Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

"I want to share a room with you for a few days..."

Huo Linyuan looked astonished.

Cheng Zhi didn't seem to see his surprised expression, and continued to complain in a low voice, "You have been tossing until midnight every time these days, I really can't bear it..."

As she said that, her face turned red, she took Huo Linyuan's arm, and lay on his shoulder, "Just let me rest for a few days, you promise me, I will make bubble shrimp for you every day, okay?"

"OK?"

Seeing Huo Linyuan in a daze, Cheng Zhi asked again, with a soft voice and a hook at the end.

"Master, this is the bubble shrimp made for you by Miss Cheng herself. Her hand is still hurt, but it took a lot of effort." Aunt Zhao put the plate on the table from the kitchen, and said good things for Cheng Zhi.

Huo Linyuan looked over, the bubble shrimp was golden yellow, chubby, really cute.

This dish is simple to make, but the preparation is complex, requiring shrimp to be delineated, peeled, and marinated.

Huo Linyuan came back to his senses, pulled Cheng Zhi's hand away, squeezed her chin with an angry face, squinted his eyes, and looked at her coldly, "Cheng Zhi, why are you pretending to be stupid, do you think it's just a dish, I'll eat it Will let you go??"

Cheng Zhi looked at him innocently, blinked, and raised two fingers cautiously, "Can you do it in two ways?"

Huo Linyuan was silent, looking at Cheng Zhi coldly.

Seeing that he still refused to agree, Cheng Zhi was a little angry.

With a soft snort, she blocked his hand and turned her head away. With an aggrieved expression on her face, she complained angrily, "Huo Linyuan! You've gone too far! Look at my hand, it hurts like this from cooking for you. You don't even want to be separated for a few days? You don't feel sorry for me at all, hum, I want to break up with you!"

Huo Linyuan's gaze fell on Cheng Zhi's bandaged hand, his eyes were deep, and he calmly asked, "Tell me again, how did your hand hurt?"

"It's not all your fault. When I left, I said I wanted to eat bubble shrimp. When I cut the back of the shrimp with scissors, I accidentally pricked my hand."

Cheng Zhi had a serious expression, with grievance written all over his face.

Huo Linyuan pursed his lips and remained silent, staring closely at Cheng Zhi, with a bit of probing and questioning in his gaze.

For a moment, he looked at Aunt Zhao.

At this moment, Aunt Zhao also fully realized that something was wrong with Cheng Zhi.

She whispered to Huo Linyuan, "Miss Cheng wakes up after a sleep and something is wrong. She was in a daze in the living room for a long time, saying that she wanted to cook for the young master..."

Huo Linyuan's eyes were dark, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and walked towards Cheng Zhi.

He propped his hands on the back of the sofa, leaned slightly, and approached her step by step, his eyes locked on the slight expression on her face.

Cheng Zhi leaned back, leaning against the back of the sofa, with an inexplicable expression, "What's the matter? If you don't speak, I'll take it as if you agreed!"

Huo Linyuan pinched her jaw and said word by word, "You better not be acting..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhi took his hand away, "Linyuan, what are you talking about? What kind of acting? If you don't eat, the food will be cold..."

Cheng Zhi directly pulled Huo Linyuan to the dining table, picked two pieces of bubble shrimp for him, and beamed with joy, "Try it quickly, I ate one just after cooking, it's so tender! It's indeed my best dish! "

Huo Linyuan looked at the two fat and round pieces in his bowl, and gave Cheng Zhi a faint look, "Eat your own!"

"Hmph, people care about you, and you still don't appreciate it?"

"Linyuan, his hand is hurt like this, it hurts...can you blow it up for me?" Cheng Zhi stretched out her gauze-wrapped hand to Huo Linyuan.

Huo Linyuan looked at the hand in front of him.

These hands were originally slender and well-proportioned, but now they are a bit skinny, with gauze wrapped around their palms.

Huo Linyuan glanced at Cheng Zhi coldly, grabbed her wrist and shook it off, put down his chopsticks, got up and went upstairs to the study.

Cheng Zhi looked at his cold back, rubbed her wrist, and muttered softly:

"Excessive, not sympathetic at all."

In the study, Huo Linyuan stood tall and straight, silently standing in front of the window, the light printed his shadow on the wall, alone.

He closed his eyes, and Cheng Zhi's abnormal behavior echoed in his mind.

She forgot what happened not long ago, and her memory went back to the time when they were passionately in love.

How sweet the past is, how painful the reality is.

She became a deserter, leaving him alone, tormented in the flames of emotion and reason, past and reality, and could never get relief.

"Dududu-"

There was a knock on the door outside.

Before Huo Linyuan could respond, Cheng Zhi pushed the door open and came in with a small tray in his hand, "Linyuan, I see you haven't had much dinner, so I made you a supper."

"Get out!" Huo Linyuan said in a cold voice that could not be ignored.

Cheng Zhi turned a blind eye to Huo Linyuan's bad attitude, put the tray on the desk, walked up to Huo Linyuan, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him like a cat stealing fragrance, "I'm going to sleep in the guest room, remember to have supper."

Cheng Zhi winked and smiled at him, turned and left calmly, and closed the study door.

No matter how bad his attitude was, she was still smiling as before.

It's like punching cotton with a punch, and the strength in my whole body can't come out.

Huo Linyuan's eyes fell on the tray on the desk, his eyes were indifferent, he narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to dump the contents into the trash can.