lover beside

Chapter 289

She is patiently cooking a pot of porridge.

The rice is pre-soaked.I heard from the grandma downstairs that the porridge made from rice soaked in water is extra fragrant.She didn't look at the watch, but she believed that the rice must have been soaked for at least half an hour, because she herself watched them expand and swell a little in the faint morning light.

Turn down the heat of the pot, the rice in the pot has been tumbling and exuding aroma.Her stomach convulsed with tension was relieved.

Thinly chop diced mushrooms, diced carrots, and chopped green onions and put them in. Then add a drop of oil and sprinkle a little salt. It will be more delicious if you add some MSG before you can afford it.All that needs to be done now is to wait, to wait for the porridge to be cooked thoroughly, and to wait for it to emit a stronger and warmer aroma.

No matter when and where, food is always a good friend of human beings.

Although she is not a person who is good at housework, she still likes to cook a pot of porridge by herself occasionally.She is obsessed with the feeling of doing every step carefully, like cooking a luxurious dish, with the taste of pampering herself - it doesn't cost a few dollars, but she can enjoy the feeling of pampering herself, isn't it? Wonderful?

The morning sun has slowly risen, and the brilliant light shines on her face through the curtains.

There was a soft sound in the bedroom.She was sitting with her back facing the direction of the bedroom, and when she heard the voice, her back straightened tensely, but her eyes were more persistently looking at the rice, shiitake mushrooms, and diced carrots that were rolling in the pot, and she didn't return the slightest bit. see.

The rustling sounds in the bedroom lasted for a while, and finally there were clear footsteps.His clear voice seemed to have a hint of laziness, "Why do you wake up so early? Let me wake up and find you..."

She didn't look back, she just stared at the rolling rice grains, shiitake mushrooms, and diced carrots in the pot, "Oh, I'm used to getting up early. Get up and make a pot of porridge for yourself." She made it very clear that she was drinking it for herself, and she didn't invite him to keep Come down to share with her the pot of porridge that has consumed her all morning.It's not that she forgot, but that she didn't want to.

Of course, a person like him would disdain to drink such a pot of ordinary porridge.

He looked at her small back in the kitchen across the living room.She was small in the first place, and at this moment, her whole body was almost shrunk, her shoulder blades exposed their jagged edges and corners in the fat black T-shirt.After all, I couldn't help asking, "Last night, did it hurt? I'm sorry, I was drunk and couldn't control myself."

She trembled.Even though she was standing by the stove with a big pot of steaming porridge in front of her, she still couldn't stop shaking.But he quickly controlled it, and still didn't look back, "Oh, how could it be. We are not children anymore, such things are very common." Before dawn, she took the bed sheet away while he was asleep.He should have seen nothing.

Her counterattack was very effective, and he really hated and walked away.There was a buzzing sound at the door.

He was angry and she knew it.He was usually a very dignified person, and he would never make these chaotic ping-pong-pong sounds.

The door slammed, and the whole room fell into boundless silence.

It was like the water surface was washed away by a small boat, and then calmed down again.

She was stunned for a moment, she was so calm that she didn't expect it.It's amazing that she was able to face what happened last night so calmly.

Sitting down, she served herself a bowl of porridge and swallowed it down her throat carefully.Warm, wrapped in the natural fragrance of ingredients.that's enough.

People will die without food; without love, they can still live very well.

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Go out and catch the subway.The subway of this time is always daunting canned sardines.However, she has long been good at it.

Putting the backpack on her chest, she quickly rushed onto a train that was about to start.With a small body and strong bones, he can always find a gap for shelter in the seemingly full compartment.What's more, she had a sweet smile on her face, and smiled kindly to everyone who was squeezed by her, "Brother, thank you; sister, I'm sorry..."

Along with a big can of "sardines," sent in every direction of the city by this giant steel guy.As soon as the door opened, they dispersed, but more people came in immediately.Gatherings and dispersals happen between the opening of the door and happen every few minutes, which is nothing more than commonplace.

At such times, she would choose to close her eyes and take a nap.Rest your mind without feeling too boring.The narrowness of reality will often give birth to the few romantic cells in her mind, and a romantic plot will flow in front of her eyes: a tall man and a sweet girl meet in a subway.Being squeezed together by the crowd, with four eyes facing each other, I feel that the whole world is quiet...

Only today, everything is always different.When I close my eyes, I always see him over and over in front of my eyes, and I can no longer make up romantic stories.

Actually—I really regret going to that class reunion last night.There was no need to go, but Wang Xiaoxiao insisted on dragging her there.Everyone knew about the incident between Wang Xiaoxiao and Xiao Fei when they were in middle school. Now that they broke up, Wang Xiaoxiao was afraid of seeing Xiao Fei's embarrassment, so he pulled her as a foil.

In fact, she thought about him at that time, and she didn't want to face him.But after thinking about it for a while, I gave up: who is he, how can he have time to attend this class reunion?If he has time, how much will he sell for another game if he makes it up!

But—she froze as soon as she entered the door.

In the private room of the hotel, under the faintly bright lights, he was sitting among a group of boys, his body seemed to be full of light.He was talking and laughing on his face, but his eyes fell on her quietly, like midnight.

From that moment on, she was in a state of disorientation.

He seems to be doing everything as usual, drinking freely, talking and laughing freely, and responding to various topics thrown by everyone freely, but—— his eyes always fall on her as if nothing.Cut constantly, and can't figure it out.

It wasn't until the group of boys applauded that she suddenly realized that she had drunk too much cup after cup.Almost as long as a wine glass was handed over, she raised her head and drank it without hesitation... It was not for the contents of the glass, but, it seemed that only in this way could she escape his eyes that were tightly entangled like a silk net.

Well, she admits vainly, his stare scares her.

She had never been afraid of anyone but him.It turned out that just one glance had already made her throw up her armor.

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