After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

You have to be there all the time.

"No need to prepare anything, just go and sit down."

"OK, all right."

After a brief discussion between the two, Lin Xingmo continued to concentrate on eating eight-treasure porridge.

The big meal in the evening did not disappoint his expectations. Mother Du cooked a whole table of dishes, and everything suited his appetite, making him overeat without knowing it.

"If you can't eat it, don't force it."

Returning to the room after the meal, seeing the young man suffering, Xu Yi rubbed his stomach amusedly, "My mother won't mind."

Lin Xingmo lay on the sofa and lifted his clothes to rub for him.

Hearing this, he frowned, looked at Xu Yi's serious and gentle look, and finally lowered his eyelashes, without saying a word.

Seeing him close his eyes, Xu Yi thought he was asleep. After rubbing for a while, he turned the wheelchair and backed away, trying to get him a blanket.

Just as he turned around, he heard the muffled voice of the young man: "She is also my mother..."

Xu Yi was startled, turned his head, and met the clear blue eyes of the young man. He frowned slightly, showing a little sadness and fragility in his expression.

Seeing him like this, Xu Yi felt his heart tighten.

He turned the wheelchair back to Lin Xingmo, held his hand in his palm, and wrapped it tightly.

"You're right, we're a family now."

Xu Yi placed his other hand on Lin Xingmo's forehead, rubbed his thumb between his brows, and said warmly, "I made you sad by saying something wrong just now, I'm sorry."

Hearing his soothing voice, Lin Xingmo, who was only a little emotional, felt his nose a little sore for some reason.

He sat up, hugged Xu Yi with both hands, rested his head on his shoulder, and smelled Xu Yi's breath deeply.

Xu Yi patted him on the back lightly, and then he heard the young man whisper in his ear: "My family called me yesterday."

Hearing this, Xu Yi remembered how Lin Xingmo was sitting on the sofa in a daze when he arrived in the living room after his rehabilitation yesterday.

"What did they say?"

Xu Yi frowned, a little alertly.

"It's nothing." Lin Xingmo tilted his head, resting on his shoulder in a daze.

"Really nothing?"

"Well, I'm just asking if I want to go home this Spring Festival." Lin Xingmo said calmly.

But Xu Yi sensed something was wrong, "Didn't you go home last year?"

They have only been married for half a year, including the pre-marriage, and they have only met for less than a year. This will be their first Spring Festival together. Xu Yi doesn't know how Lin Xingmo lived in the past.

"Yeah." Lin Xingmo squeezed onto Xu Yi's neck and rubbed it lightly, with a bit of attachment.

Xu Yi was itchy from being rubbed by his hair, but he held back and did not move.

In the past, the city where Lin's father and Lin's mother worked hard was not Xinghai City, so most of the Lin family's industries were not here. Although they began to develop into Xinghai City later, they still lived in the original city.

Lin Xingmo came here to study because he was admitted to a school in Xinghai City, and he stayed here after graduation.

So these years in Xinghai City...

Does Momo celebrate the New Year alone?

Thinking of every Spring Festival, everyone else is celebrating it lively, only Lin Xingmo, with his personality, should be alone in Yunshan Xiaozhu's apartment, spending one cold winter after another by himself, Xu Yi felt distressed.

"Didn't they let you go back?" He was a little angrily.

Lin Xingmo recalled, "Yes, but I couldn't get a ticket, so I didn't go back."

Xu Yi frowned, "Can't get tickets every year?"

Lin Xingmo was silent.

"Is there no one to pick you up?" Xu Yi said angrily.

Xinghai City is not far from there. With the Lin family's family background, if they want to take the child back before the Spring Festival, can they still do it?

Lin Xingmo raised his head. Looking at Xu Yi's angry look, he felt a strange feeling growing in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the man's brow with his fingertips.

"Why are you angry?"

Xu Yi should be angry, right?Lin Xingmo thought.

Seeing the young man's calm and innocent expression, Xu Yi almost laughed out of anger.

He took a deep breath, held his hand, and nibbled on his palm, "Of course I'm angry when they treat you like this."

"Don't be sad, I'll be here in the future."

Lin Xingmo blinked, seeing Xu Yi's earnest way of comforting him, he suddenly realized...

It turned out that in the past, he couldn't feel emotions, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be sad.

Those emotions were there, it was just shielded by his ego, and now, when that barrier of self-protection began to crack, those emotions began to wake up and want to drown him.

Why they were just too busy, why he was not close to his family, he accepted these reasons, but it didn't mean he wouldn't... feel sad and lonely.

Tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes without warning.

Lin Xingmo looked at Xu Yi and wept silently.

His appearance made Xu Yi panic immediately.

"Momo?"

He held Lin Xingmo's face in his hands, carefully wiped away the tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and said in a panic, "Did I say something wrong again?"

Lin Xingmo shook his head, and buried his face in Xu Yi's arms.

"Xu Yi, you must always be by my side." He said, "You must always be here."

Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice, "I will definitely do what I promised you."

The two hugged each other and hugged quietly for a while.

Suddenly, Lin Xingmo raised his head, looked at Xu Yi with red eyes, and said, "No, you didn't."

Xu Yi was a little confused, "Nothing?"

Then, under his gaze, Lin Xingmo unbuttoned his clothes one by one.

Although he had already understood, Xu Yi still rolled his eyes when the young man opened his clothes.

Lin Xingmo was already fair, with a cold pale complexion, which made the light-colored graffiti stand out.

Thinking of the scene between the two of them last night, Xu Yi felt his throat tighten.

"You said that you will wash it off for me." Lin Xingmo said.

Xu Yi bent his lips, lowered his head and kissed the young man's lips, and said with a smile, "I'll wash it for you, okay?"

With such an interruption, Lin Xingmo forgot about the bad memories of the past and the sad emotions that were evoked.

That night, Xu Yi still failed to fulfill his promise, and he didn't know if he did it on purpose. Anyway, it took three or four nights for the paint to be completely washed off.

After all, Lin Xingmo didn't bother with him because of such a trivial matter, but after the painting was over, he would pay attention to cleaning the paint tray in time.

But later, Xu Yi still asked his assistant to buy him a new batch of paint, saying it was edible grade.

There is no harm to the human body even if it is contaminated on the skin, and it is easy to wash off.

Lin Xingmo always felt that Xu Yi was expecting something.

Mama Du only stayed in the villa for a few days before leaving. Although the end of the year was approaching, she was used to being alone, and she made appointments with a few good sisters to play cards when she had nothing to do.

Both her son and Momo are people who like to be clean, and it is not easy for her to invite people to her home, so she can't wait to go back after staying for a few days.

Lin Xingmo was a little sad about this, after all, Mama Du's cooking was really delicious, and what he didn't tell Xu Yi was...

The taste of the food made by Mama Du always made him feel familiar.

It was only later that he realized that it turned out that it was like what his grandma made for him when he was a child.

Since he came back this time, he hasn't turned into a cat while sleeping for a long time, and he doesn't know if he can go back and see grandma again...

Before I knew it, it was the day to go out to visit Master Ruan.

When he was about to leave, Xu Yi wrapped him layer by layer into a rice dumpling, and Lin Xingmo regretted it.

"Do you have to wear so much?"

Lin Xingmo tried to wear two less clothes, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Xu Yi.

"It snowed again last night. If you don't wear more clothes, you will get sick." The man put on gloves for him with a serious face, then wrapped a scarf around him, and finally a hat that can cover his ears.

Lin Xingmo was tall and thin, but even with so many clothes on, he looked very eye-catching.

Lin Xingmo felt that his body was too heavy, but thinking that he was going to buy a gift for Xu Yi's uncle, he endured it and barely prepared himself to go out in winter.

"Then we'll be back soon," he said.

"it is good."

Xu Yi nodded and led him to the garage.

When entering the elevator, the young man said again: "You will make red bean soup for me when you come back."

"no problem."

"I also want to eat baked sweet potatoes."

"Well, I'm going to study."

Finally, the elevator door closed, and the conversation between the two was completely inaudible.

The author says:

mwah--