camouflage amnesia

1 minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes passed.

Finally one of the two spoke first.

"You want to cook?" Mu Qingran asked.

"Yeah." He Mu said, "You came here, but you didn't get any delicious food."

"I eat well." Mu Qingran said.

"Huh?" He Mu raised his head with doubts in his eyes.

Mu Qingran stared at He Mu's lips and remained silent.

After a few seconds, He Mu realized, "You are not serious!"

"Aunt He's cooking is delicious." Mu Qingran said.

"I don't believe what you said." He Mu looked directly into Mu Qingran's eyes, "You must be talking about my... mouth."

A smile appeared in Mu Qingran's eyes, "So confident?"

"Of course." He Mu raised his eyebrows, "You are so devoted every time, you must like it very much."

After speaking, I was a little dazed.

When kissing, Mu Qingran was really devoted.

It is no longer the passive acceptance of the past, but will kiss her until she is out of breath.

He Mu's head was in a mess, so he could only force himself not to think about it.

"You continue." Mu Qingran let go of He Mu and stood aside.

The side was empty, and He Mu was not used to it.

She suppressed the emptiness in her heart, walked to the chopping board, and used a knife to process the washed ingredients.

She is going to make a tom yum soup.

Mu Qingran likes hot and sour food.

He Mu suddenly remembered that Mu Qingran said earlier that he was allergic to vinegar, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Qingran asked.

"I was wondering if you will be covered with rashes tonight." He Mu replied.

"Huh?" Mu Qingran couldn't connect what He Mu was thinking no matter what.

"Didn't you say you are allergic to vinegar?" He Mu said while cutting lemon slices, "Then are you allergic to lemons?"

Mu Qingran also chuckled, "You remember what I said clearly."

"Of course, I remember every word you said very clearly since I was a child." He Mu suddenly felt his eyes turn sore, and tears rolled in his eyes, and he tried not to fall out.

Fortunately, my sister couldn't see it.

She is no longer the crybaby she used to be, but when she meets Mu Qingran, she becomes dispirited.

Mu Qingran opened her mouth not knowing what to say, so she simply didn't say anything.

Standing diagonally behind He Mu, she was able to see the pair of vegetable-chopping hands from an angle that was stained with drops of water, and she was very dexterous with the knife.

What a pair of beautiful hands.

People who used to look up at her are now taller than her, and they are better at cooking than her, and they seem to be much better at taking care of themselves than her.

The shoulders that are still slender seem to have become reliable.

Mu Qingran suddenly wanted to know about He Mu's past five years.

If she asks, will the child tell her everything in detail like before?

"He Mu." Mu Qingran called softly.

"Huh?" He Mu's heart trembled, and his voice trembled a little.

"How have you been these years?" Mu Qingran suddenly felt that this sentence should be the beginning of the reunion, as if the question was a bit late.

He Mu's nose felt sore.

How have you been all these years?

She doesn't know what is good and what is not.

Eyes open, eyes closed, busy day.

It is very substantial.

She should thank Mu Qingran, if she hadn't run and ran desperately for this obsession, she would not have put all her eggs in one basket and grown so fast.

But if my sister can be by my side, she will definitely work hard.

Just like when she was a child, she really wanted to grow taller and taller than her sister, so that she could be a big tree for her sister, enjoy the cool in summer, and block the snow in winter.

"Very good, don't you see that many people praise me now?" After He Mu cut the vegetables, he put all the ingredients he needed into their respective containers and put them aside.

"Do you really hate me?" Mu Qingran asked.

Recalling He Mu's hurt eyes at that time, she felt extremely distressed.

She didn't know if her feelings for He Mu now were as deep as He Mu was for her back then, but if He Mu left without a word now, no matter what the reasons behind it were, she would be in pain.

But the person who left was not necessarily without pain at the time.

The emotions that were deliberately suppressed in the past are surging out at this moment.

Mu Qingran didn't want He Mu to hate her.

"I don't hate you." He Mu turned back, with a bit of bitterness on the corners of his lips, but more of affection, "I will never hate you."

Mu Qingran stared into He Mu's eyes, trying to find a trace of lying in them, but couldn't.

"Go out, if you continue like this, you'll be hungry at noon." He Mu supported Mu Qingran's shoulders and pushed him out, closing the door.

The person inside the door took a deep breath and returned to the stove.

How could she hate Mu Qingran?

All these years, she hated only herself.Hate myself for not growing up quickly, hate myself for not being able to hold that hand.

Hating and hating, she thought she hated Mu Qingran.

But she couldn't completely deceive herself.

No matter how many years have passed, even if she is 30 or 40 years old and her hair is gray, she still wants to be Mu Qingran's child, a child that belongs only to her.

The soup needs to be boiled for a while, when He Mu came out of the kitchen, he saw Mu Qingran's back at a glance.

Mu Qingran stood beside the marble platform in Zhongdao, resting his hands on the edge of the platform.

In the huge circular space, a row of curved floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun shines in, which happens to coat Mu Qingran with a golden halo.

When He Mu was a child, he often imagined that when he was being bullied, Mu Qingran would descend from the sky in a holy light, holding a scepter and driving all the bad guys into hell.

When I grow up, I will of course feel that this kind of thinking is silly and secondary, but when I was a child, I somehow felt that as long as Mu Qingran was around, there was nothing to be afraid of.

But there are very few people who dare to bully her.

The one who "bullies" her the most now should be Mu Qingran.

How did you find out that Mu Qingran is a bad sister?

Maybe this bad sister won't play tricks on her again in the future.

Mu Qingran looked back, just in time to meet He Mu's infatuated eyes.

The heart skipped a beat.

He Mu lowered his eyes and walked over, "There are still 10 minutes left, let's get more flavorful."

Mu Qingran looked down slightly, "Did you steal it?"

He Mu did taste the saltiness just now, how did he find out?

Mu Qingran leaned over, covered the corners of He Mu's lips, sucked off the remaining soup, and backed away, "It tastes good."

He Mu seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, his red lips were slightly parted, and he remained motionless, as if he wanted to seduce people into him.

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