Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Su Jinse went to Qiao's house and smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered.

She went in and found that there was no one else. The housekeeper and Aunt Liu were not there. It seemed that Qiao Yi had set them aside.

Su Jinse walks into the kitchen following the fragrance. In Qiao's big kitchen, he only sees Qiao Yi's back.

He was cooking in a white shirt and black trousers with a black apron around his waist.

Su Jinse soon thought of Qiao Yi's amnesia. He once cooked dishes.

He is probably very good at everything he does, but the dishes he makes are very bad.

She leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him. Qiao Yi didn't turn around and said, "coming?"

"How do you cook yourself?"

"Today is big brother's birthday." He turned around with a dish: "he always wanted to eat the food I cooked for him, but he didn't have such a chance."

The dishes in his hand look colorful and sell well.

"If you have a heart, he will do it when he is alive. When a man is dead, it's a show." Su Jinse has no feelings.

Qiao Yi is not angry: "help to serve food."

He cooked several dishes, fried pea sprouts with duck oil, duck bamboo shoot soup, pork tripe mushroom fried meat slices, crab meat and lion head, and noodles with scallion oil. The smell of scallion is strong and it looks very appetizing.

"So many dishes are made by yourself?"

"I said I made a cake, believe it or not?" Qiao Yi sets up the chopsticks. Su Jinse finds that he has three pairs, one of which should be Qiao Sheng's.

"Sit down." Qiao Yi took off her apron and threw it on the chair: "the three of us have never had a meal together."

Su Jinse smiles and sits down.

Qiao Yi put a lion's head in Qiao Sheng's bowl and another one for Su Jinse.

"If I'm afraid of poison, I'll take half."

"No more." Su Jinse said, "you eat your share."

Su Jinse is not afraid of poisoning him. If he has died once, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Besides, Qiao Yi is so crazy that she hasn't poisoned the food.

She tasted a piece of crab meat balls. Originally, she held the idea that it was not good to eat, but she didn't expect that when she took a bite, the taste was very layered. Pork, crab meat, and chopped water chestnuts were added, which was fresh, sweet and elastic.

Su Jinse took a bite and couldn't help asking, "which restaurant of Huaiyang cuisine did you buy it from?"

Qiao Yi smiles and shoves the whole ball into his mouth: "this is really the best praise for me."

"You did it?" Su Jinse is a little unbelievable.

"Shall I do it for you again?"

"There's no need for that."

She lowered her head to drink the old duck soup, and her eyebrows were almost fresh. The bamboo shoots in it were tender and crisp. Su Jinse liked to eat bamboo shoots. She listened to Qiao Yi's slow narration as she ate them.

"In the year when you disappeared, I would cook at home as long as I didn't socialize. After a long time, my cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds. Aunt Liu and the chef said that they were going to lose their jobs."

Su Jinse looked up at him: "you learn to cook and I disappear have a direct link?"

Qiao Yi also looks at her. There is a light hanging down on his head. The light is reflected in his eyes. His eyes are dazzling.

He laughed and didn't answer.

No matter whether he learns to cook or not, the dinner is delicious. It happens that Su Jinse only eats a bowl of bird's nest all day.

She finished a whole bowl of noodles with scallion oil, and her mouth was full of the mellow smell of scallion oil.

Qiao Yi always watched her eat: "you still eat as much as before."

"A person always mentions the past, either old or selling feelings." Su Jinse wiped his mouth with a paper towel: "or close up, you and I don't have so much before, even if there are, they are all bloody past."

Qiao Yi didn't retort, got up and went to the kitchen: "you can eat cake."

Tonight's Qiao Yi is very strange. No matter how mean Su Jinse is, he doesn't refute. Su Jinse has an illusion that he intends to kill her today.

Qiao Yi brought out the cake, and he could see that it was made by himself, because it was not very exquisite, and the uneven spread of cream had four words written askew with red jam. Happy birthday.

Qiao Yi lights a candle on the cake and turns off the light. It's a little dark in the dining room with only one flickering candle. Su Jinse can't see Qiao Yi's face in the dark.

She felt that Qiao Yi might have something to say.

Sure enough, he didn't blow out the candle or turn on the light. Instead, he spoke slowly: "my brother is 35 years old, eight years older than me, but in my impression, he seems to exist as a father."

It seems that Qiao Yi is going to sensationalize to the end tonight.

Su Jinse sneered and looked at him with her two hands holding her cheek.

When her eyes get used to the dark, she can see Qiao Yi's face clearly.

Flickering candle, Qiao Yi's face, handsome let any girl heart.

No wonder Xi Xuewei loves him so much.

But Xi Xuewei's love is too superficial. She only loves this gorgeous skin bag, but she can't see how dangerous a heart is under it.

She's waiting for Qiao Yi to go on. She can bear the numbness as long as Qiao Yi can speak.

"Because when I met my brother, I was seven or eight years old, and my brother was fifteen."

Su Jinse stares at him. Qiao Yi goes on to say, "I grew up in a welfare home. I'm the one who doesn't obey the discipline most. I often sneak out of the welfare home. Once I ran on the road and was almost hit by my brother's car. He was only 15 years old that year. His parents just passed away. He took me to the hospital, took me to eat, and went to the shopping mall to buy clothes."

Qiao Yi has been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Jinse through the dim candlelight: "for the first time in my life, I ate hamburgers with my brother."

Does Qiao Yi tell Su Jinse about his life experience?

Shouldn't it be a secret? Why tell her?

Qiao Yi and she smile: "later, my brother went to the welfare home to adopt me, until now."

Su Jinse doesn't know what to say. He doesn't speak all the time. Qiao Yi suddenly blows out the candle, and the whole restaurant is in the dark.

The smell of cream is flowing in the air and mixed with the smell of scallion oil.

It's very complicated. I don't know how to describe it.

"I'm not surprised to see your expression. It seems that you already know it."

Su Jinse didn't say yes or no.

Qiao Yi felt the switch on the wall and turned on the light. The restaurant was ablaze with lights again.

Su Jinse's eyes didn't adapt to the light for a moment, and almost shed tears because of the light.

For a long time, she said: "the secret of careful protection suddenly told me, I want to ask when to kill my mouth?"

"It's never a secret, it's just that it's not open to the public."

"Well, what's the purpose of your telling me?"

Qiao Yi didn't answer her question. She just pulled out the candle and whispered to Qiao Sheng: "happy birthday, brother."