She reached out and hugged him back gently. Both of them were like lonely children, searching for the same soul lacking love in the barren life.
The next two days were Saturday and Sunday. Rong Yuchi did not go to the company and stayed at the hospital.
On this day, the sun was very bright, the wind was gentle and the sun was rising, it was a rare good weather.
Rong Yuchi pushed his wheelchair with both hands and walked slowly on the path paved with colorful cobblestones.
"Ah Chi, stop and take a rest. You have been walking for a long time." Gu Yirong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned his head sideways, his eyes looking particularly dark on his pale face.
"I'm not tired." Rong Yuchi replied in a deep voice.
"But I want to bask in the sun here."
Rong Yuchi stopped silently and obeyed his mother's wishes, letting her control the wheelchair. He walked around in front of her and chose to sit down on a flat and clean stone.
Surrounded by a green meadow, it is extremely well tended, the sun is warm, and the air is pleasant.
"Achi, why hasn't Xiaotong come today?!" Gu Yirong asked in a low voice.
Rong Yuchi raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, his brows furrowed unconsciously, worry hidden in the corners of his eyes and brows, but he tried his best to control his emotions.
Gu Yirong turned to look at him, with understanding in her eyes, and said softly, "Achi, I'm tired and want to go back and take a nap."
"Yeah." Rong Yuchi nodded and pushed the wheelchair back to the ward.
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Hauge Homes.
You Tong is wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen.
Rong Yuchi said that his mother likes to eat fish, especially cod, so she will make steamed cod with mushrooms today.
The protein content in cod meat is higher than that of salmon, but the fat is 1/17 of salmon and 1/7 of hairtail, making it the best choice for people who are sick.
She deliberately got up early and went to the seafood market and chose a big and good cod. Although she spent two hours going back and forth and was exhausted and sweating profusely, she felt it was worth it.
She didn't know why, but she had an inexplicable feeling of intimacy towards Gu Yirong, not just because she was Rong Yuchi's mother, she just wanted to be nice to her out of instinct.
If...if she and Rong Yuchi could get married, then...Gu Yirong would be her mother.
Uh... You Tong, what are you thinking about?!
So shameful!
Her cheeks suddenly felt hot, and she quickly put her thoughts back and focused on the movements of her hands. She couldn't explain why, but there was a faint sadness in her heart.
At this time, she suddenly heard a sound coming from the door. She turned around in surprise and saw Rong Yuchi walking behind her at some point, looking at her with his bright black eyes.
"Aren't you in the hospital?! Why are you here?!" You Tong looked stunned, and the sadness between his brows had not yet dissipated.
Rong Yuchi frowned and raised her little face slightly, "Come when you want."
His sharp eyes stared at her closely, and his fingers brushed the fine hair on her cheek and tucked it behind her ear.
You Tong was made a little uncomfortable by his intimate movements, her heart beat wildly, and she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, I'm helping auntie make cod, just wait a moment."
With that said, she turned around and continued working.
She washed the cod, drained the water, then washed the mushrooms, removed the stems, and cut them into thin slices.
"I'm here to help." Rong Yuchi suddenly said in a deep voice, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands.
"No need, I'll just come." You Tong said subconsciously.
"But I want to do it." He insisted.
You Tong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he was thinking. He must have tried his best to show his filial piety.
"Okay." She nodded with a smile, something strange slipped through her heart. A man who knows how to be filial makes people feel particularly warm. He usually seems unsympathetic and unlucky, but he actually has such a delicate side.
You Tong took another apron and tied it on for him. It was green in color and had cute lambs painted on it. It looked very out of place on his tall body. She couldn't help but want to laugh.
But the man stared back with serious eyes.
She retracted her smile and turned her head, not realizing that a faint blush appeared on the man's handsome face.
"How to do it?!" Rong Yuchi looked down at the pile of things on the countertop and couldn't help but frown.
You Tong taught him while making it, "Take a bowl, add a spoonful of steamed fish soy sauce, then add a spoonful of cooking wine, a little salt, stir evenly to make a sauce."
"Steamed fish with soy sauce?!" He looked around but couldn't find it, "Where is it?!"
"..." She handed it over silently.
"Cooking wine?! Which one is cooking wine?!"
"..." She handed it over again.
"Salt?! This, this!" He finally found the same thing.
"This is candy!" She couldn't laugh or cry.
Rong Yuchi pursed his lips and said nothing, his face slightly pale.
You Tong couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, secretly, it was really... really funny!
She washed and chopped the small peppers and minced the chives, then put the cod on a plate, placed the sliced shiitake mushrooms on the cod, poured the prepared sauce evenly, and put it into the steamer.
After it was done, she wiped her hands and told him, "Steam over high heat for 6 minutes, then turn off the heat, open the lid, sprinkle in chopped red pepper and chopped chives, then close the lid and simmer for 2 minutes."
Rong Yuchi listened to her words and tried to remember them, but why did he feel that these steps were more difficult than a computer program?
"Speak slower!" He interrupted her, with a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face, but his eyes were deliberate, refusing to admit his slowness at all.
You Tong smiled and frowned. At this moment, she felt so happy.
Joy and happiness are so similar, but is happiness the same as happiness?!
The origin and destruction of the relationship, the intensity of the relationship and the lightness of the relationship are beyond people's control. The only thing people can do is to cherish the time when they are destined to meet.
Her fingertips were held by his big hands. His palms were big, thick, and covered with thin calluses. These hands seemed to have a lot of power, making her feel warm.