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Crashing—continuous rain hitting the leaves.
The rainy season came without warning, embracing this fickle land and washing away the dust in the daytime.
There were only the two of them in the living room of the Chi family. The nanny was preparing snacks in the kitchen, and Chi Lanyan and her husband were out on business. The hot tea on the coffee table had lost its temperature, and the aroma of the tea had dissipated.
During the brief silence, Chi Qiu smelled the smell of mud after the rain.
"..."
He was very surprised by Lu Ming's question. The increasingly clear sound of rain disturbed his thoughts, but his heart couldn't stop beating. He had to prove to Lu Ming that his love had never faded in the past ten years.
He heard himself swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the corners of his lips were dry.
Before he had time to drink water, he asked, "Lu Ming, can I touch your face?"
"Yes." Lu Ming agreed without hesitation.
They sat on the sofa, the side window behind them was opened a little, and the wind blew the fine beads after the rain, and they wetly stuck to Lu Ming's cheeks.
Chi Qiu's fingertips followed the wind and touched Lu Ming's skin.
He touched Lu Ming gently, feeling his outline. Slowly, Chi Qiu's fingertips touched Lu Ming's lips, which were slightly cooler than his own temperature.
Lu Ming moved his lips, and his tone of voice was warmer than his fingertips.
"What are you going to do?"
Chi Qiu's fingers trembled, he mustered up his courage, leaned over and pressed a kiss on Lu Ming's lips. The kiss lasted for about three to five seconds. No one ticks the timer, maybe three seconds, maybe five seconds.
With a hoarse voice, Chi Qiu laughed foolishly, and said happily, "It's like...you love me."
Just like when Lu Ming proposed to him—
He put a cold wedding ring on his ring finger and let his body heat warm it.
When Chi Qiu raised his hand, Lu Ming lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, and his steady voice fell into the endless deep sea, backtracking here.
"Chi Qiu, I love you." Lu Ming said seriously, "Will you marry me?"
There are endless musical notes falling, and the calm sea has waves because of this. Ripple is Chi Qiu's voice, and he can no longer treat it calmly.
"I would."
I have always been willing, I have been waiting for you.
bang-
Today's evening at six thirty.
A soup bowl was smashed on the floor of the restaurant of the villa, which abruptly woke Chi Qiu up from the memories of half a year ago.
The cause was Lu Ming, and the "perpetrator" was Chi Qiu.
...
Lu Ming, who had just finished talking with Lu's family, walked out of the study and saw Chi Qiu sitting at the dining table in a daze, not taking a bite of the dinner in front of him.
"Are you waiting for me?" Lu Ming walked straight forward. Before anyone arrived, the voice came first.
Chi Qiu was concentrating on thinking about the past, when he was agitated by Lu Ming's voice, and directly knocked over the soup bowl in hand. No matter how quick Aunt Zhang was, she couldn't resist the speed at which the bowl fell.
The hot soup was spilled all over the floor, and a lot of it splashed onto Chi Qiu's bare ankles. He frowned slightly and stood up in panic.
"Sir, isn't it burning?" Aunt Zhang squatted down nervously to check Chi Qiu's ankle.
Chi Qiu shook his head again and again.
Lu Ming said: "The dishes on the table are almost cold, and the soup should not be hot. Aunt Zhang, please clean up the floor quickly." He took two tissues, held Chi Qiu's wrist, and asked him to follow his direction, sat down on his seat, "Chi Qiu, sit down."
Chi Qiu said in a low voice: "I was not careful..."
"It's not a big deal." Lu Ming squatted down, wiped the soup on Chi Qiu's ankle with a tissue, and asked as usual, "Didn't I let you eat first? The food is cold."
Chi Qiu was startled by the sound of the bowl breaking just now, but he still has lingering fears in his heart. He shrank his feet, thinking that he had troubled Lu Ming, and said slowly: "But the meal is only delicious if it is eaten together."
Lu Ming didn't quite agree with this statement, but he didn't refute it.
Chi Qiu bit his lower lip, and said, "You have finally come home, I want to eat with you."
"Um."
Lu Ming didn't say anything, got up and washed his hands. Chi Qiu pursed his lips, unable to stop feeling disappointed. He turned to apologize to Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry to trouble you again."
"It's all right, sir! It's all part of my job, you don't need to apologize to me."
Aunt Zhang didn't dislike Chi Qiu at all. Compared to her previous employers, Chi Qiu was a good-tempered employer and usually treated them well. How could she complain about such a trivial matter.
Speaking of which, the Chi family is considered rich. No matter how you say it, Chi Qiu is a rich young master. Having grown up in such a wealthy family, Aunt Zhang is already very satisfied with being so polite to the nanny.
Of course, Chi Lanyan's attitude was very sharp, maybe it has something to do with her personality... Aunt Zhang shook her head, thankfully she was not working in the Chi family.
When Lu Ming returned to the dining table, Aunt Zhang had already tidied up the floor quickly. She said caringly: "Boss Lu, let me heat up the dishes a little bit, it will be soon, or do you need me to re-fry two dishes?"
"Just heat it up."
Soon, several dishes were briefly reheated and brought back to the table.
Aunt Zhang explained to Chi Qiu as usual.
Using the clock positioning method, Aunt Zhang set Chi Qiu as the center of the clock, and Wen Sheng told him the fixed position of each dish.
"At 10 o'clock, it's steamed fish with scallion sauce on the left side of the plate; at 11 o'clock, it's stir-fried beef with green beans, the beef is diced and you can scoop it up with a spoon; at 1 o'clock, it's brine chicken; at 2 o'clock In the direction of Zhong, it is green vegetable ball soup, which is a bit hot now."
They are all home-cooked dishes that Chi Qiu and Lu Ming love to eat, especially the steamed fish dish, which separates the fish meat from the sauce, which is Lu Ming's favorite way to eat.
Aunt Zhang left the restaurant knowingly after she finished speaking. Normally, when Lu Ming was at home, she didn't have to accompany Chi Qiu to help with meals. Most of the time, after Chi Qiu knew where the dishes were and how to eat them, he could simply eat by himself.
The only inconvenience is that he often accidentally gets them off the plate when he scoops them up. In this regard, Lu Ming asked someone to buy a set of deeper dishes.
In this way, Chi Qiu will have a certain speed when scooping things up.
Lu Ming sat beside him, scooped him a bowl of soup, and put it on his left hand.
"It's a bit hot, drink it later." Lu Ming warned.
"Thanks."
The less gathering and more separation in the past six months made this kind of unfamiliar dialogue often appear between the two people.
Holding the spoon, Chi Qiu pointed towards 11 o'clock, grasped the distance, and slowly scooped up a spoonful of green beans and beef. The rice in his bowl is usually not very full. He carefully pressed the green beans and beef into the rice with a spoon, mixed it, and then put half a mouthful into his mouth.
The full-sugar milk tea made him lose his appetite at the moment.
Since Lu Ming was having dinner at home today, the rest of the dishes that Aunt Zhang cooked were not suitable for Chi Qiu to eat alone. Chi Qiu stretched out his hand to scoop up another spoonful of green beans and beef, and buried himself in the rice.
"Don't just eat one dish." Lu Ming picked up a piece of salted chicken, put it on the dinner plate and removed the bone, and then put it in Chi Qiu's bowl, "Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll get it for you."
With a piece of rice sticking to the corner of Chi Qiu's mouth, he hesitated and said, "I want to eat fish."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ming said, "Don't move." He reached out and removed the rice grains from the corner of Chi Qiu's mouth, "There are rice grains at the corner of his mouth."
Chi Qiu's ears were red, and Gu Zi touched the corner of his mouth where Lu Ming had touched, his heart softened.
"Eat fish belly?"
"eat!"
Lu Ming took a piece of fish belly with no bone in it and dipped it in the sauce.
Before putting it in Chi Qiu's bowl, I heard Chi Qiu ask in a low voice: "When the sauce touches the rice, it will make the rice too salty."
Lu Ming was puzzled, he didn't think the sauce was so salty. He held the hand holding the fish in mid-air.
"Can you feed me?" Chi Qiu thought one after another, too blatantly.
Lu Ming asked, "How do you usually eat fish? Will Mrs. Zhang feed you?"
Of course Aunt Zhang did not feed her.
Chi Qiu was stunned. He didn't expect that Lu Ming, who had always cooperated, would expose him. He was ashamed and blamed himself for being too clumsy in his mitigating tactics. He quickly took the spoon and raised his hand in the air: "I'm just kidding, just put it on the spoon for me... Thank you."
Lu Ming didn't do that, he said, "Open your mouth."