Deep Cabinet Licking Dog Diary

Sunday January [-] cloudy

In fact, after chatting with the fortune-teller, my mind was still in chaos, and I was dubious about what he said.

Because his statement was too outrageous, I didn't listen to it much throughout the whole process.

I just remember the last sentence saying that Lu Bei and I can still achieve a positive result, and I secretly have hope again in my heart.

Heh, dog man, do you know what fate is? You can't escape me.

But these thoughts are actually just a self-consolation.As long as I don't reconcile with Lu Bei for a while, I won't have the mood and energy to do other things for a while.

Hanging on the part-time customer service online, I was really upset, so I turned around and took out my big thick diary, and then clicked on each voice to listen to the fortune-teller's analysis just now, and then copied them all in neat handwriting.

ah!While copying and thinking, I admit that I am really in love.

but!Which licks the dog again!Not a love brain!

After I finished writing, I stayed by the computer, idly holding my ears, and waited for Lu Bei to come home.

He didn't say when he would come back, so I just waited.I have no appetite at noon, and I want to wait until he comes back to eat together.But he came home faster than I thought. I was about to get up to get an apple to satisfy my hunger when Lu Bei had already entered the house.

For a moment I was at a loss, I stood by the dining table and looked at him in a daze, not knowing what to say or not to say.

Lu Bei looked calm, glanced at my location, took off his coat at the entrance, and walked in without saying a word.

It seems that I need to take the initiative to break the silence, I thought so, but I kept struggling in my mind whether to say "I'm back" or "Have you eaten?", and the words couldn't come out of my mouth.

My upper and lower lips seemed to be glued together suddenly, and I couldn't open my mouth no matter how hard I tried.

If I can see my expression now, I am afraid it is no different from constipation.

Damn silence.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Lu Bei rolled up his sleeves and walked around the kitchen, then returned to the living room. He didn't seem to be burdened by me, and asked, "Have you had lunch yet?"

I pursed my lips tightly and shook my head fiercely.

"What to eat?"

he asks.

"It's all right."

I whispered.

"Then," he paused, "I'll order some noodles."

"it is good."

I anxiously followed his footsteps to the kitchen, watching his eyes.

Lu Bei glanced at me, and said calmly, "If you want to do something... just wash the vegetables for me."

I hurried to the refrigerator, opened it and remembered: "Ah, yes, there is no food, I made it yesterday, forgot... forgot to buy it again."

As I said that, I was terrified, I was really brainless, why didn't I go shopping in the morning.I was afraid that he would scold me again because of this, so I quickly said, "Why don't I go buy it now, what do you want to eat? I will definitely be back in 10 minutes."

Lu Bei stared at the pot, sighed and said, "Forget it," he asked, "Is there any more eggs and ham?"

"Have!"

"Take two eggs and two pieces of ham." After thinking for a while, he said again: "Do you fry the ham or boil it directly?"

I honestly said: "Fried!"

"Okay," he nodded, "That's all right, go sit down."

"Ah, I'm... right here... looking at you..." I carefully added: "Is that okay?"

Lu Bei was taken aback, lowered his head, his expression softened a lot: "...Let's see."

I stood at the kitchen door and looked at him respectfully.

In fact, I deliberately opened my mouth to talk about my unhappiness that day, and wanted to apologize to him, but I stood there for a long time, and I didn't know how to speak without being abrupt, and I didn't know if he was in the mood to bring up the old matter at this time.

The communication between me and Lu Bei became more and more like a trembling and dangerous walk beside the cliff, and if I was not careful, I would fall and be smashed to pieces.

My fingers were picking at the plastic film on the refrigerator, and I could only keep sneaking glances at him.

Lu Bei naturally noticed it, but still lowered his head and pretended to concentrate on cooking.

The noodles were ready after a few minutes of cooking. Lu Bei scooped out two bowls, which were steaming hot. Before I went up to pick them up, he brought them out one by one.

I hurriedly followed behind him, walked to the dining table, and sat down facing him.

Lu Bei seemed to be extremely hungry, and he had nothing to say, so he started to eat with his head buried.Because his attitude is a little better today, I naturally have an appetite and suck it up.

I ate fried eggs in two or three bites, I licked the ham, thought for a long time before he hesitated and said, "That day...I'm sorry."

Lu Bei raised his head and looked at me lightly, then lowered his head again: "It's over, let's not talk about it."

"……Um."

I don't like how Lu Bei keeps a lot of things in his heart. I'm afraid that he will develop sores if he holds back like me.I'd rather he scold me quickly, or sit across from me and apologize, apologize, and repent. Talking about everything is better than such silent cold violence.

As long as this matter persists, I will feel like a lump in my throat and feel uncomfortable, let alone communicate with him more.

So there was silence again, and I began to sip my soup.

Lu Bei ate faster than me. He cleaned up a bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth, and said to me, "I'll clean up these later. I'm a little uncomfortable. Go to sleep first."

No wonder there was a thin layer of blush on his face.

I leaned over the table and reached out to touch his forehead: "Have a fever?"

He didn't hide, and gave a low "hmm".

As expected, my forehead was burning hot, and I was anxious: "When did it start? Have you taken any medicine?"

His expression gradually became more natural: "I had a cold the day before yesterday, but I started to have a fever last night."

"Then why didn't you just say that, why are you still cooking, just order takeaway."

He got up, pushed the chair back to its original position, and said, "It will only take a few minutes, and it will be much more comfortable to eat a bowl of noodles."

I hurriedly got up with him and pushed him back to the room: "Then go to sleep, I'll make some medicine for you later. Oh yes, and ginger, I'll make ginger soup."

After thinking about it, I still don't feel at ease: "Otherwise, I'd better go to the hospital to have a look. In this situation, what if it's a new crown."

He shook his head: "I just finished a project, and the boss is on vacation in large numbers. I'll take a two-day rest and see. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the hospital for an examination."

After a pause, Lu Bei supported the handle of the room but smiled: "If I get it, then you won't be able to run away either."

I was taken aback: "Yes, close contacts."

"Then you can celebrate the New Year with me."

"..."

When Lu Bei was lying on the bed wrapped in the quilt like a baby silkworm, he suddenly said something without beginning or end: "When I just walked in, I heard your stomach growl."

"Ok?"

I tucked him in, but didn't respond.

"Didn't you eat well these two days?" He squinted his eyes and looked at me: "I'm afraid I'll starve you to death if I don't cook quickly."

It turned out that it was because of this that he went to cook noodles while sick...

I feel sore.

"I'm sorry." Lu Bei closed his eyes, and all his words sounded like ravings: "Xiao Tian'er, I lost my temper with you that day, I'm sorry."

The author says:

wb@queli This little fairy has a small dream theater before, if you are interested, you can go and see it