My iceberg smiled

Chapter 447 I Can't Hear

However, Han Qianxiao at that time didn't care what he was eating at all.

Because even if delicacies are placed in front of her, she can't taste them.

If she hadn't lost her sense of taste, she would definitely have revealed clues hidden in the food.

And later, after she recovered her sense of taste, she didn't think about it, because after she rescued Mrs. Han, the attitude of the whole Han family changed. Naturally, they ate better, and there was nothing special to notice.

At this time, Han Mochen suddenly mentioned this matter, and Han Qianxiaocai suddenly recalled all the previous things.

He couldn't help saying: "In the past two months, those foods have been yours..."

"Well, it's me." Han Mochen said it confidently, even as if he was asking for praise, "I am the only one who is qualified to ask those kitchen people to cook this small stove for you."

Han Qianxiao was speechless.

After a long silence, he said a little embarrassedly, "Brother..."

"Ok?"

"Actually... I just regained my sense of taste not long ago."

Han Mochen was shocked suddenly.

He was also worried about Han Qianxiao's sense of taste, but for six years, Han Mochen always subconsciously felt that the loss of taste was just a short-term physical condition of the other party, just like the little guy who was aphasia and blind when he was a child. good.

In addition, when I gave pudding to the other party some time ago, the other party ate it so deliciously that there was no problem at all.

Han Mochen believed in his heart that the problem of the other party's loss of taste has long since disappeared, so he secretly feeds her more cheerfully, changing patterns every day.

Hearing Han Qianxiao's words at this moment, Han Mochen suddenly realized one thing.

Xiaoxiao said that she only recovered her sense of taste some time ago...

According to the past situation, every time she restored one function of her body, another function would fail.

The man's pupils shrank sharply again, "Xiaoxiao, you now..."

Han Qianxiao sighed slightly, knowing what the other party wanted to ask in her heart, so she boldly looked Han Mochen directly in the eyes, and said frankly, "I can't hear you anymore."

Han Mochen's whole body froze there, and the hand stroking the girl's face also remained in that position.

His mind was like an explosion, and his thoughts suddenly became chaotic.

During this period of time, the other party talked to him as usual, and he didn't find anything wrong with her at all.

Thinking about it carefully, it's no wonder that every time he speaks, she stares at his face, no wonder... she will respond to herself after her reaction is slow for two seconds after she finishes speaking.

He didn't even notice these small details.

Han Qianxiao didn't want Han Mochen to worry, so she gave the other party a comforting smile, held the other's slender hand with her delicate little hand, and squeezed it lightly.

He smiled and said: "I can read lips, even if I can't hear, I can still communicate with my brother normally. I can read every word you say in my heart."

The young man took the girl's little hand back, still unable to hide the distress that flashed across his face.

He felt that he was not a qualified and competent brother, thinking that his Xiaoxiao had suffered from loss of taste for six years, and thinking that she would continue to suffer from not being able to hear voices in the future, every one of them made him feel uncomfortable.

That day, he sat beside her bed in the middle of the night, and the reason why the other party didn't speak for a long time was because he couldn't see his face.

Han Mochen carefully recalled the situation at that time.

Feel like a fool.

In the dark, he said a lot of inexplicable words by himself, without even considering whether Xiaoxiao could hear it.

　I'm still writing, don't worry, later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)