warm winter

Yuan Yuan specially advanced the alarm clock by one hour. Today is the morning after Ye Qing's first stay at Yuan's house, and she wants to prepare a different breakfast for Ye Qing.

The aunt in the kitchen was already busy, Yuan Yuan yawned and got into the kitchen, which surprised her.

"Why did Xiao Yuan get up so early today?"

Yuan Yuan found that there was already ready-made food in the kitchen, which was not like the usual ones.Auntie is still busy, and it doesn't look like she finished her work ahead of schedule.

"Auntie, who ate this pot of porridge?"

Yuan Yuan pretended to walk casually to the cooking table, where a medium-sized casserole was placed.

"My little ancestor! Don't move around, it will be terrible if you get burned." The aunt came over nervously, completely wrapped the lid of the pot with gauze, and gently pushed Yuan Yuan aside.

"There's only half left, who stole it?"

Yuan Yuan thought to himself, maybe Dad was hungry after waking up in the morning, so he asked the kitchen to prepare some porridge first.

"It's for Ms. Ye. When the sky just dawned, Master Honghao gave orders."

Yuan Yuan pouted, and looked at the casserole resentfully, completely losing the interest just now.

It turned out that Dad prepared it for Ye Qing.

This should be a normal thing, but Yuan Yuan took some time to digest and accept it.She didn't know if this was considered sensible, but she knew that she was uncomfortable.

"How does Ye Qing feel about the taste of this porridge?"

The kitchen aunt was very proud and said happily: "Miss Ye likes it very much, she has eaten a bowl and a half."

Yuan Yuan let out an oh, and still stayed in the kitchen.

The aunt in the kitchen was about to start steaming the buns, and she was not used to the sudden presence of another person in the kitchen.

"Xiaoyuan, are you hungry too?"

Otherwise, why would I get up earlier than usual, and run to the kitchen as soon as I wake up.

"Ah, I'm actually..." Yuan Yuan was about to say that she wasn't hungry, when her eyes fell on the piece of gauze on the casserole.

She immediately changed the topic: "I don't know what's going on, I really want to drink porridge today. I wanted you to cook a bowl for me just now, but I didn't expect there to be ready-made, what a coincidence."

The aunt in the kitchen looked at her dotingly: "There are white porridge and vegetable porridge on the stove, both of which are fresh. Whichever you want, I'll get you a bowl."

"Don't bother, I'll just eat this pot." Yuan Yuan pointed to the casserole in front of her, fearing that her aunt would not understand the hint, her eyes kept wandering there.

"How can this be! This is left over from other people's food." The aunt was about to take the casserole away.

Yuan Yuan's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He held it down and refused to let his aunt take it away.

"I just want to eat this. If you don't let me eat, then I won't have breakfast."

Although Yuan Yuan's words were somewhat capricious, she did not speak in a commanding tone.The family has spoiled her since she was a child and let her go. Seeing her insistence, they had no choice but to follow her.

The aunt had no choice but to reheat the porridge left in the pot, pour it into a bowl and serve it to the restaurant.

"Although it is leftover, it was made in the morning, so it is still fresh."

Auntie really couldn't understand what was wrong with Yuan Yuan this morning.But seeing her eating happily, a satisfied smile appeared on her face after she swallowed it in one gulp.This was more enjoyable than eating those complicated dishes, so I had no choice but to shake my head, turned around and brought out a small plate from the kitchen.

"This is the pickle that Ms. Ye served with her porridge. Would you like some?"

The aunt just said it casually, and Yuan Yuan nodded immediately, for fear that the aunt would regret it in the next second.

After all, Aunt Liu often said that this is not nutritious.

"Well, it's really delicious. Why is this porridge different from what you usually eat?"

Yuan Yuan drank up the whole bowl of porridge, and cleaned up all the pickles in the small dish.She wiped her mouth contentedly, leaned on the back of the seat, and gently rubbed her belly.

"It's really no different from the usual ones. The only difference is probably that it's reheated, and it's left over from other people's food."

This child does not eat fresh and hot ones, but insists on eating porridge whose temperature has dropped. No wonder it is said that adolescent children are the most difficult to serve.

Yuan Yuan just smiled and grunted a few times to deal with the aunt's nagging.Suddenly thinking of another thing, she looked in the direction of the stairs.

"Where's Ye Qing, did you go back to your room after breakfast?"

Seeing that the porridge doesn't look like it just came out of the pot, Ye Qing probably woke up very early.

"Miss Ye has already left."

Yuan Yuan turned pale with shock, and jumped up from the chair almost immediately: "What! She's gone?"

Auntie was taking out the steamed steamed buns from the pot one after another and putting them on a plate, she was taken aback by Yuan Yuan again.

She had been frightened so much this morning that the sequelae of heart palpitations were still obvious.

"Miss Ye went out with Master Honghao. It seems that he has something to do. Master Honghao drove the car himself."

Yuan Yuan's face froze, and he didn't know what expression to make for a moment, but his heart was filled with endless disappointment.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she was full of anticipation. She could wait for Ye Qing to wake up and have a hearty breakfast with her.But she left without even saying hello, and she still left with her father.

Thinking of the scene of Ye Qing walking with his father, Yuan Yuan began to feel dizzy.She has forced herself to adapt and get used to it, but she still can't help but feel uncomfortable every time.

Auntie was a little worried, turned off the fire and went to the restaurant, looking at Yuan Yuan nervously.

"Xiaoyuan, why do you look so pale? Did you feel uncomfortable after drinking the porridge just now?"

Yuan Yuan waved his hand weakly, and put the other hand on the table: "I'm fine, I probably got up too early and I'm a little sleepy."

She tried her best to smile, not wanting to be seen that she was sad.

"Well, then you go up and sleep for a while?"

It was still early for breakfast, and Yuan Yuan had already had porridge again.It shouldn't be a big problem to go back and sleep for a while, it's better than the pale face now.

"Okay. Don't tell Aunt Liu these things, I don't want to ask for leave."

If Aunt Liu found out, she would have to ask for leave for herself.She didn't want to miss class, and she didn't want to lie alone in the room and miss Ye Qing, but she couldn't miss Ye Qing.

The most fearful thing is to miss someone, but there is no reason.

**

After that day, Ye Qing didn't come to the mansion for a long time.When Mrs. Yuan asked, Yuan Honghao explained that her studio was about to launch a batch of new products, and she was busy making final screening preparations recently, so she was relatively busy.

"It's not a bad thing to be busy with work, but after all, women have to return to their families. It's not a good thing to be too ambitious."

Yuan Honghao echoed in a low voice: "Yes, I understand."

"Ye Qing is a nice person. His appearance is knowledgeable, and his character and ability are worthy of the Yuan family. It's just that his personality is a bit weak, but in the future, he has to take care of the Yuan family. He doesn't need to be too enthusiastic. Only a little airs can be like the future mistress of the Yuan family. .”

"Crack!" Yuan Yuan's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground.

Madam Yuan interrupted the conversation with Yuan Honghao, and they all looked at Yuan Yuan.

"Sorry, I slipped my hand and didn't hold it."

After receiving the new chopsticks handed over by her aunt, Yuan Yuan continued to bury her head in eating, but she kept on eating the rice, and the food in front of her hardly moved.

Madam Yuan continued what she said just now, she had been looking for a chance to have a good talk about Ye Qing with her son for a long time.But Yuan Honghao was always busy, and it was rare to have such time today, so she simply spoke at the dinner table.

"Xiao Yuan is already a sophomore in high school, and it's time to apply for college in a blink of an eye. By this time next year, your wedding should be ready. The Yuan family can't be sloppy when it comes to weddings."

"Snapped!"

This time, the spoon fell on the table, the sound was lower than before, but the soup splashed directly on the clothes, making it even more embarrassing.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong with you today, is there something uncomfortable or something on your mind?"

Mrs. Yuan was puzzled by her granddaughter's abnormal behavior. It was impossible for Yuan Yuan to make mistakes with such basic table manners.But today she made mistakes twice in a row, something unusual must have happened.

"I'm a little uncomfortable, I want to go back to my room first. Eat slowly, I'm going upstairs."

Yuan Yuan stood up slowly, her movements were so weak that it made people feel like she was a long-term patient.

Mrs. Yuan and Yuan Honghao looked at Yuan Yuan's back as he walked up the stairs slowly, with serious expressions on their faces.

"Honghao, try to avoid business trips during this time. Keep an eye on Ye Qing, and it's time for Xiao Yuan to choose a university. Please give me some advice."

"Actually, I discussed this matter with Lao Jian. I still want Yuan Yuan to go to the United States. Xincheng and Xinhe are both there, so we can rest assured if we have someone to take care of us."

This time, Mrs. Yuan didn't feel reluctant anymore. After all, her granddaughter was old, and it was time to let her go out to see the world.

Moreover, if he wants to become the heir of Yuan's International in the future, he might not be able to convince the public without a good resume.The Yuan family also has a bunch of distant relatives who are eyeing the company. They must pave the way for Yuan Yuan's future.

The second year of high school was over, Yuan Yuan and Ye Qing had less and less contact with each other, except when Zhuang Yi occasionally invited her to the studio, they almost stopped contacting each other.

Even the polite holiday greetings are occasionally missing.

Yuan Yuan thought, since Ye Qing is so busy with work, she shouldn't bother her.If her feelings will trouble her, then she would rather stay where she is and like her silently in her own small world.

It's just that young people's hearts are always ready to move, and they still refuse to give up completely until the last moment.She backed away cautiously, but was unwilling to formally let go.

Maybe that day will be cruel, and she will witness her father lead Ye Qing into the marriage hall with her own eyes.But before that day came, she still couldn't erase the emotion in her heart, that was her first real heartbeat.

For the first time, worrying about a person.Cry for her, laugh for her, but dare not approach her rashly.

But in Yuan Yuan's black diary, more and more days were crossed out, and the distance from hers was getting closer and closer.

Before Yuan Yuan greeted her, what she received was a thick stack of school selection materials from Yuan Honghao.

"Your grandma and I selected these schools and majors for you. You can choose the majors you are interested in and apply for them. If you don't understand the details, you can ask Xinhe. I have already said hello to her."

This time, there was no room for negotiation.Yuan Yuan had to leave Haicheng and go to America.

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