Since she was a child, she has liked to eat noodles only and does not like extra side dishes.
It was Wu Jiang who was afraid that she would not get enough nutrition and forced her to eat vegetables. She relied on him to love her, so she always gave him all the vegetables or threw them away.
Later, Wu Jiang had no choice but to ask the kitchen to thicken the soup when cooking noodles for her, so that she could absorb nutrients from the noodle soup.
…
Wu Jiang stared at the food in the bowl without moving his mouth, while Wen Xi on the side ate it with relish, always with a smile on his face.
"Why?!"
Wu Jiang asked the first question since the two met again. It was a question that came out of the blue and made no sense.
Wen Xi was completely stunned, his hands were so trembling that he could hardly hold the bowl.
Afraid of breaking the noodles he cooked, Wen Xi hurriedly put the bowl aside on the ground, lowered his head, his long hair fell down, and he looked particularly flustered.
"..."
Wu Jiang looked at her silently, locking her panicked look in his eyes.
"I...by the way, I have something for you." Wen Xi hurriedly reached into his pockets to search, finally untied his coat, took out a beautiful little book from the lining pocket of the coat, and handed it to
Wu Jiang, "Give it to you, Brother Jiang."
Wu Jiang put down the bowl and opened the book. On the first page, there was a stem of dried rose flowers.
"Every winter, I pick a few of the most beautiful roses and make them into dried flowers." Wen Xi came up to him and turned the pages for him, "Do they look good? They come in all colors. These beads are
I almost can't keep the yellow roses alive in winter..."
This is what she wants to show Wu Jiang.
After he left, she guarded the rose garden. She wanted him to know that she was not lazy. She had been working hard to take care of it. These dried flowers that gradually faded in color were the best proof.
"How long were you and Wenchi before I broke up that year?!"
Wu Jiang interrupted her.
He clearly told himself that it was all in the past and he didn't care at all.
But he didn't know why, the more he came into contact with her, the more he wanted to ask, the more he wanted to know why.
…
Wen Xi's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of pain, as if he would shed tears at any time, "Can I not ask?"
She didn't want to think about that night.
On the worst night of her life, her virginity was given to Wenchi, and Wu Jiang... walked away.
"Whatever you want."
Wu Jiang closed the small book in his hand and gave it back to her, his tone was very flat, as if he was asking her what the weather would be like tomorrow, and it didn't matter if she couldn't answer.
He acted unconcerned.
Only a flash of pain flashed across his lowered eyes, so faint that there was no trace.
…
"It doesn't matter how long it takes." Wen Xi said it with some difficulty, "I...I don't know what I was thinking at the time. I couldn't figure out...whether it was love between us? So?
I……"
"So you found Wenchi?"
Wu Jiang continued for her.
Wen Xi trembled all over and couldn't speak anymore. She sat next to him and hugged her knees tightly.
…
Wu Jiang lowered his head and stared at her trembling face, was he repenting?
Is it too false to think of repenting now after all these years?
No wonder he asked him so many questions about love or not. It turns out that little girls are always thinking about these things...
"I see."
Wu Jiang said without emotion, stood up from the tent entrance and walked towards the sports car. As he walked in front of her, his hand was grabbed by her.