Xu Xing didn't expect that Yin Yun's cooking skills were very good, and the food he cooked was decent and presented very well. Looking at the handsome and tall man, she couldn't tell that he was also an expert at housework.
Yin Yun is taciturn and outstanding. No matter how you look at it, he is the kind of man who is aloof and always gives orders. She thought about it and never thought that he could be equated with family affairs.
She took out her mobile phone and secretly took a profile photo of Yin Yun. He felt it and tilted his head. Just as he was about to speak, Xu Xing shouted softly, "Don't move!"
She decisively and quickly took another picture of her face. Yin Yun frowned and said, "Delete."
"No!" Xu Xing edited, saved, and said with a smile, "Yinyun, you are so good-looking, take a few more photos and keep them, it will be pleasing to the eye." [
Her voice was soft and elegant, and there was a touch of mischief on the corners of her lips. Yin Yun had never taken a photo, and no one in the world had a photo of him. If he disappeared, I'm afraid no one would remember him.
"You might as well take a picture of yourself."
"If you say I'm good-looking, I'll be happier." Xu Xing said playfully.
Yin Yun remained silent, and the last dish was served. Xu Xing ran to the kitchen to serve the rice. He made four dishes, one steamed, one fried seaweed, one kelp soup, and fried fish. There was no meat, so he was very spoiled.
For Xu Xing, it is indeed a simple meal.
"It's delicious." Xu Xing praised it without hesitation and even said it was delicious. It was very different from the delicacies made by the chef at home. Those carefully brewed delicacies did not have this home-cooked taste.
Yin Yun just hummed lightly, without any big reaction, and the corners of his lips seemed to curl up.
"Who taught you your cooking skills?"
"Self-taught."
"A genius, how can he do so well even if he is self-study?"
"This has nothing to do with genius. No one will cook for you, and you can't abuse your stomach. You can do it yourself." Yin Yun said calmly.
Xu Xing bit his lip, "When I go home from now on, I will learn from the chef and I will cook it for you."
Yin Yun looked up at her, then lowered his head and said, "I don't want to abuse myself."
"What are you looking down on me?" Xu Xing pouted and kicked him under his feet, "As promised, I will definitely cook for you. I'm so smart and pretty, why is it difficult to learn how to cook?"
Yin Yun thought, learning to cook has nothing to do with being beautiful, right?
Xu Xing's appetite was not big, but he had been hungry for a long time and was very supportive. The two of them ate all four dishes. Except for the seaweed soup, which they didn't drink, the rest were taken care of. Xu Xing felt full after eating.
It feels so supportive.
"I told you not to eat too much, are you full?"
"A bit." Xu Xing looked aggrieved, "Who asked you to make it so delicious?"
Silver Cloud remained silent once again.[
After washing the dishes, Xu Xing asked, "Take me out for a walk and digest."
"good!"
The scenery on the island is extremely beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and camellias everywhere. Xu Xing thought of the Rose Castle in London. The castle was full of roses of all colors. Those were her cousin's favorite flowers, and her cousin-in-law planted them all over the castle.
After living in the castle for a long time, people will be smelling the fragrance of roses.
Romantic and admirable.
Xu Xing said with a faint smile when he talked to Yin Yun, "It would be great if the person I love could do this for me."
"Can romance be a meal?"
"You're too confused."
"Whatever you do after someone is dead will be in vain." His voice was a bit cold and his eyes were low. Xu Xing didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment, and he only felt that he was walking in pain.
She was wearing a pair of five-centimeter high stilettos and walked very hard on the beach. Yin Yun noticed, "Take off your shoes and walk. There is no one on the island all year round. The beach is very clean and will not hurt your feet."
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Xu Xing thought for a moment and took off his shoes. His white and tender feet felt very comfortable on the beach.
"What flowers do you like?" Yin Yun suddenly asked.
"Yellow Rose." Xu Xing smiled faintly, and Yinyun hummed. She smiled and tilted her head, "Yinyun, do you have a girl you like?"
She never asked him if he had a girl he liked.
I don’t know what it would be like for a man like Yin Yun to like someone. Is he also so cold and expressionless?
Yin Yun looked at the white camellias everywhere and said lightly, "A long time ago, a long time ago, I liked a little sister."
"Little sister?" Xu Xing pursed her lips, "How old is she."
"Seven years old."
Xu Xing, "...how old are you?"
"twelve."
"You're so precocious." Xu Xing wiped his sweat, "Child, what kind of feelings do you know?"
But this is not correct. She was very young. When she was very young, she also liked Ye Ningyuan. Until now, after all these years, does she count as a precocious maturer?
"She saved my life. When I was ten years old, I was almost beaten to death by my master. She risked her life to save me. From that day on, I vowed to protect her when I grow up. It's not really love, it's just my only love.
The person I swore to protect died because of someone else." Yin Yun said in a deep voice, "If he hadn't come, she wouldn't have died." [
After Yin Yun finished speaking, Xu Xing didn't say anything. He asked, "You don't want to persuade me? I remember you don't like this kind of thing."
"What am I advising you to do?" Xu Xing said with a smile, "I am not you, I have never experienced your life and death, and I don't know your pain. It is too pretentious to advise you not to take revenge. When is the end of the world for retribution?"
No matter how much we compare our hearts to each other, no matter how intimate we are, no one can understand the pain another person has experienced. She has never experienced hatred and does not know the horror of hatred.
So I don’t want to persuade Yin Yun.
He is a smart and rational person, he knows what he is doing?
She is just his friend, there is no point in talking.
Although she hoped that there would be no war or bloodshed, and that he could forget his hatred and become happy.
Yin Yun looked at her and said nothing. If she knew that the person he was talking about was her sister and the person he wanted to kill was Ye Ningyuan, would she still say that? I'm afraid not.
"Xingxing, do you really like Ye Ningyuan that much?" Yinyun asked. He didn't want Xu Xing to be unhappy, and he didn't want to do anything that would make her sad, but for the promised revenge, for so many years, it was the only reason for him to live.
When he looked at the unrecognizable promise, his hatred grew like crazy...
