After the divorce, the wife and cubs amazed the world

Ji Mingche looked at the dessert in front of him with incredible eyes.

"Did you make it for me?"

Didn’t Sisi always hate herself?

Do you wish he would die immediately?

Why do you still make desserts for yourself?

Although he was very happy, the environment he had lived in since he was a child still made him sound the alarm and subconsciously become suspicious.

"Forget it if you don't want to eat it!" Jian Si grabbed the dessert, poured it into the trash can without hesitation, and walked upstairs without looking back.

Thinking she was angry, Ji Mingche chased after her and grabbed her hand.

"I'm sorry, don't be angry, I didn't say I wouldn't eat!"

Jian Si ignored him, walked to her room, opened the door, shook his hand off hard, entered and closed the door with a bang.

Ji Mingche suddenly became anxious.

This was the first time Sisi made dessert for him, but it was ruined because of his suspicion.

It also made her unhappy.

He bent his index and middle fingers and knocked lightly on the door.

"Sisi, I really don't mean anything else. I just hesitated. Don't be angry! I promise you, if you make it for me next time, I will eat it without hesitation."

There was no response from the door.

Ji Mingche knew that Jian Si was really angry.

He knocked on the door for a while and begged for mercy. Just when he thought Jian Si would ignore him, the door suddenly opened.

Jian Si looked at herself expressionlessly.

Ji Mingche's face was filled with joy: "Sisi, are you not angry anymore?"

Jian Si asked: "Is what you just said true?"

Ji Mingche was stunned at first. He didn't realize what she meant at first. Then he remembered what he had just said and nodded immediately: "Of course it's true. If you are willing to make me dessert, I can't help but ask for it."

Although he doesn't like sweets.

However, he would eat anything as long as it was made by Sisi.

Jian Si twitched the corners of her lips.

Ji Mingche was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had seen it wrong. Before he could take a closer look, Jian Si had already closed the door again.

Ji Mingche felt as if he had been electrocuted. He stood there stupidly and didn't react for a long time.

Was Sisi smiling at him just now?

Is it a laugh?

Hey.

Sisi actually smiled at him.

Ji Mingche didn't know how he left Jian Si's door. Anyway, he was in a good mood and kept laughing. Even when he went to bed at night, he couldn't help but wake up laughing.

Originally, he thought Jian Si would make dessert for him the next day.

But there was no movement for the next three days.

He couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

On the fourth day, he sat at the dining table and looked at Jian Si while eating. He wanted to give a hint, but before he could speak, Jian Si brought up a beautiful ceramic plate with plum blossoms printed on it.

Five small cakes were placed on the ceramic plate.

The small cake was wrapped in oil paper printed with plum blossoms, and covered with a thick layer of cream. A flower was squeezed on top with rose-red cream.

In terms of appearance alone, it's very beautiful.

It's like buying it from a cake shop.

Jian Si sat next to him, folded her hands on the dining table, rested her chin on the back of her hands, looked at him, and said expectantly: "Try it and see how it tastes?"

With the experience last time, Ji Mingche did not dare to hesitate anymore. He picked up the fork on the dinner plate, took a bite and put it into his mouth.

He doesn't like sweets.

So as an adult, he hardly touched cakes, especially the cream on top, which he found very greasy.

I feel tired now too.

But because it was made by Jian Si himself, he could ignore the sweet feeling in the cream and coaxed her with a smile: "It tastes pretty good! It's better than the ones made outside."

Jian Si followed his words and pushed the plate in front of him: "Eat everything you like! I've been doing it for a long time."

Ji Mingche really didn't like this taste, but he was afraid that Jian Si would be angry, so he gritted his teeth and forced himself to eat all five small cakes.

After eating, he immediately took a sip of water to dilute the sweetness in his mouth.

Seeing him finish the cake, Jian Si's eyes flashed with coldness, then she picked up the plate and returned to the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and washed the plate herself.

Ji Mingche has been in a good mood recently.

Because Jian Si would make him food in different ways every day.

Sometimes it’s dessert, sometimes it’s cooking.

She doesn't do much.

Just enough for one person.

This made him wonder for a while whether Jian Si had forgiven himself and was ready to accept himself.

This question has been pressing in my mind for many days. After eating the mango pudding made by Jian Si again, I couldn't help but ask: "Sisi, you, don't you blame me?"

There was no trace of nervousness in his voice.

Jian Si glanced at him indifferently and did not answer his words. She just picked up the bowl of mango pudding and went into the kitchen, turned on the faucet and cleaned it.

"...??"

Ji Mingche wasn't sure what Jian Si meant, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Ji Mingche felt that the relationship between him and Jian Si was strange.

It was clear that Jian Si kept making food for him every day, but he felt as if there was a protective shield around Jian Si. If he got closer, he would be bounced back.

He felt that he and Jian Si seemed to be slowly getting closer, but they were still far apart.

This state is suffocating.

Don't know what to do.

If Jian Si hits him or scolds her, he can still feel her emotions.

But now I can't figure out what she is thinking at all.

His expression was indifferent, and he occasionally pulled his lips, as if smiling, but not smiling.

It looks easy to get close to, but it is difficult to get close.

This went on for a month.

Recently, Ji Mingche found that he was feeling strange recently. He felt nauseous from time to time, had headaches and dizziness, was very tired all over, had weakness in his limbs, seemed to be unable to exert any energy, and was in particularly low spirits.

At first, I thought it was caused by being too busy at work and not getting enough sleep. After a few days of rest, the symptoms not only did not subside, but became more and more serious.

Sometimes my breathing speeds up and my heartbeat becomes erratic.

He went to the hospital for a physical examination, but nothing was found. He was just told to go home and have a good rest, and was prescribed some medicine to take care of himself at home.

night.

Jian Si sat on the bed in the room, holding an apple core in her hand and using a knife to pick out the seeds one by one.

Just then, the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

Jian Si checked the apple core and made sure that all the seeds inside were picked out, then threw the core into the trash can, wrapped the seeds in paper, and placed it under the pillow.

After everything was settled, he picked up the phone. Seeing that the call was from Su Wan, he quickly connected it and put it to his ear.

Before she could speak, Su Wan couldn't wait to say: "Sisi, where are you? When will you come back? Shen... Shen Xiuran is back, and he has brought your son back."

"what?"

Jian Si thought she heard it wrong. She was slightly startled and asked uncertainly, "What did you just say? Say it again."

Su Wan was obviously very excited, and his voice was slightly trembling: "Shen Xiuran is back, and he also brought back a baby boy, saying he is your son——"