try it" Yan Ye is like a housewife eager to get her husband's approval. She looks at me with round eyes and can't wait for me to try it.
"Okay" I felt relaxed all of a sudden and happily took a small sip.
"Is it delicious?" Yan Ye's eyes lit up. He had never seen him look like this before.
"Well, is it packaged at the store at the intersection of my house?" Aren't you just going to package it for me? There's no need to be so excited!
When I was happily waiting for Yan Yeyi's compliments, his face suddenly darkened, as if I had said something wrong to make him angry.
Haven't you been fine all morning? Why are you so angry? Could it be the porridge he made? Impossible. This is the taste I grew up eating.
What a childish temper, I didn't bother to pay attention to him and ate without caring about his image.
After all, I am a girl. After breakfast, Yan Yeyi walked back to the living room to watch TV, so I had to go back to being a dishwasher.
The running water washed my hands, and the shining ring was on my middle finger. It felt very nice! It was like a home. I also briefly did some cleaning, feeding the goldfish, and changing the water for the flowers.
feel very happy
I wiped my sweat and sat next to Yan Yeyi. Yan Yeyi was chewing an apple and watching TV, ignoring me all the time.
"After Yan Yeyi and Yin Beisha broke off their engagement, will he and Yan Tengyi..." I was watching the report about him on the LCD TV. When I heard that name, Yan Yeyi still looked resentful and indifferent, "Pa"
Turn off the TV
The entire living room fell silent, except for the rustling sound of the oxygenator bubbling in the fish tank.
Yan Ye looked at the black screen and couldn't let go of his strong anger for a long time.
I bit my lip. I didn't know how to comfort him. I could only lean on his shoulder in distress.
I took his hand with a scar across it. On that white wrist, there was a clearly visible scar that stung my heart. That scene always reminded me to protect his fragility.