"Ximen Longting, at this time, don't worry about the world being in chaos." Jing Jiaren glanced behind her, now somewhat eager to see Jing's father.
As long as he lived well, she was comforted.
"Eat vegetables!" Ximen Longting put vegetables on her plate again.
"Why don't you eat?" She suddenly realized that she was the one eating all the time.
Ximen Longting looked at her deeply: "It's rare that you like to eat. I like to see you have a good appetite."
"What's there to see?"
"I want to take a look a few more times, okay?"
"Okay, I'm just afraid that if you keep looking at it from now on, you'll get tired of it."
Ximen Longting stirred the coffee without saying a word, with deep thoughts in his eyes.
Jing Jiaren's heart felt heavy, and when the topic of the future came up, he became very silent.
Could it be that her condition scared him?
Antibiotics can only last half a month——
"You don't want to realize all my wishes at once in these half a month, do you?"
"I will do whatever I can for you."
Jing Jiaren's fingers tightened.
"Eat more." He was picking up vegetables for her again.
Jing Jiaren really misses Jing’s father’s cooking. It tastes like her childhood, and many memories remain vivid in her mind.
Finally full, she could hold on a little longer.
Ximen Longting then picked up his chopsticks and ate what Jing Jiaren had just eaten: "If you like it, I will learn these flavors in the future."
"You can cook just by eating?"
"It's okay to let him teach you!"
"Then it's better to take him back..."
"Not yet."
"Well, I know, the situation is too dangerous now, not to mention he doesn't know me yet." Jing Jiaren smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Actually, you don't need to learn, if you learn it, it will be like your father... You don't want to
When I eat your cooking, what comes to mind is my childhood memories, right? I don’t mind if you can make it taste like my husband.”
The smell of my husband...
Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes: "I'm jealous that he had your entire childhood and watched you grow up."
Jing Jiaren almost choked on the juice.
"I have no chance to participate in your past. I hope it's just me in your future!"
"..."
"If I were the man who spent the most time with you."
"Okay..." Jing Jiaren smiled and narrowed her eyes.
"And now, I spend the least time with you!" He stared at her sinisterly, "Even worse than a dwarf!"
Jing’s father has been with her for more than 20 years, that’s enough;
Leng Aofeng had been with her for more than five years from high school to college, which was enough;
SUN has been with her for 3 years, that's enough;
And he only stayed with her for less than a year, during which she was still on the run.
…
Footsteps.
Wilson brought Jing's father from the corridor of the kitchen passage. A few years later, Jing's father had become much older, more silent and depressed.
It seems that he is not living a happy life...
Jing Jiaren suppressed the urge to run over and looked at him deeply——
Now, to Jing's father, she is just a stranger whom he has never met.
Stirring the coffee cup with his slender fingers, Ximen Longting asked: "How is Mr. Jing doing lately?"
"Okay." Father Jing nodded without saying much.
"Is this store a happy business?"
"good."
"If you have any needs, please ask."
"good."
Indifferently and unconcernedly, his eyes didn't even glance at Ximen Longting, let alone Jing Jiaren.
Ximen Longting put down the small silver spoon and smiled dangerously: "I know you hate me very much."