In the evening, Mo Jue and Ye Wei returned home. One drove a car and the other rode a heavy motorcycle. When they got home, it was already starry. The two of them had not eaten anything since the morning. At the end of the day, they were very hungry. They just read the novel.
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Ye Wei's stomach protested several times. Mo Jue had no appetite, but he was also hungry. He was always the one who cooked, but tonight when he got home, he just lay on the sofa, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Ye Wei was going to urge him to cook, but Mo Jue said lazily, "What you promised to do two days ago has never been realized."
Ye Meimei paused, but if he didn't say anything, she would have forgotten about it.
"Are you sure I can cook?" Ye Wei said, feeling a little weak. She was used to serving another person, and suddenly she had to change her mind. She couldn't accept it.[
"How will you know if you don't do it?"
Mo Jue had already talked about this, and Ye Wei said nothing more. She entered the kitchen with a very doubtful attitude about her cooking skills. Mo Jue glanced at her and smiled without saying a word.
There were ingredients in the refrigerator. Mo Jue would order fresh ingredients to be delivered early every day, and they were all Ye Wei liked. Ye Wei casually took a look at the refrigerator, and it seemed that it would be no problem to cook a few dishes.
Mo Jue also entered the kitchen at this time. Ye Wei's eyes lit up, thinking that he was here to help. Mo Jue said calmly, "You cook, I'll cook."
He picked the simplest ones, and Ye Wei curled her lips, saying that she had no choice but to do anything with him. It was indeed her promise. She looked at her hands and saw that they were not cooking hands at all. Her only feeling when holding a knife was to kill people.
Shaking her head, Ye Wei brushed away the messy and disharmonious images in her mind and started cooking. She didn't expect that her chopping movements were even more standard than Mo Jue's.
He didn't go out. Fortunately, the kitchen space was large and the two of them didn't seem crowded. He didn't help but watched Ye Wei work.
She cut the shredded radish very smoothly. She held the knife quickly and cut it quickly. Bang bang, after a while, the shredded radish was cut evenly. Ye Wei felt proud this time, her little tail was raised a little.
Kitchen Knife, "My cooking skills are definitely better than yours."
Mo Jue said nothing. This must be true, even though he had never eaten the food cooked by Ye Wei.
Ye Wei regained her confidence now, and then she looked even more energetic and moved quickly. Mo Jue quietly looked at her profile from the side, feeling happy and softer in his heart.
This feeling is like that of an old couple. Mo Jue longs for such a life in his heart, which is peaceful and warm. When the husband comes home after a busy day, his wife will turn on a light and the food in the kitchen will smell fragrant.
This is an opportunity that ordinary men have, but when it comes to him, it is elusive. One day, when he sees it, his heart is so excited that he longs to stay at this moment forever.
If there was a time-stopping machine in the world, Mo Jue thought, he would definitely stop time at this moment at all costs.
After a day of ups and downs, almost drawing guns at each other and fighting each other, they finally calmed down. In this warm fragrance, she still arranged dinner for them with a smile on her face and her spirits were high. Such an opportunity,
It doesn't happen every time. This kind of experience doesn't happen every time. If you make a slight mistake today, he and she will not be in this situation.
Weiwei...
She has never washed her hands and made soup for a person, she is such a proud little woman.
Just thinking of this, Mo Jue's heart felt like it was floating on the waves, ups and downs, excitement, and the warmth in his heart seemed to be the same as the warmth of the food. Under such circumstances, the mafia and the number one terrorist organization were far away.
This is his and her world.
Ye Wei was busy, and after a while, a dish of spicy and sour potato shreds with a fragrant aroma was served. Although it was a home-cooked dish, she made it very unique. In terms of appearance, it was much better than what was sold in restaurants.
The corners of Mo Jue's lips raised even higher. Next, Ye Wei prepared the second dish. She saw Mo Jue at the counter. She thought he was taking up space and kicked him out. Mo Jue didn't move. Ye Wei
I laughed and cursed without forcing it.[
"You're such a weird person. You come in and don't help. What are you just looking at me for?" Fortunately, she has practiced well, otherwise it would be difficult to start cooking when a handsome man stares at her like this.
"You don't understand!" Mo Jue smiled, a rare smile.
Ye Wei shook her head and said while sauteing onions, "It's not that I don't understand, it's that you don't let me understand."
She said it carelessly, but he listened with intention.
Startled.
Is this like this? Mo Jue always thought that Ye Wei was so smart, she should understand what he did and what he expressed, even if he didn't say it, but if he thought about it carefully, what would he do to the No. 1 terrorist organization every time?
She always guessed correctly, never making a mistake, and guessed all his plans and ideas. However, every time he paid attention to her, she was confused. She guessed everything wrong, and she guessed everything wrong.
His intentions were extreme.
He was wondering if he had done something wrong from the beginning? He blamed Ye Wei blindly for not understanding him. He even thought that Ye Wei was deliberately twisting him and thinking that his good intentions were bad.
Heart, she did it on purpose, this is a disguised rejection.
Thinking about it now, maybe he didn't explain it clearly, or maybe she didn't understand it from the beginning, so their misunderstandings became deeper and deeper every time. Should he be more honest? Mo Jue smiled bitterly, what's the use of thinking about this now?
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She has forgotten everything.
Mo Jue looked at the fragrant potato shreds and thought a lot. Maybe it was today's National Day, and he was touched by the intricacies between Mo Ye and Meng Lianying. It seemed that his brother had also thought about something wrong from the beginning, so the ending
When it becomes like this, it hurts others and hurts myself.
Humans are very strange creatures. When harm happens to them, they will unconditionally amplify it and then blame the person who hurt them, no matter who they are.
Mo Ye doesn't understand feelings either. Should he be more balanced? The two brothers are equally stupid, Mo Jue laughed at himself.
He has never been in love, and has rarely had contact with women. Before meeting Ye Wei, he couldn't even tell what men and women were. He regarded people as the same kind of people, regardless of their gender.
He knew that he liked a woman, and his self-esteem was too strong. He never lowered his head to ask anyone for advice. He only relied on his own heart and walked step by step. He didn't want Ye Wei to leave him, so he did everything he could to trap her.
, locked beside him, wanting Ye Wei to put him first, but she cared about so many people, it was like he killed all the people she cared about, one was more important than him, and he killed one or two.
Weighing more than him, he killed two.
In this case, it will be his turn, right?
So he started with one step and followed step by step, leading to today's situation. In fact, if he could put down his arrogant self-esteem and explain clearly to Ye Wei, as long as Ye Wei said, you are different from them, maybe everything would be different.
But will he say it? The answer is yes, no! If he does, he is not Mo Jue. He looked at the busy Ye Wei and thought, maybe there was someone who was going in the wrong direction from the beginning.
But he had never been in love, and he was reticent. No one told him when he was wrong, and Ye Wei never said, Mo Jue, you are wrong, this should not be like this, this should not be like that, and he did not even have a chance to correct it.
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In fact, what he wanted was always very simple.
But because of their complicated backgrounds, this simplicity has become not so simple. What is easiest for ordinary men to obtain, he can only hope for and cannot ask for. But what ordinary men can only hope for and cannot ask for, he can easily obtain.
For example, appearance, wealth, talent, power, everything is beyond the reach of ordinary men in three lifetimes.
Is God really fair, where there are gains and losses? [
He watched Ye Wei thoughtfully and blocked Ye Wei's way. Ye Wei called him several times but Mo Jue didn't hear him. Ye Wei picked up a spatula and tried to hit him on the head. He was threatening, so Mo Jue
Jue reacted quickly this time and quickly came to his senses. When he saw that the spatula was still smelling of fish, Mo Jue had a black line on his head.
"Are you thinking about a beauty? I called you several times but there was no response. Take it out." Ye Wei put one hand on her waist and held a spatula in the other, looking like a queen. Mo Jue felt happy and held her hand.
He kissed her hard on the lips.
Ye Wei blinked her big eyes, wanting to knock him out with a spatula. Mo Jue kissed him several times before giving up and carrying the dishes out. Ye Wei was so skillful that after a while, four dishes and one soup came out.
It's full of color, fragrance, and even greedy insects will come out when you smell it.
Ye Wei felt very accomplished after eating this meal, and said to Mo Jue like a show off, "My craftsmanship is better than yours!"
This is not a boast, it is definitely based on facts.
Mo Jue raised his eyebrows, the old god was there, "You like it?"
"Nonsense, you abused me so much." Ye Wei hummed triumphantly.
Mo Jue was kind and friendly, "Then you will be responsible for the three meals from now on."
"...That's not possible." Ye Wei didn't get carried away. She knew what she was made of. She must have only been hot for three minutes. If she likes cooking today, there is no guarantee that she will like it tomorrow too.
Mo Jue also knew her stuff and didn't say anything. He didn't expect Ye Wei to wash her hands and make soup for him every day like an ordinary woman. Although he wanted to, there was always a gap between reality and dreams.
This meal made Ye Wei very happy, and she seemed to have forgotten what happened today, at least in Mo Jue's view. She didn't take the initiative to mention it, and Mo Jue was a smart person, so he didn't take the initiative to mention it either.
If this matter happened in the past, Mo Jue would have to get to the bottom of it, but now, he is much smarter and the atmosphere is so good. Bringing up such a disappointing thing will ruin his mood.
Mo Jue knew that Ye Wei had many questions in her heart. He thought that he would be very sad tonight, that Ye Wei would not let him go, and that the two of them would return to the era of cold words and start torturing each other again.
He didn't expect such peace, so he cherished it. He didn't know why Ye Wei didn't mention it, she didn't take the initiative to say it, so Mo Jue just let him go.
At the dinner table, both of them picked up the topic, as if there was a tacit understanding, and no one took the initiative to mention what happened today. The atmosphere during this meal was quite harmonious.
Just after dinner, Mo Jue went to clean up the kitchen. Ye Wei didn't go upstairs either and spent a lot of time cooking a pot of fruit tea. Mo Jue looked sideways at her busy work and wondered, what's wrong with her?
I have never seen her so diligent before.
After making fruit tea, Ye Wei looked at the time and came down with her computer. Mo Jue gave her a confused look and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Check the information." Ye Wei replied without even turning her head, drinking the fruit tea she made and typing quickly on the keyboard with her hands.
"If you want to see something, just go upstairs. What are you doing down here?"
"There's something wrong with your teapot, it's too hot." Ye Wei responded and quickly found out their current location on the map. It was in the Caribbean area. She frowned. Who told her that it was in the Atlantic Ocean?
"Mo Jue, are we on the Caribbean Sea or the Atlantic Ocean?"
"Caribbean." Mo Jue didn't hide anything from her and told the truth. Ye Wei nodded. Mo Jue cleaned up the kitchen, washed his hands and came out, curiously approaching, "What are you checking?"
"Weather forecast." Ye Wei responded in a deep voice.
"It's okay to check the weather forecast. You're not going to sea tomorrow, you..." Mo Jue suddenly stopped mid-sentence and checked the weather forecast for the Caribbean Sea. She was clearly worried about Eleven.
The good mood was ruined. Mo Jue was very irritated and wanted to close the lid of the handbag with one hand. He knew that Ye Wei would be very unhappy, but he felt even more unhappy.
"If you want to listen to the forecast, just tune in and listen to the radio. Don't waste a lot of time." Mo Jue said solemnly, because the residents at sea often go out to fish and they pay close attention to the weather forecast.
So there is a channel on the island where you can listen to the radio, but Ye Wei never knew about it.
"Which channel? Wait, no, I found it..." Ye Wei was just about to say hurry up and listen to the radio, when she found the weather forecast for the sea tonight, and when she saw it, her face changed drastically.
Today's weather forecast shows that a Category 11 storm will pass through the Caribbean tonight, and there will be major hurricanes or tornadoes in some areas. Since it has not made landfall, the island is calm and no anti-riot measures have been taken.
Ye Wei was panicking about whether she would meet him on the 11th.
Mo Jue looked at her, feeling uncomfortable. Ye Wei suddenly raised her eyes and asked him, "Will she be caught in a storm?"
The yacht is not big. If it encounters a storm, it will probably capsize...
"It depends on which direction she goes. If she is lucky and goes southeast, she may be fine. She will definitely encounter her in other directions." Mo Jue said coldly. Although his tone was not very nice, he was telling the truth.