Cheap Lover 【Entertainment】

Jiang Gu was obviously taken aback, and a smile quickly appeared in his eyes.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to help you."

"No need, why are you—"

Jiang Gu stubbornly controlled the wheelchair and followed: "I'm just sitting in a wheelchair, and it's not that my hand is broken. Although my left hand is slightly injured, my right hand can still help you wash the vegetables."

Zhou Ziche nodded helplessly.

Jiang Gu seemed very surprised that he offered to cook for him himself, and the ending sound has a slight upward arc.

"Actually, it's pretty good to eat the dishes cooked by the chef. Ah Che has worked so hard on the set, so he should have a good rest when he gets home. There's no need to cook for me just because I'm discharged from the hospital."

Zhou Ziche paused slightly, then quickly walked sideways into the kitchen.

He just thinks that since he wants to treat mental illness and return to a familiar environment to do familiar things, the meals should be similar, otherwise all previous efforts may be in vain.

But the smile on the face of the man in the wheelchair behind him was too sincere, Zhou Ziche's thin lips moved slightly, but he still didn't tell the truth.

Forget it, if Jiang Gu wants to think so, let him think so.

As agreed, when Jiang Gu lost his memory, he didn't care about the other party.

"The masters have worked hard, so let's put the ingredients there, we can do it ourselves, and we will pay the wages."

The chefs had probably never heard of such a good thing, so they nodded at Jiang Gu, and quickly filed out of the villa.

Many of the ingredients on the kitchen table seem to have been brought in by air, and the fresh lobster and king crab are still alive.

Zhou Ziche tentatively stretched out his hand towards the king crab.

"I don't know how to cook, but this kind of seafood should be delicious with some garlic sauce after steaming. Do you mind?"

The king crab spit bubbles and raised its pincers at him in a demonstrative manner.

Zhou Ziche's outstretched hand hesitated for a moment.

There was a sound of a wheelchair running over the ground behind him, and Jiang Gu's voice suddenly approached.

"Let me come. I can't eat seafood and spicy food now. These are bought for you. You can eat whatever you like. Don't ask me what I mean."

On the back of Jiang Gu's hand were the scars from the abrasions left when he met the gangster that day, and the dark scars looked a bit glaring on the opponent's like bamboo and jade hands.

He put both king crabs in the microwave.

"How do you want to eat lobster? Can I make you baked lobster with cheese?"

Zhou Ziche stared blankly at the table full of ingredients, and couldn't tell what he felt like for a while, only a bitterness and coldness intertwined in his heart, which made his eyes start to heat up.

"Sorry." He lowered his eyelashes, took a deep breath, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I forgot that patients are not allowed to eat cold and irritating food."

"I've been married for so many years, do I still need to say sorry for such a small matter?"

Jiang Gu smiled lightly: "Ah Che kept quiet just now, I thought you didn't like cheese flavored food anymore. You used to like cheese pizza very much."

Yes, he likes to eat very much.

Because of the need to control the diet in the past, cheese, a high-calorie food, is an absolute blacklist of recipes.

Sometimes he can only eat cheese pizza once every six months.

In the past, he also remembered Jiang Gu's favorite food very well. When the two of them ate together, he would casually and deliberately see which dishes the other party ate more.

But these memories were also deliberately avoided by him.

He has been trying his best to treat Jiang Gu as a stranger. Of course, a stranger will not remember what the other person likes to eat.

Zhou Ziche clenched his fists tightly, his nails pricking his flesh.

Jiang Gu has lost his memory now, he is very considerate, you can take care of him a little bit, just like taking care of any amnesia patient.

But don't be moved, don't be moved...

He turned his head quickly, avoiding Jiang Gu's eyes.

"I also like to eat cheese now. Then let me cook you some light dishes, stew a pork rib soup, and stir-fry a plate of seasonal vegetables, okay?"

"it is good."

Jiang Gu controlled the wheelchair and came to him. The man was half a head taller than him, and he rarely looked down at him like this.

Jiang Gu's face is a very standard traditional thick-faced look, with deep browbones and three-dimensional features. When he concentrates on doing something, his black eyes seem to have a unique attraction, which makes people unconsciously fall in love with him. look over.

"Why is Ah Che staring at me? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No!" Zhou Ziche snapped back to his senses, and quickly added, "Well, you—help me get the salt shaker over there."

"The salt shaker? Where is it?"

Relying on his own memory, Zhou Ziche walked over and opened a cupboard door.

"right here--"

The cupboard door opened, and Zhou Ziche's voice stopped abruptly.

There are only various styles of bowls and chopsticks inside, and there is no salt shaker at all.

Yes……

After they divorced, Jiang Gu redecorated the house, which was originally planned to be a new house for Xu Yi and Xu Yi.

Although the kitchen furniture has not been changed, since the dishes and chopsticks have changed in style, the place where they are placed must also be changed.

The young man's voice gradually lowered, like a little beast silently licking its wounds.

"Oh no, that was my memory. Do you remember where the salt shaker was?"

"I also remember it was placed here... Did it move when the chef came?"

"It's okay, then I'll look for it again, and you can wash the vegetables for me."

Zhou Ziche searched for several cabinets, found all the seasonings and put them on hand.

"I'll stew the ribs soup first, and I'll wash the ribs."

He put the basket containing the ribs under the faucet, and Jiang Gu's hand washing the vegetables was less than a punch away from him.

"Let me do it, the bottle of vinegar is almost empty, you go and add some."

"Then I-"

Jiang Gu took the basket with his hand naturally, and the warm fingertips brushed against the back of his hand, causing a shudder all of a sudden.

Zhou Ziche's head buzzed, and he withdrew his hand abruptly.

Subconsciously, she wiped the back of her hand on the apron: "Then I'll do it now."

He turned around quickly, and out of the corner of his eye, he could feel Jiang Gu's gaze of astonishment on him for a moment, but it soon softened, as if there was still a bit of pity and self-blame.

"It's okay, Che. I told you, I don't mind that. If you're not ready, I can wait. We still have a long time anyway, don't we?"

"Although I have lost my memory, I think I can still remember you. It is already God's kindness to me."

"You can tell me slowly what I can't remember. If you can't remember clearly, let's recall it together."

"For example, before going to bed at night, you can spare ten minutes to tell me what happened to us before..."

What Jiang Gu said was that he asked him that day "if I had sex with others", Jiang Gu thought he was really forced by gangsters.

Zhou Ziche didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

A person who has never lost his composure in front of the camera can't control his expression at all now.

"...you don't say it."

If it doesn't help, stop talking.