Tolerance

Because Xie Rongyu was discharged from the hospital, Zhan Woxue went out to buy vegetables early in the morning, vowing to cook a delicious and healthy nutritious meal for Xie Rongyu.

I heard that the earlier you go, the more choices you have and the fresher the vegetables.

Zhan Woxue, who doesn't know how to choose vegetables very much, controls the time before going out, and even writes down the vegetables to be bought clearly on paper, and also writes down the method of choosing vegetables copied from the Internet on the paper.

Maybe God never stood by her side, but let her meet someone who shouldn't be met.

Zhan Woxue thought she had let go, but only when she saw the frowning man choosing dishes did she realize that what was put down and forgotten was all nonsense.

She was never the one to back off, so even if she saw him and she was sad, she still stepped forward.

"Hi! Long time no see." Zhan Woxue greeted nervously.

"It's you." The man glanced at her, then continued to pick vegetables, and asked casually, "Are you and Xiao Chu doing well?"

Zhan Woxue pursed her lips, followed the man's gaze and looked at Caiguo, "Well, I'm doing okay."

It's been a long time since I've been able to talk to a man like this, Zhan Woxue was afraid of being silent and embarrassed, "Are you here to buy vegetables so early?"

Hearing what she said, the man smiled, and the angle of his lips was still Zhan Woxue's favorite look, "An Ru said yesterday that she wanted to eat vegetable porridge, so today I plan to make porridge with my own hands while she is still asleep Soup surprises her."

The smile on the corner of his mouth is unstoppable sweetness and happiness.

"That's it." Zhan Woxue's voice was a little dark.

"By the way," the man raised his head and looked at Zhan Woxue, "We are going to get married soon, and I heard that you have also been married a long time ago. Next time I get married, come and watch the ceremony with your husband!"

"it is good...."

When Xie Rongyu opened the door, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to Fang Jiahui who had been following behind him, "You should go back too?"

Fang Jiahui looked at him with aggrieved expression, "Rong Yu, I have been with you all these days when you were in the hospital, and I am the one who took you home today, so it's okay to invite me in, right?"

Xie Rongyu thought getting to know Fang Jiahui was probably the worst thing he did in his life, right?

After opening the door, there was a strong smell of oily smoke, Xie Ronghe felt bad, rushed into the kitchen without even changing his shoes, and saw Zhan Woxue cooking in the thick smoke.

He quickly turned on the exhaust fan and opened all the windows in the house.

Cover the pot and turn off the heat.

After a long time, the smell of smoke dissipated a lot.

Zhan Woxue kept wiping away the tears with a piece of paper, and kept explaining, "I'll just say it! Why is it so choking, it made my tears come out."

Xie Rongyu poured two glasses of water, one was placed in front of Zhan Woxue, the other was placed in front of Fang Jiahui, and he sighed leisurely after sitting down.

But Zhan Woxue's sobbing became louder and louder. Seeing that a pack of paper was not enough, she continued to explain, "The smoke may have smoked me badly, and I can't stop crying."

In order to prevent everyone from being hungry at noon, the innocent Fang Jiahui was pushed into the kitchen by Xie Rongyu to be a chef because Xie Rongyu had just been discharged from the hospital and was not good at cooking.

Fang Jiahui had a look of resentment, he just wanted to follow Xie Rongyu and have a meal by the way, why is it so thankless, and he is even asked to cook?

Xie Rongyu patted Fang Jiahui's shoulder sympathetically, "It's okay, you cook, my spirit is with you."

I don't know how long Zhan Woxue cried, maybe not long, maybe until lunch was ready.

Because Xiaochu Kindergarten provided lunch, and Zhan Woxue expected that Fang Jiahui would stay, so the meal was still enough for the three of them.

Xie Rongyu didn't dare to ask what happened to Zhan Woxue, anyway, it couldn't be because of the oily fumes, maybe a relative passed away, so any more questions would be useless to cause sadness.

There was nothing he could do for her.

After lunch, Zhan Woxue went into her room early, and the door was closed tightly, not knowing why.

Fang Jiahui has been holding back, sitting in the living room watching TV with a shy face.

"I found that you are really free." Xie Rongyu took a bite of the apple that Fang Jiahui washed and handed him, "You don't come home?"

"My house is quite close to here." Fang Jiahui watched TV leisurely.

Yeah?Xie Rong hesitated, he didn't remember that Fang Jiahui's family lived near here.

"Rong Yu, don't you believe it?" Fang Jiahui smiled and glanced at Xie Rongyu, "I just moved to a new house!"

Fang Jiahui seemed to remember something, "But to take care of you, I haven't gone back for many days, and the furniture hasn't been moved yet."

He looked at Xie Rongyu and said in a deceptive tone, "Will Rongyu want to visit my new home? By the way, help me out."

Xie Rongyu's home is on the third floor, so Xie Rongyu felt extremely powerless when he stood at the door on the fourth floor and the upstairs of Xie Ronghe's home.When did this guy buy this family's house?When did you move so much furniture in?Such a big change was completed without his knowledge? ?

Xie Rongyu doesn't know, is it because he is too inattentive to the development of the situation around him, or is Fang Jiahui's remarkable ability to hide the truth?

How could Fang Jiahui be willing to let Xie Rongyu, who was tricked by her, go, and immediately closed the door, leaning against the door tightly, and smiling innocently, "Sit whatever you want, whatever you want."

Xie Rongyu looked at the mess in the room and didn't know where to go. After stepping over a few things that he didn't know what they were, he finally sat down on the sofa safely.

Although I don't know what Fang Jiahui's job is, but moving, it doesn't mean that the furniture is so outdated, right?But he always felt that these furniture looked familiar.

"Fang Jiahui, these things are very important to you?" Xie Rongyu who was nearby saw an old doll on the floor, turned it over with his feet lightly, but always felt inexplicably familiar.

"It's very important." Fang Jiahui fiddled around, as if looking for something, but gave up looking for it later.

Fang Jiahui saw the doll on the floor, picked it up and put it on the table.

Xie Rongyu looked around, but there was always an inexplicable familiarity.This is probably like the dreams of many people. Things that appear in reality always feel like they have been seen in dreams.

"Don't Rong Yu remember?" Fang Jiahui tilted her head to look at him, "You bought that doll and gave it to me."

Xie Rongyu remembered that at the time of his sister Xie Ronghe's birthday, he bought this doll for her but was rejected, and then he gave it to Fang Jiahui.

and after?

Later, Fang Jiahui took the doll with a face of joy, and treasured it in the window like holding a rare treasure.Xie Rongyu felt guilty and bought other things for him.

How can you remember what happened ten years ago?

"Rong Yu may not even remember." Fang Jiahui smiled, but it always made people feel that there was infinite bitterness in his smile. He pointed to the sofa where Xie Ronghe was sitting, "We kissed for the first time here of."

Xie Rongyu felt panicked, he no longer remembered many things, but he never thought that it would become the shackles that fetter another person.

When Xie Rongyu came over, Fang Jiahui's face was only a short distance away from him.

He watched the lips in front of him slowly leaning down, and the eyes gradually closed to suppress all emotions. He didn't know whether it was sadness, joy, resentment, or ignorance.

He knew that Xie Rongyu would not avoid it.

He is that kind of person, let you do anything, and let you sink gradually.

Fang Jiahui held him as if holding his whole world.

However, this sense of indistinct confusion has never changed from before to now.

The author has something to say: In fact, the protagonist of this article is very entangled in his mind and needs to understand it by himself? ? ?