Chi Huan looked at the thermos box and moved his eyes downward -
Then he froze.
Because she saw An Ke's other hand hanging down, and there was another thermos box.
Although it was packed in a bag, it was not difficult to tell at a glance that it was an insulated box similar to the one handed to her.
But in just a moment, she quickly figured out that Mo Shiqian might be out and away, so she asked the chef to prepare two portions, and then asked An Ke to run errands.
Seeing that Chi Huan didn't answer, An Ke spoke up again, "Miss Chi, Mr. Mo said, you don't have to eat it, but I must deliver it to you..."
She paused slightly and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "So, Miss Chi, don't embarrass me. If you don't want it, you can throw it away."
Chi Huan reached out and took it, glanced down, and smiled lightly, "I'm sorry to bother you, you're running errands specifically for me."
An Ke smiled and said, "I just collect my salary and do things. Miss Chi, please be patient. I'm leaving first."
"Ok, bye."
After closing the door, Chi Huan returned to the restaurant with the thermos box in his arms.
Now it was dinner time, so she didn't think too much. She unscrewed the thermos box and prepared the food inside to take out one by one. However, the more she took it, the more stunned she became...
Mo Shiqian obviously knows her taste well. Although sometimes he doesn't allow her to be picky about her food due to issues of balanced nutrition, whether it's the food at home or what he occasionally cooks...
Including the meals he put on the coffee table with roses when he entered her apartment yesterday, she liked at least three of the five items.
But in this meal, there was only one dish she liked, one dish she didn't like very much, and one dish she wouldn't touch at all...
And all... contained onions that she didn't even touch.
She doesn't like onions, she hates them.
Although Mo Shiqian was not as disgusted as she showed, she once mentioned inadvertently that although she didn't like it, she could barely tolerate it appearing on the table. If you like it, you can order it and let the chef make it.
He looked at her lightly with smiling eyes and said, "I won't eat either."
White mist and invisible vegetable fragrance floated in the air bit by bit. Chi Huan looked at them, confused and confused.
What's the meaning
She doesn't understand.
Before Chi Huan could figure out the reason, the doorbell rang again.
Looking down at the food that was taken out, she got up and walked through the living room to open the door again.
Still An Ke.
Chi Huan narrowed his eyes and said nothing, waiting for her to speak.
An Ke looked at her and said sheepishly, "Miss Chi... Well, I seem to have taken the wrong thermos box... You haven't eaten it yet? Can you let me change it back?"
She handed her another thermos box, "This dinner is yours. It's all what Mr. Mo said you like to eat."
Chi Huan glanced at it and stepped aside to let the door open. "I haven't eaten it, but I have taken it out. If you want to give it to others, come in and clean it up."
An Ke said hurriedly, "Okay, I'll just go and clean it up."
With that said, she changed into a pair of shoes at the entrance and followed Chi Huan in.
An Ke's hands and feet were very neat, and she neatly put all the food that Chi Huan had taken out back, put them in bags again, and smiled apologetically at her, "Then Miss Chi... I won't disturb you anymore."
Chi Huan put the thermos box on the dining table, raised his eyes and stared directly into her eyes, and asked slowly and calmly, "Who are you giving this... to?"
An Ke's face visibly stiffened, hesitating and dodging, "It belongs to... Mr. Mo. After he left Clod-Sur, he returned to the company he opened with Mr. Feng. He is busy working overtime tonight, so he asked me to bring you dinner. By the way, I’ll send you a copy too.”
Chi Huan didn't speak for a while.
Finally, he smiled slightly and said, "An Ke, you are such an honest and upright person. It is really difficult for you to lie."
An Ke looked at her, "Miss Chi..."
"Okay, go ahead. If you delay any longer at this late hour, I'll starve you."
An Ke seemed to be in a dilemma, her face was very embarrassed. After all, she had been following Chi Huan for a while, and she said a little sarcastically, "Then I'll leave first."
"Um."
Soon, the sound of the door being gently closed came from the entrance, and the apartment quickly returned to silence.
Once silence is joined by a sense of desolation, it becomes dead silence.
There was no expression on Chi Huan's face. She lowered her head and unscrewed the thermos box and took out the food one by one.
Obviously, you can tell at a glance that this is indeed intended for her.
So who was that share just now... for
Mo Shiqian
After living together for so long, she knew all about his eating habits.
How could it be his.
An unreasonable but extremely strong thought rushed into her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it...
Liang Manyue.
Chi Huan looked at the food on the table. The aroma was very tempting, and she liked it.
But she suddenly lost any appetite and didn't feel hungry.
… …
the next day.
In the morning, when she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, her first thought when she regained consciousness was—
Today is Mo Shiqian's second day in three days.
Thinking of the dinner last night that was exactly the same as her treatment, she felt like it was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't sleep for a long time in the middle of the night.
Even if she said lightly in front of Liang Manyue, it must be because of his injury that Mo Shiqian would intervene in her affairs.
Even when Youran asked, she said without hesitation that they would not reconcile.
But…
In fact, she knows better than anyone else that the most unbearable thing about a relationship is not the ups and downs, or even sudden fatal injuries, but the disappointment accumulated by wearing away the relationship bit by bit.
Breaking up in this way is the gentlest, but also the most irreversible.
She looked out the window blankly. Did Mo Shiqian finally become so disappointed in her that he wanted to give up? She picked up the phone on the bedside and checked it.
Except for Sister Yao’s text messages and Youran’s WeChat messages, there was no information from men.
After getting out of bed to wash up and change clothes, she was about to call Yao after dinner, but before she had time to dial, Mo Xigu's call had already come through.
His voice was low and gentle, "Are you up?"
Chi Huan said in a low voice, "Come to me so early. Is there something wrong?"
She feels very guilty for him. Even if she can't visit him every day, she should visit him at least every other day, but because of her selfishness, she should visit him at least every other day.
Not wanting Mo Shiqian to think that she had a close relationship with Mo Xigu, she never visited him again that night after Mrs. Mo's visit.
After a moment of silence, Mo Xigu said calmly on the other end, "What's going on between Mo Shiqian and his childhood sweetheart, his neighbor's ex-girlfriend?"
Liang Manyue.
Chi Huan's heart tightened, she pursed her lips and asked, "What's wrong?"
"you do not know?"