I am in love with myself

Jian Yixi's tone was joking, and of course An Mu also joked back.

"I'm afraid that if you only care about fattening and don't lose weight, then I'll be too fat to marry, so who will I cry for?"

"The emperor's daughter doesn't worry about marrying, and you won't marry anyone who can't."

"That's impossible to say."

"If you don't get married, I will support you for the rest of your life. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid my mother will worry about gray hair."

Jian Yixi's hand holding the chopsticks paused, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed.

"As far as your physique is concerned, I'm amazing if you can eat to a standard weight. Eat fat? Don't even think about it in this life."

"Okay, I won't beat you until I get fat."

"I'll beat you if you don't get fat!"

The two talked and laughed and finished their breakfast. An Mu got up to clean up the dishes, but Jian Yixi stopped him.

"Aren't you going to go back to school? Hurry up, I'll clean it up."

An Mu glanced at the wall clock, "Aren't you going to work? It's going to be too late."

"No, the company has nothing to do today, just take a break, and I will make chestnut chicken for you at noon."

"Call Maomao and Second Brother?"

"Maomao probably won't be free at noon, it's better at night, and I can play for a while longer."

An Mu nodded, "Okay, then I'm leaving."

Jian Yixi sent her all the way to the door, like a little daughter-in-law sending her husband to work, handing her coat and scarf and bag.

"Be careful on the road, waiting for you to come back."

Jian Yixi's sweet smile is the same as before, but with a different kind of gentleness, this gentleness neutralizes the greenness, as if the original delicate flower buds have fully bloomed, the fragrance is fragrant, and it is tempting to stop.

Of course, this seduced "person" did not include An Mu five years ago, and it still did not include it five years later.

An Mu didn't linger too long in his eyes, turned around and left.

Jian Yixi stood at the door and watched her for a long time, until she got into the elevator, then suddenly turned around and went back to the house, rushed all the way to the balcony, opened the window and stared at the garage exit, until she saw the familiar private car slowly Driving out, turning around and leaving the community, it seemed as if all his strength was suddenly exhausted, and he lay limply on the window sill.

An Mu really came back, it was real, not a dream.

No?

Jian Yixi twisted her thigh childishly.

It hurts.

It's not a dream.

That's good.

This time the heart is really in the stomach.

Jian Yixi took a deep breath, and quickly regained his energy. He was busy cleaning up the leftovers. After cleaning up, he had to start preparing lunch immediately. First, he marinated the chicken, and the pig's trotters also had to be cleaned. It should be almost done when An Mu returns home at noon.

Eat some home-cooked food at noon, and when Brother Maomao and the others come in the evening, they will cook sea cucumber, abalone, skin-pickled shrimp, which is barely a seafood feast. This way, the three meals a day will not be the same, and An Mu will also be able to make something fresh.

Jian Yixi was busy thinking wildly, until noon.

The hoof flower soup was almost ready, just a spoonful of it was full of collagen, and the chestnut chicken was ready, and there were only two vegetarian dishes left that had to be fried after An Mu came, or they would be cold.

Three dishes and one soup are enough for two people.

Gou looked at the wall clock in the living room. It was already twelve o'clock. Why hasn't An Mu come back yet?

[Meng Xi's written talk: When will you come back?Are you on the way? 】

I stared at the phone and waited for a while, but no one answered, and every click of the needle seemed to ring in my heart.

Sitting on the sofa, Jian Yixi looked up at the wall clock again.

——How did it take only 1 minute?

Jian Yixi waited patiently for another minute, and deeply realized what it meant to be like a second like a year.

——Maybe An Mu is driving and it's not convenient to reply to the message. He should call. The bluetooth headset does not hinder driving.

Jian Yixi decisively found An Mu's number and dialed it.

The phone rang several times before it was answered. An Mu's voice was a little empty, as if in a corridor or something.

"Sorry, I shouldn't be able to go back at noon, I will go back at night."

"I still have something to say, let's hang up first."

The call was cut off, Jian Yixi paused halfway through speaking, still muttering mechanically, and complained to the lonely mobile phone.

"...Remember to eat, being hungry is not good for the stomach..."

When An Mu didn't come back, Jian Yixi lost her appetite. She got up and added some water to the pig's trotter soup, and continued to simmer it. It would be better if it was stewed until evening. Chestnut chicken can't be stewed for too long. It's good to reheat it at night, the taste should not be lost too much.

Jian Yixi sat on the sofa for about ten minutes, clutching her mobile phone, and stared blankly at the balcony for a while.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered Xiao Zai'er. The winter An Mu left, she forgot which day it was. She only remembered that it snowed heavily that day. There was no sign of the cub everywhere, and I only found out that it was gone after asking the staff.

When she came back that day, she sat on the sofa like this, staring at the balcony in a daze, from the bright sky to the dark night, the snowflakes were scattered, but there was no snow, and it was wet and muddy everywhere, the sky was not clean, the ground was not clean, and her heart It's not clean, as if everything is against her, and her An Mu will never come back.

She had said many things to An Mu, but she hadn't mentioned this to An Mu until now.

Jian Yixi closed her eyes, as if her heart was crushed by a boulder.

An Mu is back, and sooner or later she will know about the loss of the cub, what should I do?

Then I felt ridiculous again.

So what if you know?Isn't the agreement void long ago?

The phone rang suddenly, interrupting her cranky thoughts.

"What's the matter, Xiaoqin?"

"The contract with Li Chuang has been drawn up. I'll send it to you. Would you like to take a look first?"

"Let's talk tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Wang called half an hour ago and wanted to make an appointment for dinner with you. He said it would be best tonight. Look..."

"Tomorrow night."

"Okay, and..."

Jian Yixi has always liked to do things by herself, and the secretary is also used to reporting to her in detail, and a lot of things have accumulated in just one morning.

Jian Yixi rubbed her temples and listened to her, and replied in unison: "I'll deal with it when I get to work, is there anything else?"

"Uh... no, no more."

"You don't need to tell me if you have something to do in the afternoon, unless it's urgent, remember?"

"remember."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Yixi closed her eyes, got up decisively and went into the kitchen.

No time to feel sorry for yourself, there are still a lot of things to do, by the way, it seems that I forgot to buy baking soda, I have to buy it quickly.

It was another busy afternoon, before five o'clock, the doorbell rang, ding dong ding dong very hurriedly, and it was the frizzy girl Mao Mao.

"Why so early? Don't you get off work at seven or eight o'clock?"

Jian Yixi opened the door for her, and leaned against the shoe cabinet to wipe her wet hands on the apron.

"I'm out on location today, and I'll come over after the recording."

Who would have thought that a shorty like Maomao who didn't meet the mainstream height would actually be the host of a children's show, and Jian Yixi, who originally wanted to pull her into his company, was a little ashamed and felt that she shouldn't underestimate her best friend. As for helping Maomao to cook for a long time without complaint, Maomao was not polite, it would be foolish not to eat something delicious, and later Maomao lived in the staff dormitory, even if Jian Yixi wanted to cook for her, she didn't have time to come have eaten.

Jian Yixi said worriedly: "Is this counted as leaving early? You won't be punished, right?"

Maomao took out her slippers and put them on in a familiar way, went straight into the bathroom, washed her hands and said, "Damn~ I'm so popular, no one makes a small report, and besides, I usually have to make trouble until midnight when I go out on location. What's the matter if I leave a little earlier for an extra overtime pay?"

"I'm afraid the leader won't explain this to you."

"It's okay. Our leader is fine. He will take the initiative to let us leave early when we are free. Everyone knows it well. After all, there is almost no time when we are free, and overtime is every day. No matter what counts, it is not a loss."

Maomao washed her hands, rolled up her sleeves and was about to help her cook, Jian Yixi waved her hands in disgust.

"Go out quickly, thank God if you don't stand here and get in the way."

Maomao expressed dissatisfaction, "Don't look down on me, just because I haven't cooked, doesn't mean I have no potential."

"Yes, yes, you have so much potential. Last time I asked you to peel a potato, you gave me half a catty of it. I don’t know how welcome vegetable sellers like you are. Others buy a catty and eat it. You have to Up to two catties."

"Come on, I haven't settled down to help, and I don't care about helping. Isn't it soft when I lie on the sofa when I have free time?"

Maomao murmured and put down his sleeves, he just tossed his slippers, and lay down on the sofa directly, with his calves raised and toes dangling, not to mention how cool it was.

Of course, Jian Yixi didn't really dislike her, but just wanted her to rest for a while, it was quite tiring to go on location.

Maomao took out her mobile phone and chatted with Jian Yixi.

"It's really not mean to talk about you. Every time An Mu comes back, you don't call me. How did you find out this time?"

"Before An Mu came back in a hurry, and I barely rushed to the airport to see him off. What are you calling me for? Are you walking around?"

"Tsk, you really know how to make excuses. What about the time An Mu took a break from school? Didn't you go back to the Forbidden City? You can't call me?"

"I...that's a leave of absence. I can't let you ask for leave too, can I?"

This Jian Yixi was really guilty. She really wanted to be alone with An Mu, that's why she didn't call Maomao.

"Harm~ It's all an excuse. A schoolmaster like you can ask for leave. Why can't I ask for leave? Just say what are you thinking about this time?"

"Didn't I tell you on the phone? An Mu isn't leaving, she's coming back to school."

"Today is not April Fool's Day, what are you talking about?"

"Why did I lie to you?"

"I didn't know why you lied to me. You called me and I called An Mu. I asked An Mu when she would go back. An Mu said that the air ticket was booked early in the morning. You and now What did I say about going back to school, if it’s not nonsense?”

--what? !

The fingertips suddenly tingled, and the abalone shell cut through Jian Yixi's fingers.

Jian Yixi turned off the faucet, clenching her fingers, watching the scarlet blood being diluted with water and falling drop by drop into the stainless steel basin, her heart seemed to have crashed, she was indescribably flustered and nauseated.

She forced a smile, and the face reflected in the basin was distorted by the water waves, which was a little scary.

"Maybe...she forgot to take something, she has to go back and get it."

"Impossible. She said that she will settle in France and she doesn't plan to go back to school. This time she will cancel her school status."

——Cancellation of...student status?

With a buzzing sound in Jian Yixi's head, she suddenly felt a little unsteady, and barely stretched her arms to support the edge of the sink, so that she didn't collapse.

Mao Mao's heartless laughter came from the living room, "Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore, if you really believe it, you can't beat me to death."

--joke?What joke?Which one is a joke?

Jian Yixi looked down at the finger that was still dripping with blood. She didn't know if it was an illusion or what, but the wound that was still stinging just now didn't feel the slightest bit.

The nightmare from last night came back again, and she suddenly couldn't tell if it was reality or she was still in that dream.

She scratched the wound in a daze.

hiss.

It seems to hurt, but it doesn't seem to hurt. Is it hurting or not?

"Xixi~Xiaoxi~Jian Yixi~Baby Xi~Why don't you talk? You won't be really angry because of a joke, right?"

joke……

Don't make any more jokes.

She doesn't want to hear these two words again!

Jian Yixi closed her eyes, then opened the refrigerator door with another hand, casually took out a bottle of red wine, didn't even look at the brand, rummaged through the box to find a bottle opener, opened it and took a big gulp.

—Ice cubes, I forgot to add ice cubes.

She took a beer glass casually, poured the red wine into it, pulled out the freezer drawer, threw a handful of ice cubes into the glass, and the overflowing wine dripped down the cooking table.

The author has something to say: update at noon...is it necessary to add a new rhythm?

Yes, that's right, if nothing else, there's still time at 9:[-] p.m.

But I dare not set the flag

So, don't be surprised if there is no update, the flag is down to fit my personality