He didn't want to go back to his room to sleep, and he didn't want to roll over on the big bed alone. He wanted to hug Liu Xiaoya and hold her warm body, but now he no longer has that right!
Thinking that she was downstairs, sleeping quietly in her former room, and thinking of the passionate entanglement between him and her in that room, his heart was filled with passion, and he wished he could rush down and hug her right away!
However, he also thought about all the torture and pain he had brought to her in that room, and his heart couldn't stop clenching. His steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he could no longer lift them up!
Ling Aotian smoked, looked at the darkness of the night, felt the coldness of winter, and thought about his beloved woman. The white fish belly appeared in the east, and the sky gradually became brighter.
He stood by the window all night long!
When Liu Xiaoya got up, she saw Ling Aotian making porridge. She walked in and opened the refrigerator to see that there was nothing except a few bags of milk.
Her heart ached again, and she turned to look at Ling Aotian's expressionless face, feeling that he seemed more haggard overnight. Her eyes gradually became moist, and she wanted to cry.
Ling Aotian said: "I'll go out to buy groceries later."
He never looked at her. He originally wanted to take Liu Xiaoya out to eat, but he couldn't buy food so early, but he knew that Liu Xiaoya would not go out to eat with him, so he came down and cooked porridge.
Liu Xiaoya said nothing and opened the lid of the kimchi jar. Fortunately, there were still kimchi. She grabbed some, cut them, and lit the fire to stir-fry the kimchi.
The two of them finished breakfast quietly without saying a word from beginning to end. It wasn't until Liu Xiaoya took the bowl and walked to the kitchen that Ling Aocai said: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
Liu Xiaoya wanted to say: "I'm leaving soon." But he didn't say it after all. He paused and said: "Whatever!"
Ling Aotian went out, Liu Xiaoya put away the pots and dishes, and cleaned everywhere. Only then did she understand what Fang Shaoyun said last night: "Fortunately, we came at night. If we came during the day, I would have left."
It means "wrong door".
Everywhere was dirty and messy. Compared with before, the difference was really huge, but she saw that the door of her room was much cleaner than other places, and it had obviously been cleaned. She looked at the door blankly, no.
I know why he only washes this door.
After cleaning the downstairs, she went upstairs again, cleaned all the rooms, and walked into Ling Aotian's room. She stayed there for a while, and the things that had happened in this room once again came together in her mind.
She gathered together the clothes and pants that Ling Aotian had changed, and took off the sheets and quilt cover. Remembering that Ling Aotian stuffed things under the bed last night, she thought about it, picked up his pants and rummaged through them for a while, but she didn't find a pair of underwear.
-pants.
Her face turned a little red, and she reached under the bed and took out what he had hidden. It turned out to be a few pairs of underwear.
Liu Xiaoya carried all these things and took them to the laundry room to wash them.
While washing, she thought about Ling Aotian at home alone. She felt so pitiful for him. He didn't have enough to eat, didn't wear warm clothes, and didn't even have anyone to talk to!
As she thought about it, her eyes began to become moist again.
Ling Aotian bought a lot of chicken, duck, fish and other meat, vegetarian, raw and cooked food, and moved them to the kitchen one after another.
Seeing that everything was clean and tidy, he knew that it was Liu Xiaoya's work, and he couldn't explain how he felt. It was sad and uncomfortable.