In my memory, this seems to be the first time An Lan and I cooked dinner together.
She was the chef and I was the assistant, and we had a tacit understanding like a young couple who had lived together for a long time.
I remember that An Lan was not very good at cooking before, but now she not only knows how to cook it, but also does it very well.
Soon, the hot meal was served on the table, and the aroma was overflowing.
There is a warm atmosphere flowing in the room, and just because there is a loved one, the dishes on this table have the taste of love.
An Lan picked up a piece of braised beef and put it into my bowl, then asked me: "Is it delicious?"
After saying that, she stared at me intently, as if expecting something.
I chewed slowly, and a miserable expression gradually appeared on my face.
"What's wrong, isn't it delicious?" Her expectant expression suddenly changed.
After saying that, she quickly picked up another piece and tasted it herself, and then said, "It's not that bad, right?"
"I lied to you, idiot!"
An Lan rolled his eyes at me first, and then laughed.
So I told her with practical actions that the food tonight was very to my liking.
I finished two bowls of rice in one go, and almost all the food on the table was wiped out.
I was really hungry. The past half month in the hospital was too torture. Every day I had hospital meals that were clear and watery, which made me feel nauseous.
After eating and drinking, I burped, which is the greatest respect for a cook.
An Lan is also very satisfied, but she is still very polite in front of me. This is not a pretense of reserve on her part, but something cultivated by her family of origin.
After eating, I took the initiative to wash the dishes. We had a good atmosphere, really like a young couple who had lived together for a long time.
I can even feel that my life after I am truly with her will definitely be better than I imagined.
After dinner, we took a walk in the community. He told me some things about the company in the past half month, and I shared with her what I saw and heard in the hospital.
When we were tired from walking, we found a bench in the community and sat side by side. Even if we didn't have to talk, just sitting quietly like this was a kind of beauty to me.
"An Lan, do you love me?" I asked her suddenly. It seemed like I had never asked her this question before.
Although I know she has expressed her love to me more than once, I have never heard her say the words "I love you" for so long.
"What do you think?" she turned to me and asked.
"I want you to tell me."
"Why?"
"Can't you say it? Or do you not love me that much?"
An Lan frowned and said: "I just feel that these three words are no longer important to us. This is the third year that I have known you. We have experienced too many ups and downs in these three years and I am no longer
It’s the age to talk about love, you are more like a family member to me.”
Although she still didn't say those three words to me, these words were enough to satisfy me.
I quietly moved towards her, then stretched out my hand and put it on her shoulder, and An Lan rested her head on my shoulder.
Night was slowly falling, and the street lights in the community suddenly lit up, reflecting our shadows above our heads, like the shape of a heart.
"Chen Feng, you have known me for so long, what kind of person do you think I am?" An Lan suddenly asked me in a trance.
This seemed to be the first time she asked me this kind of question. It already had a certain position in my mind, so I said without any hesitation: "You are a person who is strong on the outside but soft on the inside. If I don't have close contact with you, I will definitely
I would think that you are a cold, heartless woman who is thousands of miles away from you. But once I get to know you, I will realize that you are actually a very weak woman who needs protection. You have very few friends around you, and you have been alone since childhood. And you
Your courage is actually very small, and you are still very naive."
She laughed, and she smiled beautifully.
I asked her again: "What about me? What kind of person do you think I am?"
"You!" She paused before saying, "You are a carefree man on the outside, but very serious on the inside. You are loyal to your friends and responsible for your work. You are also a person who entertains yourself and humors everyone."
I laughed, patted my thigh and said, "Really? Why didn't I realize that I am who you said I was?"
"Then what do you think of yourself?"
"Well," I pondered for a moment, then said, "I think I'm quite willful sometimes. I have to do whatever I want. I'm also a person who likes to talk too much. When I was in school, I was better at liberal arts, and the teacher
They all asked me to apply for a major in literature. But I chose science or computer programming."
As I said that, I laughed myself, and then continued: "After I graduated, I wrote a particularly good program. A big company came to me and sold it to them. I didn't want to, so I set up a studio for you.
Do you think I am a particularly persistent person?"
An Lan nodded seriously and said: "Just like now, most people don't agree with you setting up a serious disease medical project at this time, but you still insist on it."
"Yes, I have been like this since I was a child. I feel like I just have trouble with myself."
"Actually! I don't think this is a bad thing. You think it's your shortcoming, but in my opinion it's an advantage because many people only dare to think but don't dare to do it. You not only think but also dare to do it. That's it.
I appreciate it very much.”
"Don't talk anymore. The more you talk about me, the more stinky and beautiful I become. It's better not to give me any sweetness. I'm used to being poor and like to suffer a little."
"You! You are just too competitive with yourself. Your life was so unsatisfactory in the first thirty years. Now that your life is better, you should enjoy it."
"Well, I think so. Let me enjoy it now!" With that said, I rushed towards An Lan and pressed her on the bench.
An Lan screamed "Yeah" and said, "You are pressing my hair!"
"I'll give you a kiss, just one kiss will be enough."
"Don't! This is outside and has been seen by others."
I didn't care so much, I just leaned forward and tasted her sweet lips.
In just one moment, I felt like my whole body was electrified, numb from head to toe.
An Lan pushed me up. She looked around nervously, then glanced at me and said, "Don't be like this! Look, there are people around you."
"What are you afraid of? We are all adults."
“There are children there”
I looked in the direction of An Lan's finger, and sure enough there were two children. Fortunately, they probably didn't see us.
I rubbed my nose awkwardly and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I probably didn't see it."
An Lan looked embarrassed, but asked me: "How do you feel?"
"What does it feel like?" I didn't react for a moment.
"Just" she seemed a little unable to speak, so she touched my mouth with her finger.
Only then did I react and said with a smile: "I didn't feel it. Try it again and I'll tell you what it feels like."
She rolled her eyes at me again, then suddenly became serious and said, "Stop making trouble, I want to tell you something."
After calming her down, I stopped making noises. After sitting upright, I asked her, "Tell me, what's the matter?"