Tender as wild

Baili didn't want to disturb him, so she walked to the kitchen and planned to cook two bowls of beef noodles.

She actually loves to cook. When she lives in an apartment, she will make some simple meals for herself.

But it’s difficult to cook for one person, but it’s a little easier for two people. You don’t have to worry about not having enough food or having too much food.

Most of the time, she still likes to eat in the canteen to avoid waste.

It's the twelfth lunar month of winter and the snow has not melted.

Fang Ye was sitting in the courtyard, having a small conference call for nearly half an hour. The asparagus trees around him were shaking the snow off their leaves with the wind, and a basin of firewood was burning with charcoal.

Chinese-style courtyards are extremely atmospheric no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter. When you are in such an environment, you always feel noble.

While he was on the phone, the man was always paying attention to the girl's situation in the house, watching her coming in and out, and bringing out two bowls of hot food from the kitchen.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, said a few words briefly, and the meeting came to an end.

The other party said two New Year greetings as usual.

Fang Ye lost his patience and replied: "Happy New Year." and hung up the phone.

When walking into the living room.

The girl just took out two pairs of chopsticks and smiled, showing a row of white teeth. "Shall we eat the beef noodles I just made together?"

It's winter, but the warmth is coming from all over the sky.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the noodles on the table. It was quite a complicated recipe and smelled delicious. He asked in a warm voice, "Can you cook?"

"Yes, I often cook in Jiangcheng." Bai Li continued, "But you never asked me to cook once."

Fang Ye pulled up a stool and sat down, taking a bite. The aroma filled the room.

Baili asked him: "Is it delicious?"

Fang Ye nodded slightly, "Yeah, it's delicious."

After finishing the bowl of beef noodles.

Baili couldn't tell from his expression how delicious he thought it was, but it was clearly his favorite noodle when he was little.

Ok……

Maybe as people age, their tastes change.

Just like some people don't like eating celery, but gradually they can accept it.

Some people loved eating egg whites when they were young, but when they grow up, they find egg yolks more fragrant.

But she was quite happy eating by herself, and she didn't forget to ask Fang Ye: "Is there anything you particularly like to eat? I can cook it for you, you don't always have to cook for me."

Fang Ye held a wet wipe in his hand and wiped his fingers slowly. Hearing this, he was silent for some reason, and then shook his head lightly, "No, I'm not picky about food, but don't cook it for me, the fumes are heavy."

Bai Li didn't understand: "But you often cook for me. I'm not that delicate."

It was just a casual remark.

The air pressure seemed to be a little lower.

"Why aren't you delicate?" The man smiled lowly and said in a gentle and semi-serious tone: "To me, you are more delicate. Even when you were a child, I didn't take care of you carelessly just because you were ignorant."

"..."

"Is not it?"

Hearing his serious tone, Bai Li's heart trembled for a moment.

She felt that Fang Ye was really an invisible wingman.

Obviously every word he said was serious.

But it just makes people feel like the most intimate words of love.

And very reasonable and well-founded.

Baili could only nod her little head and said, "Then I can't do nothing. Let's cook the New Year's Eve dinner together, and I'll go shopping soon."

Fang Ye stood up and put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. Hearing this, he said, "No need to buy them. Someone will bring them to you shortly."

Baili's eyes widened and she picked up the milk on the table, only to realize that she had finished drinking it. She could only say dryly: "That's great. Just wait. I'll buy lottery tickets after the New Year. If I buy them at the end of the year, I'll No matter what, I can vote with you."

Fang Ye caught her little movements in his eyes, took out a bottle of freshly warmed milk from the microwave and placed it in front of her, then stretched out his slender hand and gently rubbed her hair, "Okay, Sister Fan'er."

……

By the afternoon. Sure enough, someone delivered food to your door during the warmest time of the day.

But Fang Ye was called by Bai Li to take a nap.

She always kept his headaches in mind and wanted to let him rest as soon as she had some free time.

So, as soon as she heard the doorbell, Baili ran to the yard and opened the door in her coat.

It was the driver who caught my eye.

However, he was pushing a shopping cart filled with various dishes. When he saw Bai Li, he didn't feel strange. He smiled calmly and said hello: "Hello, Miss Bai. I'm here to deliver some ingredients."

Baili was rarely called like this. When she was young, even when she went shopping, she would at most be called miss. This was the first time she had a surname.

She gave a gentle smile and said, "Hello...um...Sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, my name is Chang Li, you can just call me Xiao Chang."

Standing.

Bai Li silently wrote down the name in her heart, and she guessed that Chang Li was not a driver, but a role similar to an assistant.

The wind in warm winter is gentler than at night.

Chang Li pushed the cart into the yard. It was full of ingredients that could be used during the New Year.

But Baili still didn't call him Xiao Chang, but called him Mr. Chang very politely.

When Xiao Chang was about to leave, Bai Li suddenly stopped him: "Mr. Chang, please wait a moment."

Chang Li was stunned, turned around with the car keys, and said with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Bai Li thought for a while and said softly: "That's right, I would like to ask, do you know what Fang Ye likes to eat more or what kind of cuisine he usually eats when he goes out to eat."

Hearing this, Chang Li looked as usual and said with a smile: "Ah, the boss eats almost everything."

Baili nodded.

Sure enough, I'm not picky about food. Don't I even have a little bit of a favorite taste?

She was about to ask again.

Chang Li suddenly said: "Because the boss has no sense of taste."

Bai Li tilted her head slightly: "Are you kidding me?"

"I never joke."

This is not what he guessed.

He had seen it with his own eyes.

When Fang Ye was being challenged when discussing mining issues overseas, he was forced to eat countless local foods that were the most unpalatable, but he remained calm.

He felt uncomfortable just looking at it, and kept looking for food that could suppress the bitter and sour taste.

Fang Ye said calmly: "Don't bother, I have no sense of taste."

Later, Chang Li learned that this was a complication left over from the headache.

The courtyard seemed completely quiet.

The image seems to be controlled by an invisible hand.

No one spoke.

After sending Chang Li away, Baili closed the door, and the only thing left in her ears was that the boss would eat everything because the boss had no sense of taste.

The atmosphere suddenly became dead silent.

Bai Li was stunned in place.

Suddenly, the image of a man drinking Chinese medicine came to mind. She only tasted a few drops of the stuff that made her tongue numb, but he could drink it in one gulp without changing his expression.

Even if I eat something I liked as a child, I don't feel anything.

Is that the reason?

Losing the sense of taste…but having to eat every day.

Baili didn't dare to think about what it felt like.

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