Opening the door, the wind blew a bit cool, but the thin pajamas could not cover the coldness of late autumn. Yang Xiaoyun looked up and naturally looked towards the kitchen. She was originally sleepy, but just such a casual glance made her... Eyes wide open.
The kitchen and the cooking table have all kinds of things, but they are a little messy. There are chopping boards and kitchen knives scattered around, and a vegetable washer placed next to it. There are a lot of vegetables separated inside, and many of them are twisted together. Yang Xiaoyun has no idea at all. If you don't look carefully, the water in the sink is splashing loudly. Standing by the pool is Lan Chu, the man he thinks about day and night.
I saw his sleeves rolled up and he was cutting something with his head down. The pressure cooker behind him was plugged in and was steaming. He put all the cut things on the plate. Only then did Yang Xiaoyun realize that he was cutting something. Potatoes were a vegetable that she had always loved but was unwilling to cut. Even though her movements were a little clumsy, she was very serious.
At this moment, Yang Xiaoyun completely understood that this man, this man who usually didn't even want to step into the kitchen, was actually cooking. For a moment, she felt her throat was sore, and she stood there, leaning on the door, enjoying what was hers. of happiness.
The heat from the pressure cooker came up, and she couldn't even see his back clearly between the two of them.
She wanted to go forward and call him, wanted to go forward and hug him, but... her feet couldn't move. She couldn't bear to destroy this little bit of happiness.
After hesitating for a long time, her feet were numb from standing up. Yang Xiaoyun finally couldn't help but took two steps forward and leaned on the sofa in the living room, which was just in time to isolate herself from the heat of the pressure cooker. This time she could see clearly. The corners of his mouth pursed.
Yang Xiaoyun only felt itching on her cheeks. When she reached out to wipe it, she realized that it was tears. Lan Chu was still chopping vegetables seriously and didn't notice her approach at all. He looked at her for a long time and giggled for a long time. Thinking about it, if he saw her She must be a little embarrassed standing here now! She had no choice but to tiptoe back with a smile.
After getting into bed and lying down again, Yang Xiaoyun curled up, but kept crying. He didn't know whether it was because of happiness or for something else. After struggling for a long time, he slowly fell asleep again.
I don’t know how long it took, Lan Chu came over and called her, asking her to get up and have something to eat. Yang Xiaoyun tried hard to show surprise, but when she opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were filled with smiles and she dressed casually. He put on his pajamas, leaned on the bed, and took the soup from Lan Chu. It was chicken soup, the oil had been removed, and it was dry enough to eat. Yang Xiaoyun looked at Lan Chu, then at the bowl of soup, in a daze.
Lan Chu felt a little uncomfortable when she saw him: "You pay for this soup first, how does it taste?"
Yang Xiaoyun asked: "Why are you back so late? This soup..."
Lan Chu thought for a while and said, "You drink first and then I'll talk."
She took a sip and found out that there was too much cordyceps in the soup and it was slightly bitter. She drank it up one gulp after another: "Is there any more?"
"Also, I'll go get it."
Lan Chu brought up another bowl of soup. Because it was hot, she stood aside and blew it gently. She watched him do such a thing, so clumsily, which only made her feel tight, as if she was hurting somewhere. It hurt. He blew the soup to cool it down and then gave it to her, but she didn't answer: "Chu, will you do this to me forever!"
He raised his head and stared at her. Yang Xiaoyun said again: "Chu, I'm so scared. I'm so scared these days since you left. I always feel that you will never come back. You don't want me anymore."
Yang Xiaoyun started to cry as he spoke. He choked up at first and finally broke down in tears.
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ps: "Friends, Yue needs you!"
Dear friends, if you can continue watching "Pillow", I believe that you must be a friend who is relatively mature mentally and has a relatively calm personality. This is exactly the case. "Pillow" is almost a month old.
I'm embarrassed to ask you for tickets again, but...but...
Yue, like many of you, is also a poor office worker. He can only write articles after work. Although he is often busy until one or two o'clock due to lack of writing, no matter how tired or late, Yue never makes a mistake.
After two updates, Yue also did it!
In fact, Yue also wants to be calm! It’s just... 55555555!
After all, Yue is also a human being! (Embarrassing...) No matter how indifferent she is, she still has convulsions! When I am in a bad mood, I really feel like crying...
After all, when Yue also wants to bring happiness to her friends, friends can also make Yue Xiao happy!
But...but...you all don't give me recommendations or collections!
Let me tell you! Without your motivation, Yue Ba Cheng would be "dying"! Hehe... Of course, it is not the "dying" you imagined! ^_^
A moment later...
A certain month turned back, hid in the corner and said in a low voice: "Friend, if you like it, then you can push it and save it! Can you make the moon smile too!" Float away, smash the bricks, wait!*
(^_^)*
Finally, I would like to sincerely thank all the friends who have provided support and encouragement to Yuehe and "Pillow". Yuehe will work hard and will work hard! Thank you!
(Special statement: This is the last time I ask for votes for this article! Hehe...)