After finishing the meal, Shen Wangjin packed up the dishes and took them into the kitchen. He wanted to just put the dishes into the sink, but the moment he put them down, he accidentally turned on the faucet and started cleaning the dishes.
He hadn't done anything like this in many years, but he washed the dishes one by one in a calm and natural manner.
Zhuang Yibo heard the sound and when he walked into the kitchen, he had already rinsed the remaining bowls.
"You..." She couldn't help but pause, walked to him and watched him washing the dishes, then she laughed and said, "It's quite clean."
As she spoke, she took the dishcloth and prepared to dry all the dishes he had washed, but the next moment, Shen Wangjin stretched out his hand to stop her action.
He took the dishcloth from her hand and said, "I'll do it."
He wiped the bowls one after another, while she stood aside and watched. She was still smiling at first, but as she watched, her eyes became red for some reason.
Shen Wangjin noticed something and was about to raise his head to look at her, but she suddenly flashed behind him, stretched out her hand and hugged his waist, burying it in his vest.
"What's wrong?" Shen Wangjin asked calmly.
Zhuang Yibo didn't say anything, just rubbed his back gently.
Shen Wangjin didn't say anything more and continued to wipe the dishes on his hands.
After a while, his movements gradually stopped, and then Zhuang Yibo finally said, "Will you come to eat every day from now on?"
When Shen Wangjin heard this, he put down the dishcloth for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "That's what you want to say?"
She was quiet for a moment and then finally said, "Yes."
However, before Shen Wangjin could answer, his cell phone rang.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning. The cell phone that rang at this time made Zhuang Yibo's heart uncontrollably pause for two seconds, and then he unconsciously let go of him.
And Shen Wangjin quickly answered the phone.
Not sure what was said on the other end of the phone, he pressed his forehead and didn't speak for a while.
Seeing this, Zhuang Yibo paused for a few seconds, then quietly turned around and walked out of the kitchen and returned to the study.
She sat down in the chair, and it took her a while to finally hear his voice. It was low and unreal. It was clearly close at hand, but it seemed to be far away.
She couldn't help but be a little dazed until he ended the call, opened the door and walked into the study.
She was supposed to laugh, but after trying for a long time, she still couldn't.
She just looked at him quietly, watched him walk in, flipped through the book in her hand, and said: "How many years have passed since the book, why do you look like this?"
"The books you have read, just like the roads you have walked, will leave a mark on a person's life." She said softly, "So if you want to understand a person, you don't necessarily need to know everything about him. Just look at him.
Whatever book you have read... it should be fine."
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin couldn't help but turn his eyes to look at her.
"You're leaving again, aren't you?" She suddenly said, "It's a bit cold, so remember to put on more clothes."
He looked at her quietly for a moment and suddenly said, "Why don't you ask me what I'm doing?"
"What you want to do must be done." Zhuang Yibo said, "Since I can't help, what's the use of asking..."
"So, would you rather be afraid every day?" he whispered.
She instantly raised her eyes to look at him, "You promised me that you would come back safely. You must keep your word. You can't break your promise."
Her eyes were bright, but her eyes couldn't help but turn red a little bit.
Seeing this, Shen Wangjin stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.
Zhuang Yibo hugged his waist tightly and repeated for a long time: "You are not allowed to break your promise."