My superpowers are refreshed every week

Stressful days are spent in a calm way.

These days, Chen Yuan has only saved one dog and a half people with his ability to see the countdown to his lifespan.

It's strange. In the Qidian urban novels he read, the protagonists in them will make huge profits after using the golden finger, one after another, either to make money or to expand interpersonal relationships, as well as the eternal theme of Internet novels-collection. Girl.

As for myself, I bought a wave dragon on sale and gave half of it to others.

I saved the class teacher's beloved daughter's dog, but I didn't even say "You're not a bad boy" to thank me... Old Mo is such an idiot!

As for the girls...

"Today will be her last supper."

After returning home from school on Friday, Chen Yuan stood downstairs in his old apartment for a while, not daring to go upstairs.

Xia Xinyu was no longer at a loss.

But what about yourself?

To be honest, he even had some evil thoughts now.

Of course, not while it's hot.

It is said that all the dishes will be distributed to Ninggu Pagoda while they are still hot.

But, since her death cannot be avoided, why should I bear this psychological shadow?

She did enjoy the blessings of Xia Xinyu for a few days during her lifetime. She had several meals cooked for her without spending a penny on the bride price. She also washed all her clothes except her pants.

Even things like socks are washed by hand.

After witnessing the scene where socks need to be fixed with clips when drying, otherwise they will be blown away by the wind, Chen Yuan's world view that socks after washing and drying will be as sharp as salted fish was completely overturned.

Even He Sijiao at the table said, "Why do you feel that you have been shaking a lot recently? Is your mother here to take care of you?"

He obviously wanted a girlfriend to call him dad, but instead he got a young mother.

Just as he was standing downstairs in a mixed mood, a WeChat message was sent.

Xia Xinyu: Why don't you go upstairs?

Because there were a lot of exchanges in the past few days, he added the other party's WeChat.

"..." Chen Yuan slowly raised his head. At this time, a girl with a single ponytail standing by the kitchen balcony was staring at him curiously.

Or your own balcony.

If the story unfolded, I was passing by the balcony and was hit on the head by Xia Xinyu's clothes pole. I was angry and ready to ask for compensation, and then I saw the touching and graceful girl. Maybe the tone of the story would not be the same. So depressing.

Raising his hand slightly to Xia Xinyu, Chen Yuan walked into the apartment.

When they reached the fifth floor, Xia Xinyu had already opened the door and stood at the door: "It was just finished. You came back on time."

"yes."

Xia Xinyu's greeting has already started the topic. If you talk about anything in the company (school), the topic can continue.

But his "yes" locked up the subsequent chat.

Although she said it with a smile, Xia Xinyu could clearly tell that Chen Yuan was a little absent-minded.

Didn't he guess that he was going to commit suicide after cooking him dinner today?

Is it that obvious?

Or to put it another way, there is simply no way to get through it.

Also, after he rescued himself from the closed gas chamber that day, he didn't ask a word about suicide, and he never explained it from beginning to end, as if the incident had never happened at all.

The real problem still exists. If you try to brush it off with a kind of neglect that doesn't want to touch the wound, you will certainly not be able to brush it away.

He... must have discovered something.

"I bought wine today, but it's not beer...just two bottles of very low-alcohol fruit wine, would you like some?"

Holding a bottle of Rio in each hand and placing it on both sides of her face, Xia Xinyu tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"Okay, let's have a drink."

Chen Yuan still answered simply, and then sat at the table.

The dishes on the table include salt-and-pepper shrimps, sweet and sour short ribs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and a bowl of fried rice that is still golden in color after skimming off the oil. It looks particularly nourishing to the stomach and is filled with the aroma of medicinal herbs. Pork belly and chicken.

Although the portions of the dishes are not large, it is enough for two people.

Moreover, they are all very hard dishes.

"Why didn't you accept the transfer I sent to you via WeChat?" Chen Yuan transferred the 100 yuan he had spent to buy groceries for her, but the other party never accepted it, and in the end, the dish was successfully cooked.

This guy probably gave all her last ripples to him.

"I told you a long time ago that I'll treat you to this meal, so don't be polite." Xia Xinyu said quite seriously, "I've eaten so many of your meals in vain... I can't let you spend any more money this time."

Bolognese, eel and steak with rice, and three pounds of black pork middle ribs. Chen Yuan satisfied his craving for these expensive foods in just one week.

He is not a child of a wealthy family, so asking him to pay for the last meal would be too stingy.

Xia Xinyu still has 165.6 yuan left for living expenses. Instead of paying it every month, she will ask her parents for help when she runs out of money. And she thought she was going to die, so she even withdrew the money from QQ to grab red envelopes.

Originally, she had just over 100 left over after choosing the first four dishes, which was quite a bit of money, but in the end, the half a native chicken and half a pound of pork belly left her completely destitute.

it's okay no problem.

If you die, the money will never flow into the market, so it will be a waste.

She also thought about transferring the remaining money to others before she died...

But this will leave a lifelong shadow on the other party, right?

"Thank you very much."

Since the other party refused to accept it, Chen Yuan didn't try to persuade him. He just lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

He doesn't seem to be in a good mood today...

Although he kept smiling, his tone was also very gentle.

But after getting to know each other in the past few days, Xia Xinyu knew that Chen Yuan's normal state should be a person with a world-weary face, a high smile, and a hint of sinisterness in his tone, mixed with a bit of careless talk. …

It's not that this kind of polite, kind and friendly attitude is not good, it's just that it's a bit strange to attach it to him.

While peeking at him like this, Xia Xinyu weakly opened a can of champagne Rio, placed it next to him, and then continued to observe secretly.

"Thanks."

Chen Yuan said thank you again, and then continued to eat vegetables and drink cocktails.

Although it was a bit offensive to say this, Xia Xinyu really felt that this expression looked like a boy who hated everyone equally. Under normal circumstances, he should not be able to say thank you three times a year.

And in just a few minutes...twice?

"How does the food taste?" Xia Xinyu asked curiously, tilting her head.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." Chen Yuan nodded, then picked up a salt-and-pepper shrimp with the back open and put it into his mouth. Then he asked her puzzledly, "Why don't you eat it?"

"...Well, eat."

Forcing a smile, Xia Xinyu opened her can of white peach and elderflower flavored rio, took the initiative to clink glasses with Chen Yuan, each took a sip, and then the two of them lowered their heads to eat simultaneously.

Chen Yuan also personally served Xia Xinyu a bowl of pork belly and chicken soup, and she also put the best piece of short ribs into Xia Xinyu's bowl.

The two of them shared such a sumptuous dinner in peace and harmony...

Until Xia Xinyu suddenly stood up, slapped her hands on the small wooden table, and said angrily, "No, I've been cooking these dishes all afternoon, is this your only reaction?"

Lifting his head as slowly as an otter, Chen Yuan showed clear eyes: "Ah?"