In the days after Yan Hui's funeral, Xie Zhiwu's mental state changed very badly.
As if returning to the time when Yangzi left, she began to suffer from insomnia all night long. Sleeping pills sometimes have an effect, sometimes no effect. Even if she falls asleep once or twice, she will always wake up in a nightmare, but the jade pendant that can calm her is gone.
Liangchen didn't dare to leave her alone in a room at first, and she was always inseparable by her side no matter whether it was day or night, but later, when she woke up with wide eyes in horror, her eyes became red involuntarily stand up.
Mo Jingyao has put down almost everything on hand these days. While looking at her, he has to take care of the mood of the two children. Seeing Xie Zhiwu's chin became sharper day by day, he almost worried that her knee would be pierced by her chin when it was so sharp that she was buried in her knees. After thinking about it, regardless of whether she agrees or not, he hastily packed a few clothes and took her to her apartment.
Naturally, Xie Zhiwu didn't resist, and she really didn't feel any mood right now.
Before leaving, Meijing held her with red eyes and refused to let go. Liangchen watched her and stopped talking, but in the end he just lowered his head and whispered. In fact, I miss him very much.
I miss him too.
Mo Jingyao actually didn't know how to take care of people. After bringing people home, he realized that he was like a convenient hotel. In the past, he always came when he was asleep, and didn't do anything other than bathing. So when it was time for dinner, he finally coaxed Xie Zhiwu and nodded and agreed to cook. When he opened the refrigerator, he discovered that there was nothing in it except water and beer.
Naturally, there are no kitchen utensils in the kitchen. The things she bought when she made that meal a long time ago were moved to some place by him who was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people.
Xie Zhiwu stood in front of the cooking table and stared at Mo Jingyao blankly. Mo Jingyao was numbed by the scalp she was looking at, and turned around and dressed to go out for a big purchase.
When he left the house, he thought for a while, turned around and said to Xie Zhiwu, who was standing in the living room looking at him, "Would you like to come with me?"
Xie Zhiwu said nothing. He simply threw off the half-worn shoes and walked back to her, "Look, I don’t know how to cook, and I don’t know what to buy. For example, what kind of pan is used for omelette, I don’t know what pot is used to cook the soup."
"Fry eggs in a pan, and soup in a soup pot." She glanced at him lightly.
Mo Jingyao twisted his brows unconsciously, "Then, what kind of pan and spatula should be used for cooking, and what brand of salt, oil, sauce and vinegar should be used..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Zhiwu walked around him to the door and started putting on shoes.
It's the weekend when there are many people in the supermarket. Mo Jingyao pushed the trolley and followed closely behind Xie Zhiwu, for fear that someone would lose her attention inadvertently.
Xie Zhiwu seemed quite familiar with this place, so he bought all the pots and pans without asking Mo Jingyao's opinion. Mo Jingyao looked at her profile of choosing things carefully, and for a moment only felt the soreness in her heart that could not be added.
Just like an ordinary couple, holding hands, falling in love, nesting together to eat a bucket of ice cream when it’s hot, and hiding in the kitchen to drink a pot of soup when it’s cold, this scene is that he has not dared to dream for 20 years. of.
But now, it actually just came true.
"What do you want to eat?" Xie Zhiwu asked, pointing to the rows of vegetables, fruits and meat in front of him.
Mo Jingyao retracted his thoughts, followed her white fingers and looked at her, and said casually, "Anything is fine, you can buy whatever you want."
After hearing this, Xie Zhiwu squatted her mouth childishly, "I want to eat everything, but I don't want to do it at all."
Mo Jingyao was taken aback, thinking that he didn't know how to answer, so he just listened to her asking again, "Is the boiled fish good?"
He nodded, and when she saw it, she bent down and picked up among the group of swimming fish.
After loading the fish, Xie Zhiwu turned around and saw the lamb chops on the shelf again, "Oh, pepper lamb chops are also good."
"Then buy it." Mo Jingyao picked it up and threw it into the car without thinking. He turned around and saw the row of vegetables, thinking that vegetables should also be bought, and he threw some in casually.
Xie Zhiwu's kung fu car in the blink of an eye took up more than half of it. She took a long breath and patiently put the same thing Mo Jingyao threw back in its original place.
"Don't buy it?" Mo Jingyao was a little surprised.
"There are only two of us. We buy too much food that can't be eaten. Moreover, it is better to use fresh ingredients." Xie Zhiwu raised her fingers solemnly and counted at him one by one, "Look, the dishes you picked. It’s not right. Pick a slender cucumber, a well-proportioned eggplant, and a navel orange."
She pointed to the yellow orange, "The big belly button is female, and the small one is male. The female is sweet and delicious. You pick all the male ones, and no one will buy them."
Mo Jingyao was momentarily dumb.
The meal was really delicious, and Mo Jingyao even felt that it was the best meal he had eaten in so many years. He was holding the vegetables in his head with joy, and suddenly recalled the late night snack that was in the trash can many years ago, and he felt very emotional for a while.
"Your craftsmanship is very good." His voice complimented somewhat unnaturally.
Xie Zhiwu's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened. She remembered that when Yan Hui ate her food for the first time, she seemed to have said something like this.
"If you are fine in the future, you can always do..."
Looking at Xie Zhiwu's calm as water expression, Mo Jingyao spoke tentatively. Xie Zhiwu smiled when he heard the words, his expression seemed to change back to the naughty look of 31 novel app download address in an instant.
"The beauty you think about, I'm not your family's nanny who doesn't need money."
Mo Jingyao sighed, "I didn't mean that."
"I know." Xie Zhiwu fished a bunch of fish with a colander and put it in the bowl. "I know you want to find something for me so that I don't think about it. But Mo Jingyao, I'm really fine. of."
She subconsciously touched the scar on her arm that she had been unwilling to remove, "This kind of thing, once or twice, after three times, I feel I am getting used to it, really. But at the time of Yangtze, I had Yanhui, six... To tell you the truth, I still dare not think of the six sons at the time. I dare not look straight at the brothers of IRIS. I am afraid that they are all like Atractylodes. But the six sons back then, I still had Yan Hui."
"And now, I don't even have Yan Hui anymore."
Mo Jingyao couldn't see her red eyes but still smiling. He reached out and grabbed her small hand and rubbed it in his palm, "Without Yan Hui, you still have me."
His eyes are hotter than ever before, and the scorching heat also contains endless compassion and profound love.
She was thankful that she finally understood.
At that moment, Xie Zhiwu did not pull away from Mo Jingyao's palm, she let herself indulge in his familiar taste, and did not want to wake up. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)