Days after Breaking up with My Ex

Guzheng looked at my stir-fried vegetables with a surprised face. He looked at me in disbelief as if he saw strange creatures. Is it that strange that I know how to cook?

I handed the chopsticks to Guzheng and said, "Eat."

Guzheng looked very excited and excited. She was in high spirits. When I saw her like this, I seemed to see another person's shadow.

"Wow, it's delicious, not bad!" Guzheng couldn't help praising her as she ate.

"Yeah." I curled my lips and said gently, "Eat more if it's good."

It seemed that he couldn't help but think of the past.

It used to be the same. I used to cook for Ding Ge, but it wasn't very good either. And Ding Ge was a big mouth eater, but every time I made something good for her, she always stood up for it. She ate it very well and enjoyed it. It seemed like it was better than eating the delicacies.

At that time, she always had a beautiful smile on her face, like a flower, with unspeakable beauty. I like her sweet smile the most.

I remember one night, it was late. Ding Ge said he wanted to have supper, so I went to the kitchen to cook for her, and she waited for me in bed.

At that time, the love between us had reached the point of being sick of death, but we just liked to stick together like this, as if we couldn't separate. As long as I was with Ding Ge, I was especially happy. As if she was the other half of my life.

But that day, I didn't know how to do it. When I boiled the water, I accidentally poured the boiling water on my feet. At that moment, the burning pain really killed me, but I desperately bit my mouth to stop myself from shouting.

His forehead was already sweating in an instant!

I didn't want Ding Ge to worry. I thought it might not be that serious. It'll be fine by itself in a while.

I was wearing slippers, so I quickly took them back and sat barefoot in the chair, enduring the pain. Because I could feel that the fever was not light, and I didn't dare to use cold water easily, so I could only sit there and rest for a while.

Her feet were red, and it was a shocking sight!

After resting, I would feel less pain than when I was just poured on it, but it still hurt especially. My foot didn't dare to exert any force at all. Fortunately, there was only a problem with the soles. They were fine.

In this case, he couldn't put on his shoes. So I ordered Ding Ge some noodles with my bare feet.

In the past, there were also accidents when cooking, such as chopping vegetables and breaking hands, or the oil was too hot to catch fire, but they were all small things, which didn't matter at all. They were also splashed with oil and scalded by water. They were all minor injuries, and soon they didn't hurt.

This time it was obviously a bit fierce!

I thought I would be fine tomorrow after a night's rest.

Give the meal to Ding Ge, and I'll walk as slowly as possible so that Ding Ge doesn't see the hint.

In fact, he wanted to keep it a secret after he had endured it for the first time. If he had just let Ding Ge know, he wouldn't have kept it a secret.

Fortunately, Ding Ge didn't see anything. She just looked at the steaming noodle soup in my hand. I handed her the chopsticks and Ding Ge started eating directly at the table at the end of the bed.

Because we usually have supper together, but we really didn't dare to move today, so I told Ding Ge to finish it yourself. Today, I don't want to eat anymore.

Ding Ge didn't care. He ate the noodle soup clean and enjoyed it very much.

I was afraid that Ding Ge would see my feet, so I tried my best to hide them. From dinger's point of view, I didn't notice the burn on my feet. After a while, we turned off the lights and went to bed.

In the dark, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The muscles on my disguised face felt a little wrinkled. Because my foot was still hurting, I didn't dare to put it under the quilt, so I had to expose one foot on purpose.

Not to mention that there was only a chill in the whole body. In silence, the pain seemed to be getting worse and worse. The burn wound was crawling around like a bug was biting into it. The more he endured, the more he felt bad, the more he felt pain, and the longer the night was too damn hard.

Pain! Except for the pain, it still hurts, but I can't touch it. It doesn't feel like an itch or a scratch.

Finally, I couldn't hold it back. The pain was so bad. I turned on the light, grinned at my scalded foot and found that there were some small bubbles on it. I said no wonder it hurt so much. It hurt so much that I wanted to hit it hard.

Ding Ge asked me what was wrong, and when she found out about the injury on my foot, she panicked. I had no choice but to tell the truth when I was asked what was going on. Ding Ge looked at me with a look of reproach and heartache. Tears were in his eyes and he insisted on dragging me to the hospital.

I really want to go to a hospital in the middle of the night. I want to go tomorrow morning!

But Ding Ge disagreed, and he was as tough as a cow, so we got out of bed. I was barefoot and barefoot, and with Ding Ge's help, the two of us went to the hospital.

Now that I think back to those images, my heart feels as if it was being pounded by something. Thinking about Ding Ge's eyes that hurt me and blamed me for not being greedy, I feel that my injury is worth it.

The past came back and some things came to mind.

I remember another time when Ding Ge was out of town and caught the last bus when he came back. It was less than three hours away. I kept counting the time, afraid that I would not catch her when she came back.

However, he was already feeling a little uncomfortable at that time, but it was no big deal. He felt a little feverish and did not take his temperature, thinking that he should be able to carry it. His head was a little dizzy, but he was still very conscious, and his body was still strong.

After the call, it was expected to arrive in half an hour, so I went to the station first. The waiting room at the station was closed, and it was already winter. It was freezing cold. It was no exaggeration to stand alone outside with cold hands and feet.

It was already night and there were fewer people. Apart from cars passing by one after another, the only thing left on the road was the constant cold wind.

I found a place where the wind was relatively small. The wind was the same as the water, and it could be poured in even if it was sewn. The wind went down the collar of my sleeve and into my clothes. I was squatting on the ground playing with my cell phone alone. Thinking that Ding Ge would be here soon, I had strength at the thought of it.

But squatting for a long time was really unbearable. In this weather, walking on the road might not feel anything, but the body would be cold for a while without moving. I saw that the time was almost up, so I couldn't help but call Ding Ge to hurry up.

Ding Ge added that it seemed to be a while before she could tell the exact time. Because it was already dark, she sat in the car and didn't know where she was going, so she could only roughly deduce how long it was going to take.

My nose had already fallen down. It was so cold that I sniffled for a while, and I didn't dare to squat there anymore. I walked back and forth in front of the station, but the effect was not great, and it was still unspeakably cold. Her hands and feet were inexplicably cold, as if there was no temperature.

And the feeling of discomfort is getting stronger and stronger. I can clearly feel my body burning up, but the more intense the fever, the colder my body feels!

Unable to hold back, he made another call.

Ding Ge was a little embarrassed. She said in a coquettish voice that she should be here soon. Who knew that Ding Ge was in a traffic jam after the call? It was supposed to be here in half an hour. I had been waiting for two hours.

I really know what freezing is!

By the time Ding Ge arrived, his body was already extremely uncomfortable and nearly collapsed, but it was also because he was young and didn't know how to wear thick clothes at that time. If he wore a careless military coat, he would not have suffered so much.

Ding Ge naturally felt sorry for me and said that I was sick. Why didn't he tell me earlier? He knew he wouldn't let me come. She said sorry to me many times, but I didn't mean to blame her at all. I just felt very happy to be able to love my girlfriend so much, even if she was sick, it was worth it.

For her, I really want to get sick and hurt, I really want to give everything!

Thinking of those past events, his nose could not help but feel a little sour, as if he had eaten mustard, and his eyes could not help but be filled with tears.

Guzheng had always been an observant and meticulous girl, and although I managed to hold back the overflowing emotions in time, she still caught me at a glance. When I saw her eyes, I knew that she had seen everything in my heart.

But Guzheng was also a considerate girl. She didn't say anything. Instead, she put some food in my bowl and said, "Eat it quickly. If you don't eat it again, I'll finish it."

I withdrew my thoughts, exhaled softly, and nodded at Guzheng.

After a while, Guzheng suddenly said, "Shall we have a drink?"

"What are you drinking?" I frowned. The shadow that Guzheng left me last time he was drunk has not disappeared yet.

"To celebrate, of course!" Guzheng said happily.

"Celebrate what?"

"Bring the wine first." Guzheng said mysteriously.

There was still wine in the house. I brought it over and poured two glasses of wine. Since she wanted to drink, I wouldn't take advantage of her anyway.

Guzheng didn't say anything. He raised his glass first. I quit and asked, "You haven't said anything yet. What are you celebrating?"

"Dry this glass of wine first. I'll tell you when I'm done."

"Okay." Drink it and see what else you have to say. I didn't have any ink. I touched Guzheng and drank the wine from the glass. She didn't realize that Guzheng had a manly side to her. She drank the wine happily, but she frowned and stuck out her tongue.

I looked at her, waiting for her answer.

After digesting the spicy taste, Guzheng smiled and said, "We celebrate being neighbors!"