Reborn 1990: Make a fortune and become well-off

When she woke up in the morning and saw the familiar room, the familiar ceiling, and the familiar layout, Lin Meihui felt unreasonable joy flowing in her heart. She turned her head, but she didn't see Song Yi on the bed.

Lin Meihui frowned, went to work so early?

At this time, she heard the sound of people walking back and forth outside the house, and the air was still filled with the faint fragrance of food. Only then did Lin Meihui realize that Song Yi was making breakfast for herself. This long-lost happiness washed over her heart. This kind of It feels like a feather being blown up to the sky by the breeze, free and aimless.

Lin Meihui got up and saw a new women's pajamas lying beside her. It was obviously prepared by Song Yi, but she didn't even notice when it was placed next to her bed.

Thinking of last night, that kind of tireless time and time again, Lin Meihui's heart almost melted.

Lin Meihui put on her pajamas. They fit the size perfectly and were made of very good quality. They were very comfortable to wear. She looked down and saw a girly pink slipper on the ground. This kind of pink used to be her least favorite color.

She always feels that the pink color makes people feel weightless and unsteady, and she always feels light and textureless after wearing it.

Probably when I was a kid, my parents didn't have money to buy anything, so they only bought pink Deliangs for a few younger sisters to wear. Those pink ones turned white and thin over time, and that color seemed to symbolize poverty.

Lin Meihui kicked off her slippers and walked barefoot outside the house.

Walking to the door of the kitchen, she saw Song Yi wearing an apron and busy. There were a few simple dishes on the table nearby. The pot was still steaming. It should be millet porridge. Lin Meihui walked to Song Yi and leaned over to think. You need to know what kind of rice is in the pot.

"What are you cooking? It smells so good..."

"It's boiled shrimp. They say eating shrimp in the morning will provide enough nutrition. I still have two boxes in the refrigerator at home, so I'll cook some and eat..."

After Song Yi finished speaking, Lin Meihui fell silent.

She was stunned, and the hand holding Song Yi unknowingly let go. She took a step back hesitantly, thinking about whether to tell Song Yi that she couldn't eat shrimp at all, even if she ate anything related to shrimp, she would be in trouble. Allergy, red rash all over the body.

In the past, Song Yi would never buy shrimps, let alone eat them.

He used to take her to the beach to eat seafood, and he always warned the chef not to use the shrimp pot and chopsticks to cook, otherwise she would have a serious allergic reaction. At that time, his thoughtfulness made Lin Meihui take it for granted.

But now everything seems to have changed...

This change is not only a matter of memory loss, but also makes Lin Meihui always feel that she is no longer so important in Song Yi's mind, although she also knows that he has lost his memory now and cannot compare with before.

This feeling made her more uncomfortable than the pink slippers. When Lin Meihui had these thoughts, her mood had unconsciously become depressed.

Song Yi had already cooked the shrimps and put them on a very beautiful plate. He was not sure if Lin Meihui had bought this plate. Anyway, it had been here for a long time. He had done everything carefully. He just wanted to Let your lover have a happy mood in the morning.

Looking back and seeing Lin Meihui's bare feet, Song Yi frowned, "Didn't you see those slippers? I asked Tan Tian to buy them early in the morning. I wasn't sure what color you liked, so I picked a more feminine one. …”

Lin Meihui stood there with her toes clasped, not knowing what to say for a moment, and finally decided to tell her true thoughts.

If people who love each other still have to avoid each other, then they will definitely be more tired when getting along in the future. Lin Meihui smiled and said, "I don't like pink, don't call me pretentious. I have hated pink since I was a child...the floor is not cold either." , it’s good to be barefoot.”

When Song Yi heard this, he realized that he had made a mistake.

He didn't say anything, just walked to Lin Meihui, carried her to the living room, then found a pair of hotel disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at her feet, "Then you can wear these first, the quality is quite good … It’s just going to slip when you go to the bathroom, so you have to be careful.”

"Ah."

Lin Meihui felt that Song Yi was also a little unhappy, but this matter would definitely be inevitable in the future. Lin Meihui decided to mediate the atmosphere, "When did you like to eat shrimp? When you were with me before, you didn't touch shrimp..."

"It's about Yali... She said that eating shrimp can help me recover my memory... Yes, she didn't want me to recover my memory, but she kept it in the refrigerator, so I cooked it and ate it. Don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like..."

Lin Meihui looked at Song Yi. This man was still as handsome as before, and even a little more mature and charming than before. Especially after losing his memory, the trace of rural innocence in him was gone. He was completely deep and calm. man.

But for some reason, Lin Meihui still felt a little awkward. She finally said, "I just can't eat shrimp. I'm allergic to it and will go to the hospital. So the chopsticks and spoons you just put next to the shrimp, I It can’t be used anymore…”

As soon as Lin Meihui said these words, Song Yi was immediately stunned.

He looked at Lin Meihui thoughtfully, and was a little confused for a moment. This look made Lin Meihui's heart twitch. He obviously blamed himself. Lin Meihui said hurriedly, "It doesn't matter, those side dishes must be fried first." Yes, those are enough for me..."

"Do you want some milk?"

Song Yi's voice was a little cautious, and Lin Meihui smiled and nodded, "Milk is for drinking, just share a bag between the two of us. I don't want to drink too much and make my stomach full..."

Song Yi nodded, turned around and went into the kitchen to heat the milk again.

He took out all the shrimps from the pot and put them into a plastic bag, let them cool down, and stuffed them into the refrigerator to refrigerate. Since Lin Meihui couldn't eat them, he didn't plan to eat them. After boiling the milk, he put everything in All brought to the table.

He didn't eat immediately, but went to find post-it notes and a pen.

Lin Meihui saw that he didn't sit down and didn't move her chopsticks, "Song Yi, what are you doing? Do you have anything to do at work early in the morning?"

Song Yi responded, "No, I want to write down that you don't eat shrimp and don't like pink, so that you don't have to make the same mistake in the future. I promise to take good care of you, so I can't make mistakes in this detail again and again." ...Especially shrimps. Eating them will definitely make you sick, so I would be remiss in my duty."

This kind of meticulousness and considerateness made Lin Meihui feel a little more comfortable.

Maybe some things don't get better immediately, but slowly become more comfortable over time. Lin Meihui believes that it will get better and better in the future, and her relationship with Song Yi will definitely return to its original state.