Although it was Yuan Yuxue's first time to sew a doll, her movements were not unfamiliar. As she became more proficient, she was actually sewing faster than Xiao Ming at the beginning.
Maybe because two people didn’t come down to eat, Sister Hong asked a question in the WeChat group.
Yuan Yuxue was still concentrating on the doll in front of her, her dense eyelashes drooping, not distracted.
But Xiao Ming felt a slight vibration in his pocket, so he took out his cell phone and took a look.
Xiao Ming was upset and had lost his appetite because of what happened in the past two days. Even now, he still had no appetite. But Yuan Yuxue was different from him. How could he delay eating? Xiao Ming thought so and replied in WeChat.
Then he turned his head and asked Yuan Yuxue: "Do you want to have breakfast first?"
Yuan Yuxue's plans were always well-organized and rarely disrupted. Hearing Xiao Ming's words, he paused for a moment, obviously a little hesitant. But looking at the half-sewn doll in his hand, he fiddled with its body a little, and replied, "... No need."
Perhaps because of the guilt of leaving Yuan Yuxue here and delaying his meal, Xiao Ming became even more uneasy.
Fortunately, Sister Hong was considerate. After seeing Xiao Ming's reply, she brought a tray and two simple breakfasts to the room on the floor where Xiao Ming lived.
There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Ming got up in a panic to open it.
The sweet aroma of rice cakes wafted from the plate. Sister Hong held the plate with only one hand, but it was steady. On the plate were two snacks, stacked with delicate snacks as white as jade, sprinkled with a little osmanthus powder for color. She also poured two cups of rich soy milk fresh from the soy milk machine.
"What are you busy with?" Sister Hong's gaze passed through Xiao Ming and fell on Yuan Yuxue who was still sitting at the table.
When Yuan Yuxue saw her, she nodded slightly and greeted her.
Sister Hong didn't mean to delve into other people's privacy, so she didn't go over to see what was going on. She just responded to Yuan Yuxue, put the plate in Xiao Ming's hands, and reminded him, "Don't rush anything. Eat something first. The rice cake won't taste right if it's cold."
Xiao Ming was a little embarrassed because he was the one who made Yuan Yuxue "busy". He felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Sister Hong. He just lowered his eyes slightly and agreed: "Okay."
Sister Hong didn't stay long and left after the food was served.
Xiao Ming walked over to Yuan Yuxue with a plate in his hand. The table was covered with materials for sewing dolls. He was at a loss as to where to put the plate, so he simply held it in his hand and stood beside Yuan Yuxue, asking him hesitantly, "Hong, Sister Hong has brought us breakfast. Do you want to eat something first?"
Yuan Yuxue: “… Hmm.”
His eyes were focused on the doll at first, but when he heard Xiao Ming's words, his eyelashes trembled slightly. Yuan Yuxue turned his head and caught his sight of the beautifully stacked rice cakes.
The action of her hands paused for a moment, Yuan Yuxue lowered her eyes to look at the rice cake, and smelled the rich and mellow aroma of soy milk next to her. Because she was close, the aroma was particularly obvious. She refused in a slower tone: "I will sew this arm first... You eat first, don't waste it."
Xiao Ming said "Oh" cautiously.