Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Just these two words are like a sigh.

His eyes unconsciously fell on the mobile phone next to the sofa.

As if possessed, I picked up the phone and pressed one button after another, and heard a busy tone in my ears.

"Hey." After a few calls, Zhong Jiamu's somewhat confused voice came from inside.

Her heart seemed to be clenched suddenly, and her eyes became moist for a moment. She couldn't speak, but just listened stupidly.

"Who?"

Xi Changchang could almost imagine what Zhong Jiamu looked like. He must be frowning, with the corners of his eyes downward, and his face full of impatience. If he didn't get a response, he would hang up without hesitation.

It turns out that I miss you so much, and I have been thinking about it secretly.

The expected busy signal did not sound, and there was silence on the other side.

After a long while, his voice sounded again, a little low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing something: "Xiaoxiao...is it you?"

Xi Changchang seemed to have woken up from a dream, quickly turned off the phone, and threw the phone to the other end of the sofa, as if it was a good soldering iron.

Until the evening, I felt a little restless and in a trance. When eating dinner, I actually added a few spoons of MSG to the porridge. Xi's mother couldn't help but ask, and Xi Changchang hesitated a few words, so she could sleep at night.

I was a little sleepy as an excuse and hid in my room.

Lying on the bed, looking at the lines on the ceiling, holding the cold mobile phone in his hand, Xi Changchang burst into laughter.

She is far less important to Zhong Jiamu than Yang Xi thought.

I didn't understand it before, but I can see it clearly now.

She left without saying goodbye and cut off all contact, but the landline at her home remained unchanged. If he was really so thoughtful, why didn't he get a single call for so many days?

That's fine, the relationship between them was originally just a mistake he made when he was drunk. If they don't see each other again, they will gradually end.

There is no other involvement at all, nor should there be any other involvement.

This is good. She is using a new mobile phone at home and will change her card tomorrow. Today's obsessive impulse can be disguised as if it never happened.

Really, that’s fine too.

But, why do I think about it like this? It feels like there is a big stone lying across my chest, which is so heavy that I can't breathe. Even every breath I take is painful. But my heart feels like a piece is missing, and I feel empty and uncomfortable.

The answer was too obvious, as if she was ready to call it out. She closed her eyes, but she just didn't dare to think about it.

Last night she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She didn't close her eyes until early in the morning, but it turned out that each one was like a ball of yarn. She finally fell asleep and heard the doorbell ringing outside. She covered her ears with a pillow and tried not to hear it.

But the person outside obviously has a lot of patience.

When the doorbell rang for the twenty-second time, Xi Changchang finally got up from the bed.

I opened the door sleepily, but my eyes suddenly opened wide when I saw the person at the door.

Zhong Jiamu?!

She stood there blankly, looking at Zhong Jiamu who was dressed in dust and had red eyes outside the door.

Why are you here? How do you know my home address?…

There were too many questions to ask, but Xi Changchang just stood there stupidly, staring blankly at Zhong Jiamu who should be thousands of miles away.

"Don't talk, don't leave." Zhong Jiamu reached out and held her hand firmly, leaving six words that were confusing. He walked into the living room very generously, and then... collapsed on the sofa.

He fell into a deep sleep.

It took a long time for Xi Changchang to realize that the person in front of him, with his shoes still on and sleeping soundly on his sofa, was the real-life Zhong Jiamu.

You should be uneasy when facing him, but why are you just looking at him like this and the corners of your mouth can't help but turn up?

It was as if the haze of so many days had been swept away, and the ecstasy so full in his chest could almost annihilate him.

It's like a candy I ate when I was a child. As soon as I put it in my mouth, the sourness made my whole face wrinkle. But the astringency slowly faded away, and the sweetness inside was precious. The sourness before was also astringent.

, they are all worthy and beautiful.

Is this kind of joy that fills your chest, this unprecedented sense of certainty called...happiness?

From the corner of his eye, he saw the footprints on the light-colored floor tiles that symbolized the arrival of happiness, and Xi Changchang frowned.

Mother Xi mopped the floor before going to work every day, but someone stepped on it before it was even dry.

Xi Changchang tried to pull her hand out bit by bit, trying to destroy the evidence that she had "led the man into the house".

He struggled to pull his hand away, but couldn't pull it out. He held it tightly, as if he wanted to hold it like this forever and never let go.

Xi Changchang lowered his eyes and had no choice but to sit down on the sofa on the side.

He raised his chin with one hand and looked at the sleeping Zhong Jiamu. Only then did he realize that he had actually lost a lot of weight and his cheeks were a little slumped. When he fell asleep, his lips were slightly open and his breathing was regular and long. There was a layer of light gray under his eyes.

, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time. Thinking about it just now, his eyes were all red and sleepy, but when he looked down at her, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Looking at it like this, Xi Changchang, who was seriously sleep deprived, finally tilted his head and declared his death in battle.

When she woke up, he was looking at her thoughtfully.

Xi Changchang just woke up, her mind was still a little confused, and she blinked and looked back.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, before they could change from chaos to affection. "Gululu..." Xi Changchang's stomach broke the silence first.

Xi Changchang suddenly felt blood rushing to his head, his face was burning, and he quickly defended: "I didn't eat breakfast this morning."

Zhong Jiamu actually nodded seriously: "I didn't eat either."

"Then... let me go make some food?"

"You?" The painful experience in the past made the Zhong family raise their eyebrows in disbelief.

Xi Changchang lowered his head in shame: "It's better that you go."

Zhong Jiamu suddenly laughed. He rarely smiled like this, and his eyebrows were raised.

"I've been thinking about the first thing I should say when I meet you, but I didn't expect the style to be so smooth."

In other words, in his mind, Xi Changchang’s style is closely related to eating.

He is so merciless, and he is also a typical Zhong Jiamu style, Xi Changchang slandered him.

As if he could see through her thoughts, Zhong Jiamu smiled and knocked her on the head and walked into the kitchen.

Oh, why is it that the reunion is not as bloody and tearful as in romantic dramas, but instead we are ridiculed and laughed at?!

Oh, why don't you think he is gentle and sweet to me, but instead he has an element of violence (knocking on the head)?!

Xi Changchang was angry and unjust.

But I still followed the kitchen and watched Zhong Jiamu open the refrigerator, look for ingredients, add oil, stir...

It was past ten o'clock and the sun was already dazzling, but there was a soft and quiet halo of light shining on him through the window paper. When he was cooking, the expression on his face was serious and focused.

And she looked at him equally seriously and intently.

He suddenly turned around and raised his eyebrows high: "You peeked at me." He said in a very proud tone.

"No!" Xi Changchang immediately turned his face and studied the gaps in the tiles on the wall next to him attentively.

Zhong Jiamu kindly suggested: "Compared to that tile, I look better."

Xi Changchang was so embarrassed that she turned around and left.

But was pulled.

"Don't leave! Since you have given me the first evil look, you must persevere and carry on." Zhong Jiamu's tone was full of ridicule, but suddenly it became deeper: "Now that you have seen it, you must see it like this for the rest of your life.

understand?"

He said this half-truthfully, but there was an unmistakable determination in his eyes.

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, but his eye circles were a little moist. He just nodded vigorously.

Zhong Jiamu was very satisfied. For the first time, he praised her seriously: "Well, you have very good taste."

Such a typical Wang Po almost made Xi Changchang petrified on the spot, who was in deep intoxication and emotion.

Fortunately, the quality of the cooked rice has little to do with the chef's personality. Otherwise, Xi Changchang suspected that after eating this meal, her internal organs would all turn into black.

The legendary villain.

With his stomach half full, Xi Changchang remembered a lot of questions he had and asked inarticulately: "Zhong Jiamu, when did you come? How did you know my home address? How did you get here?"

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her and replied slowly: "Yesterday afternoon, school, taking the bus."

Xi Changchang rolled his eyes: "There is only one local train in the afternoon and it will arrive at one o'clock in the afternoon. The direct train leaves at two o'clock in the morning. Zhong Jiamu, how did you get here?"

I asked him casually, but she caught me by the hair! This Zhong family has many criminal records and is facing bankruptcy of credit.

"I did come by car." Zhong Jiamu shrugged: "But the car I drove myself."

Xi Changchang's hand holding the chopsticks stopped there. It was more than two thousand miles away and more than ten hours of driving. No wonder he fell asleep as soon as he entered the door.

It was obvious that he should be reprimanded for such a dangerous behavior, but even he couldn't believe the soft voice when he spoke: "Idiot, the plane will arrive in less than three hours."

Zhong Jiamu lowered his eyes. How could he think of so many things at that time.

After receiving her call.

He asked Song Qin for the key. Although Song Qin kept saying that maybe someone else accidentally typed it wrong, he stubbornly believed that it was her. He also just wanted to see her, as soon as possible, so he rushed with the key.

When I came out, I didn't dare to get on the expressway because I was afraid of being interrogated. I was bumpy on the bumpy road. I kept making phone calls to avoid going the wrong way.

When he rang the doorbell, his hands were shaking, maybe it wasn't her.

When she really stood in front of him, the fatigue of this night and the longing for these months were released instantly. He felt tired and endlessly sleepy. But he was still worried in his heart, afraid that she would drive him away, afraid that she would drive him away.

He left quietly again.

He could only hold her hand and say: "Don't talk, don't leave."

When he opened his eyes, he saw her sleeping soundly on the sofa with her head tilted. Her hand was still in his. Only then did she feel a little more stable. But she began to be afraid again. She was just soft-hearted and didn't know how to refuse.

.

When she looked at him vaguely and said nothing, his heart almost stopped. If she spoke...if she spoke about Zhong Jiamu, I don't want to see you again.

So, what should he do?

But she just blushed and explained sheepishly: "I didn't have breakfast this morning."

Fortunately, she only blushed and explained sheepishly: "I didn't have breakfast this morning."

In the past ten years or so, he has not worried about gains and losses as much as he did in these few hours today.

But when I turned around and saw her leaning against the kitchen door and looking at me, I realized that everything was worth it.

If she doesn't mention the past, he pretends to forget it. If she doesn't talk about love, he won't talk about love either.

She wants to be an ostrich, and he will accompany her to whitewash the peace.

As long as she is around and you can see her when you turn around, that's fine.

He smiled and said, "I'll remember that next time."

But this next time, God knows when.

In the short term, he didn't think there was a chance they would be separated again.

But this short period of time is too short...

After clearing away the dishes, Xi Changchang gave the order to expel the guests.

Zhong Jiamu's face was disgusting: "Why do I have to leave now?"

Xi Changchang said sternly: "You are a student, go back and have a good class!"

Zhong Jiamu Liangliang reminded: "It's summer vacation now."

Xi Changchang raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock: "Even if I don't go back today, I have to find a place to live outside first."

"We'll go back later. It's not even noon yet."

He was about to leave just after seeing her? Are you kidding me?

“It’s too hot in the afternoon.”

Zhong Jiamu compromised: "Then you go with me."

It doesn't matter where you go, the key is to accompany you.

"No!" Xi Changchang's answer was so decisive that it finally made him suspicious. In addition, she kept looking at the wall clock...

There is only one truth, and the answer is ready to come out...

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Mother Xi's voice came through the wooden door: "Xiaoxiao, why don't you open the door yet?"

Xi Changchang's face turned pale and he replied: "I'm in the toilet, wait a minute."

Seeing the crying Xi Changchang, Zhong Jiamu's face darkened.

Is he so shameless?!

blind date

Finally, he pushed and pulled Zhong Jiamu into his room, and made a silent gesture before daring to open the door.

"Why so slow?" Mother Xi said as she walked in.

When Xi's mother prepared the meal, Xi's father happened to go home with his briefcase. The family ate happily while Xi Changchang stayed behind to wash the dishes.

as usual.

It's just that Xi Changchang moved extremely quickly today. After finishing his work at lightning speed, he was about to go back to his room.

"Smile." Mother Xi looked at her with a smile on her face.

Xi Changchang stopped helplessly, and Xi's mother handed over a glass of water very kindly: "Drink some water to clear your stomach after eating."

Xi Changchang was anxious to go back, took the cup and poured it into his stomach.

Then I heard Mama Xi's seemingly casual words.

"Go change your clothes and get dressed up, and go on a blind date in the evening."

"Blind date?!" Xi Changchang spat out in one breath.

Mother Xi nodded, her expression still kind: "You are not young anymore. You have been working in other places. Now that you stay at home, you should make plans for the future."

Xi Changchang glanced back and forth at Mama Xi, who had a gentle smile on her face, and Papa Xi, who was noncommittal, and then suddenly realized that they were going to clear out her inventory.

Guiltily, I glanced at the door of my room, hoping that the sound insulation effect of this wooden door was not bad.

Mother Xi said sincerely: "Today I introduce to you this person who is from your father's company. He has a good character and a good family background. The most rare thing is that he is also honest and sincere. Your father also values ​​him very much..."

Suddenly, I heard a strange noise coming from Xi Changchang's room.

Mother Xi was interrupted and glanced over: "What's the sound?"

Cold sweat broke out on Xi Changchang's head: "No, keep talking."

Mother Xi did not become suspicious and continued to brag: "I went to your dad's company last time and saw that the young man was good-looking and very polite..."

The strange sounds in Xi Changchang's room became louder and louder.

Mother Xi finally became suspicious: "Xiaoxiao, what keeps making noises in your room?"

"I'm going to take a look!" Before Xi's mother got up, Xi Changchang immediately put down the water glass and ran back.

When he opened the door, he was faced with an ugly-looking Zhong Jiamu.

If he put on a shit face when she pushed him into the room, then there are no words to describe his current expression.

"Are you going on a blind date?" A questioning sentence and a questioning tone.

Xi Changchang winked and lowered his voice: "Keep your voice down."

Zhong Jiamu put on a face of complaining about her husband, but seeing how nervous she looked, she still lowered her voice. I wonder if it was due to deliberate suppression that she actually sounded a little sad: "You have to go behind my back and talk to me.

People are dating?”

Xi Changchang once again failed to grasp the key point and just frowned: "What's not three or four?"

Zhong Jiamu said matter-of-factly: "Except for me, everyone else is neither three nor four."

Heresies!

Xi Changchang had no time to argue, so he lowered his voice and taught him seriously: "You didn't sleep well yesterday. Get some sleep later and don't make any weird noises again!" Finally, he gave him a warning look and went out.

And closed the door.

I could vaguely hear her explaining outside: "Haha, something on the table fell to the floor."

Zhong Jiamu stood there, seriously thinking about the possibility that he would go out, shake hands with Xi's father, talk to Xi's mother, and then pack Xi Changchang away.

Thinking of the little ostrich's reaction, he still shook his head.

Don't push her too hard.

This was not easy anymore. She recognized him and accepted him. All that was left was to wait.

He hates waiting, but when he knows that there will be a desired result at the end, waiting does not seem so difficult.

After closing the door, I looked back at the room and saw the novels scattered on the bed, the round creamy yellow lemon scented box on the table, and the messy table.

A long-lost feeling of familiarity.

He suddenly relaxed, and the tense nerves for so many days were completely relaxed. After a night of driving and bumpy driving with concentration, he only slept for a while today, and now the fatigue and sleepiness came to him.

Think about someone's one-sided personality, now that you recognize him, you will never go on a blind date.

He fell on the bed, with such thoughts in his mind, and fell into sleep.

When he woke up and saw the dark night outside and the empty room, he realized that he might be too confident.

The hands of the wall clock had already pointed to eight o'clock, and the kitchen was still empty with no sign of use.

The air conditioner in the living room was turned off, and there was no warmth at the vents. It had obviously not been running for a long time.

The handbag that Xi Changchang originally placed on the sofa was nowhere to be found.

All the evidence points to one fact... someone actually dared to go out on a blind date.

It was past nine o'clock when Xi Changchang and his family came back. When they opened the door and turned on the light, Xi's mother frowned: "Why does it smell like cigarettes?"

Xi Changchang was frightened. He tried his best to be a child herding sheep and took two strong breaths: "No, why didn't I smell it?"

Fortunately, Mother Xi was attracted by something else: "Xiaoxiao, what do you think of Xiao Lin today? I think he has a good impression of you. Have you left each other's mobile phone numbers?"

Xi Changchang shouted that he couldn't bear it, hesitated for a few words and then returned to the room.

When he opened the door, he realized that the whole room was filled with smoke, and Zhong Jiamu was leaning there, puffing away at his cigarette.

Xi Changchang has seen him several times and tried to persuade him to no avail, but he has never seen him smoke so fiercely, leaving a thick layer of soot on the ground.

She walked over and lowered her voice: "Did you just go to the living room?"

Zhong Jiamu's eyebrows were a little gloomy, but he just said "hmm" indifferently.

I remember that when Xi's father was ordered to quit smoking, even if he took a few puffs secretly overnight, Xi's mother could still smell it. Now Zhong Jiamu actually pretended to be Xi's mother's disapproval and openly ran to the living room. Xi Changchang's face fell.

: "I will be killed by you!"

Zhong Jiamu put out his cigarette and didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he whispered: "I saw it all."

"Huh?" There is no beginning or end, what do you see?

Zhong Jiamu crumpled the cigarette in his hand: "I saw that man sending you back."

"Oh." Xi Changchang responded, and then fell silent.

She came back in such a mess. In the eyes of her parents, for a daughter to do such a thing, she must be emotionally frustrated. So she put a lot of effort into arranging today's blind date. She had to go, in order to reassure them.

But now I feel a little guilty and want to explain, but feel a little strange.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

After a while, it was Zhong Jiamu who had a sullen face first and broke the silence: "I'm very hungry."

"Well?"

"I have only eaten one breakfast since noon yesterday." He said with a sullen expression, "Then you left me here."

Xi Changchang felt guilty: "I'll go get you something."

"Let's go out to eat."

"There are a lot of things in the refrigerator..."

"I didn't bring a change of clothes." In other words, I had to go out and buy them.

Xi Changchang glanced at the door, and could still vaguely hear the sound of the TV in the living room: "We can't get out."

She definitely doesn't have the guts to smuggle in a living person, especially a man, under the eyes of two high-ranking officials.

Zhong Jiamu walked to the window sill and took a look below: "Fortunately, it's not very high."

He turned around and ordered: "You find an excuse to go out, I will wait for you below."

"You want to jump down?!" Xi Changchang was shocked. What a sin, what a sin, he was already so hungry?!

…

Zhong Jiamu looked at Xi Changchang who was in disbelief, and unfortunately understood what she was thinking at this time. After being silent for two seconds, he finally chose to ignore it, walked over and opened the window.

When Xi Changchang went out with the excuse of going out to make soy sauce, Zhong Jiamu was already waiting for her downstairs with his pockets in his hands.

After looking back and forth for a few times and confirming that Zhong Jiamu was unharmed, Xi Changchang finally felt relieved: "Fortunately, I didn't fall."

Zhong Jiamu, who was treated as a reincarnated hungry ghost, was speechless. Couldn't she see that there was only one meter between her window and the balcony?

He didn't bother to refute and just asked: "Where are we going?"

Where to go? There are delicious food and beautiful things to see. Xi Changchang raised his head: "Go to Victory Street."

Victory Street is the most prosperous area in Y City, with everything from large shopping malls to small street stalls. Even if it is not a holiday, it is always a dark place. Especially at night, handsome men and beautiful women from all walks of life gather together, with exquisite makeup and handsome clothes.

People are dazzled.

Xi Changchang has always been a passerby here, and he is the kind of obscene character who turns around frequently when he sees a beautiful and handsome guy. I didn't expect that today he would be the target of someone turning around to look at him. I couldn't help but sigh.

She came out to hang out, and she really had to pay back. Looking at Zhong Jiamu, who was completely at ease, Xi Changchang deliberately slowed down... The pressure was too great, so she kept her distance. If others looked at her like this again, she would probably agree.

The hands and feet are the same.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Jiamu also slowed down. No matter how slow she was, he would be slower, and if she was slower, he would be slower.

Xi Changchang almost crawled like a snail. Zhong Jiamu finally noticed something was wrong, lowered his head and frowned and asked her: "What's wrong?"

"A lot of people are looking at you."

"Really?" He didn't realize it.

"You didn't notice?" He didn't feel any of the naked gazes?

"without."

"How is it possible?!" He is too nervous, he treats the beauties around him as if they are nothing?!

"I regard everyone else as wood."

Uh... Xi Changchang looked around speechlessly. The sunny beauty wearing shorts and a S-like Sassoon hair was a block. The girl in a lady's skirt and smiling shyly was a block. The girl with a bag on her shoulder was a block.

The girl with the upturned eyebrows is a piece of wood...

A living urban forest.

But when I think about it, he said "other people", so I must be an exception.

So many people want to see him, but he only wants to see me... Ho ho, what a romantic plot!

The vanity unique to women arises spontaneously, and Xi Changchang snickers, like a cat that has stolen fish.

When we arrived at the mall, we went straight to the fifth floor, which specializes in sports and leisure. Looking at the salesperson at the counter who smiled so sweetly, Xi Changchang couldn't laugh anymore.

She is not a piece of wood, she simply has a human background!

Generally speaking, when you have a coveted male partner by your side, other people of the same sex will react in one of two ways: envy or jealousy.

The former is naturally because you are also a beautiful woman, and you are so beautiful that even people of the same sex are attracted to you. The latter is a normal reaction, angrily thinking that you are like a toad and a bunch of cows in the reincarnation of grain.

But after the beautiful saleswoman turned her attention from Zhong Jiamu to her, with just one glance, she was sure that she had no lethality at all. She didn't even bother to show jealousy, and completely regarded her as a background.

Completely ignored by others, completely reduced to a little transparent person, who kept admiring and smiling at the Zhong family.

Until the two of them came out of the mall, Xi Changchang could still hang a soy sauce bottle on her mouth.

Zhong Jiamu walked forward behind her with the bag in hand, a smile on his lips. In the bustling street, the sounds of speakers and hawkers could be heard in his ears. He obviously hated crowds of people, but he felt inexplicably happy.

The gloom just now.

It must be for that big beauty just now!

Xi Changchang thought angrily, completely ignoring the person behind him and speeding up his steps unconsciously.

But his arm was grabbed by him, and he turned his head and frowned angrily: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Jiamu's eyebrows were crescent, her chin was raised to the side, and she said two short words: "BBQ."

Only then did Xi Changchang smell the spicy aroma coming from the roadside, and rushed over with an "ouch".

The second Cold War came to an end. Xi Changchang had a skewer of mutton skewers in his left hand, a skewer of fish and tofu in his right hand, and a bowl of spicy hotpot in front of him. He was enjoying eating.

Zhong Jiamu ate very slowly. Seeing her greedy look, he couldn't help but tease her: "We just went to have a blind date dinner, why are we so hungry?"

Xi Changchang's face drooped when he mentioned the blind date. During the blind date, he was in a very high-end restaurant. The so-called high-end restaurant means that the food was poor and expensive. Besides, even if there was a Manchu-Han banquet in front of him, facing a picture of you

The face that was forced to "try to get involved" was hard to eat. What's more, there were two elders watching eagerly from the side. After eating this meal, my stomach hurt.

Xi Changchang was pitiful: "I only ate a few spaghetti after three hours of eating."

"So long." That man is very talkative. Zhong Jiamu still looks casual on the surface: "Then what did you say?"

Xi Changchang thought hard. At first, it was the greetings introduced by his parents, and then the two of them were alone. They seemed to have said a lot, but they didn't seem to remember much of what they said.

It's all nonsense.

Looking for flowers among the ruins, she concluded: "Talked about his ideals and goals in life."

"Oh? What ideals and goals?"

Thinking of Comrade Lin's full confidence when he talked about his ideals, and then thinking of his shameless mediocrity, Xi Changchang couldn't help but admire: "His ideals in life are love and career."

"Career and love?" Zhong Jiamu snorted rudely: "It's just money and women."

Such a high-sounding ideal was distorted into such a vulgar way by him. Xi Changchang choked and couldn't refute. He said angrily: "Then what are you?"

Hehe, don't blame her for being unkind, ideals and goals are probably not found in Zhong Jiamu's dictionary.

Zhong Jiamu raised his head and looked at her, his eyes particularly bright in the dense white mist.

Being looked at by him like this, Xi Changchang suddenly felt uncomfortable.

The stall was in a corner of the street, and there were bustling crowds in front of him, as well as neon lights shining in the night sky in the distance. He spoke softly, as if with a bit of a smile: "Have a good meal."

The voice was not loud, but it seemed to be shouted from the heart, with a kind of decisive determination, suppressing the noise around it, as if the surroundings were silent, only these three words remained.

Xi Changchang was stunned. At first he just didn't understand, but when he realized what he was doing, his whole face was on fire.

It's like a hot pot of ice cream is burning in my heart, and the sweetness is flowing out.

So, she lowered her head and ate the fish and tofu with great concentration.

He didn't even dare to raise his eyes.

family affection

From barbecue to spicy hotpot, from Mexican tacos to hand-made pancakes, they said they were "accompanying" Zhong Jiamu to eat, but in fact, it was Xi Changchang who raided the snack street all by himself.

It took them nearly an hour to walk through an alley about twenty meters long from beginning to end.

Finally arriving at the entrance of the alley, Zhong Jiamu was speechless as he looked at Xi Changchang, who was walking clearly a little heavy in front of him.

It turns out that she once said that she likes to eat snacks, but now it seems that the "like" is used too implicitly.

Xi Changchang took a few steps forward with "faltering steps". When she looked back, she saw Zhong Jiamu looking at her with a strange look, and urged her: "Let's go quickly."

Zhong Jiamu slowly caught up: "Where are you going?"

Xi Changchang showed a salivating expression and announced gloriously: "Let's go eat wontons!"

Zhong Jiamu looked at her even more strangely...

In fact, the wonton stall is not on the snack street, but in an inconspicuous corner, which is a bit deserted.

The stall owner is an old man who is already a little rickety. The stalls are all on a tricycle. There is just a bamboo pole on the handlebar with a small dim light bulb hanging on it.

There were only two low tables and four or five small folding benches around the stall, so people had to curl up in a ball when sitting down.

Xi Changchang looked interested, and pulled Zhong Jiamu to sit down: "Boss, two bowls of wontons!"

The wontons were served quickly, and they tasted pretty good, but they were not worth going to a place that looked like a ghost movie.

Especially the person who specially dragged him here, his face wrinkled after just two or three meals: "Zhong Jiamu, I'm too full, I can't eat any more."

"That's all that's left." Zhong Jiamu didn't see any difficulty.

"No." Xi Changchang blocked her mouth and pushed the bowl in front of her towards him: "Can you help me finish it?"

Not having this habit, Zhong Jiamu instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he looked up and saw her pitiful eyes, he sighed: "Okay."

The dim light seemed to be wrapped in a ball in the light, and combined with the mist of moisture on the stall, he ate bite after bite. Occasionally he raised his eyes and saw her sitting there, holding her chin in her hand, just waiting for him.

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Her eyelids were a little droopy, and she felt a little bored. Perhaps it was because he ate slowly and made her impatient to wait.

Zhong Jiamu lowered his eyes and moved slower, thinking that it would be good to have this extra minute and second.

After finishing the wontons, the two of them walked back. When Xi's father first became prosperous more than ten years ago, he bought a house in a prime location next to Shengli Street. There is only a central garden separated from Shengli Street. It is convenient for shopping and the environment is good.

quiet.