The Hottie

Thanks for the first time I found that boys can cook so deliciously.

Her mother usually cooks at home, although her father occasionally helps, but the cooking skills are not flattering. Several cousins ​​of her relatives' cousins ​​also do not touch the sun. So when Helin brought up a bowl of fried rice, she subconsciously straightened her body.

However, the fried rice in front of me has a bright color and a tangy fragrance. Each grain of rice is wrapped in soft egg yolk, and it is matched with green beans and emerald green vegetables. It can be said to be quite exciting.

Seeing her motionless, Helin asked with a tilted mouth, "Why? Still worrying about my unruly intentions, will I give you medicine inside?"

Thanks and shook his head quickly.

Of course...no, she was just a little shocked.

Few people now cook for themselves, and she only cooks porridge and instant noodles.

In the morning when her mother told her to come to Helin's house for dinner, she had no hope at all.

did not expect--

Thanks, I took a spoon and filled it in the mouth,

It is as delicious as it looks.

After taking a few mouthfuls in silence, she looked up and saw Helin standing opposite with a glass of water, looking at herself intently. Cough slightly and ask: "Are you alone in your family? Do you often cook by yourself?"

He Lin nodded with a hmm.

Thanks and asked, "Where's your father?" She was in this house, and she didn't see any trace of the host.

The smile on Helin's lips slowly closed, his expression indifferent and solemn.

He said: "He has been away for a long time."

Thanks for the obvious misunderstanding of the meaning of this sentence. The fingers holding the handle of the spoon were tight, and there was guilt in his eyes, and a mouthful of rice was in his mouth and I didn't know how to swallow.

After a long while, he finally swallowed and said:

"Sorry."

He Lin didn't care much, leaning against the dining table, bending his lips to change the subject: "Is it delicious?"

Thanks and nodded vigorously.

"Then eat more." Helin said, if he can get it now, he will definitely reach out and touch the top of her head. She seemed to need comfort more than him, as if the person whose scars were exposed was not him, it was her. "My mother called back just now, saying that she and your mother might not be home until seven."

It's only 5:50, and there is still an hour before they come back.

Thanks a little.

I didn't know if I realized that I had said something wrong, or I was really hungry. In the following time, I thanked him and didn't speak.

He Lin was watching a video in the living room. After she finished the meal, she took the initiative to pick up the dishes and go to the kitchen to wash.

Helin said, "You don't need to clean up, I can just put it there."

But I thanked it and didn't hear it.

His home and Xie Liao's home are completely opposite structures. The living room faces the dining room, and the kitchen is turned by a bar. Inside is the bedroom and study.

Thanks for being familiar with the road, when Helin walked over, she had easily washed the chopsticks and bowl.

It's just that the cabinets of Helin's house are a bit tall, thank you, tiptoeing for a long time, but not reaching the edge of the cabinets.

Helin stood by the door and smiled softly. When she tried to open the cabinet again, she reached out to take the tableware from her, and asked, "Are you at home, do you also do housework?" He meant her clumsy.

"No." Thanks for a sigh of relief, and said calmly. Her family’s housework has always been contracted by her father, but she asked, “Didn’t your hand hurt?”

He Lin's body suddenly stopped, and the arms held in the air became stiff.

He looked down at her, "How do you know?"

She thanked her and said, "You used your left hand to serve food and chopsticks just now. Although you wear a wrist guard, you still subconsciously protect your right wrist." After that, she raised her head and asked religiously, "You Is the injury serious?"

For a moment, Helin didn't know how to speak.

The girl in front of her had dark eyes and a caring tone.

It is clearly those small details, but she can capture them keenly.

He never told anyone the reason for wearing a brace.

I always thought that it was a good cover.

Helin was stunned for a long time, lowered his eyes, and chuckled:

"Not very serious."

That's good.

Thanks, there was almost no doubt, and no more questions. After helping him pack his things, he walked to the hallway to say goodbye.

Helin sent her out the door. When she returned home, she realized that she had forgotten the snacks and sweets she bought next door.

Forget it... Thanks for thinking.

Think of it as a thank-you gift for him.

Thanks the next day, I still got up very early and went downstairs to practice English with Helin.

Now that Helin had explained the reason to her and the difficulties, she couldn't say no. And her English is good, which is no harm to anyone.

So in the flower garden downstairs, I saw a girl holding a book and reading carefully.

A tall boy next to her was running around the flower garden. When she got stuck, he occasionally reminded her with a word or two.

The sound is clear and moist, like a spring hitting a rock.

The early morning sun shines brightly on the two of them, shining in the thin mist.

Even the adults passing by to work couldn't help but cast sighs of emotion.

...

The weekend just passed, and it soon came to Monday.

Thank you this time, I was very lucky, and I did not wait for the bus late.

When she arrived at school, she actually came the earliest.

There was no one in the class. She waited for a while before someone came in one after another. Most of the weekend homework is not written to make up (chao) homework.

Thanks. Although he was still the squad leader after changing the class, he was already quite familiar with this behavior. He opened one eye and closed another.