as pure as a radish

When I was cooking noodles in the kitchen, I realized that the vegetables in the refrigerator were too dehydrated to eat. "Hey, are you disappointed? I said I would treat you to dinner, but I actually went home to cook noodles." I said out of the kitchen.

"No." Wen Yue's voice came into the kitchen, "It's the same wherever you eat, and the home is even more cozy. Also, do you really not need my help?"

"I'm not being polite to you, it's really nothing to help." Without vegetables, I can only put dry goods such as seaweed and dried shrimps into the boiling water. Just thinking that it would be shameless to have no meat, I suddenly remembered that I still have a bag of stew I didn't eat the beef. Fortunately, I cut it and put it on the noodles to fill the meat. "There are no fresh vegetables at home, and there are only two or three things that can be eaten in total, and it doesn't take much effort to put them all in the noodles."

"Oh..." Wen Yue hesitated, "Then... I'll clean up the table."

"I just cleaned it up yesterday~" I stirred the dried shrimp and seaweed soup. Although it is simple, the aroma that evaporates with the heat seems to stimulate people's appetite. At least I have changed from having no appetite to looking forward to this bowl of noodles. .

Wen Yue: "It's better to tidy up again."

Me: "You little friend, even if you like me a little bit, there's no need to be so cautious. Also, don't try to please me or something. I don't pick those things, and it's not worth your grievance to cater to me." I."

"Why do you call me a kid..." Wen Yue's voice suddenly became very close.

As soon as I turned my head, he was already standing at the kitchen door looking at me holding his breath.

"What else?" I asked, "To be honest, I'm much older than you."

"Are you looking for all kinds of reasons to push me away?" Wen Yue folded her arms, "You still want to talk about something so unimportant as age."

I raised my waist, "The noodles are almost ready, go out and wait."

"I have hands and feet, I'll do it myself." Wen Yue walked to me, bent down and opened the drawer below, and took out two bowls for noodles.

I picked up a few noodles and looked at their color. I felt that they were almost cooked, so I turned off the fire, "You are quite familiar."

"Well, I just cleaned it up yesterday." Wen Yue brought out what I just said.

Divide the noodles evenly into two bowls, and spread the sliced ​​beef on top. I picked up one of the bowls, "Then serve your own~"

When I brought the noodles to the dining table, Wen Yue also arrived, and brought me a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.

I took it and sat down, "Thanks~"

Wen Yue sat opposite me, holding her chopsticks for a long time, "...is she still on a business trip?"

I put a handful of noodles in the air to cool, "That's right, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sit here and eat noodles."

Wen Yue: "She controls you very strictly?"

Me: "We don't have that level of constraints. She won't control me, and I won't control her."

Wen Yue immediately said, "So she doesn't care if you have others?"

I put down my chopsticks, "Where are you going around me?"

Wen Yue also put down her chopsticks, "No, she didn't seem to do anything to me that day..."

Me: "What can she do? My family doesn't allow friends to come?"

"But!" Wen Yue became excited, "The scene that day obviously looked like you were hiding someone at home! She didn't rush up to fight with me, didn't accuse me, and didn't even ask me anything..."

Me: "So?"

"So..." Wen Yue immediately turned her gaze to the table, "Does she not care at all..."

"She's not a person who fights with people. She doesn't fight with you just because she doesn't know how to fight with people." In fact, I also thought about this problem after that day, and finally came to the conclusion that I got along with her The fact that Xiaojia hasn't fired once for so long is the best proof.

"Oh." Wen Yue nodded reluctantly.

I picked up the chopsticks again, put it in the bowl and mixed it. The beef was mixed into the soup, and the aroma was richer and richer. "It shouldn't taste bad. I'll try it first. If it's too bad, I'll order takeaway."

Wen Yue took off the chopsticks one step faster than me. After the first bite, he nodded eagerly, "It's delicious~"

I tasted it carefully, and the taste was so-so, but definitely not up to the level of 'delicious'. "Don't flatter me, soaking instant noodles is much better than it."

Wen Yue: "As long as you do it..."

Me: "Ahem. Concentrate on eating the noodles. If you don't eat them, they will all stick together."

This meal was so simple that the two of us finished it in less than 10 minutes. Wen Yue and I rushed to clean it up, and finally reached an agreement on what to collect.In the refrigerator, I found a box of milk for Wen Yue that was still within the shelf life, and I sat at the dining table with my computer in my arms and prepared to write.The days have been too busy recently, and tonight is my last chance to write a manuscript this week. If I don’t send the manuscript to Liu Ziyun tomorrow morning, I will be late for the first time.Radio is also a kind of fast culture, time is more important than anything else, delaying the draft is definitely a fatal injury.

Wen Yue, who was sitting on the sofa drinking milk, asked, "What are you writing?"

"I have something to hand in, I need to work overtime." I just downloaded the compressed file package of this material, clicked to unzip it, and I pointed to the remote control on the coffee table, "Watch TV by yourself, the remote control is on the table. "

Wen Yue, "If you don't watch it, it will disturb you."

Me: "It's okay, I've been doing this job for several months, and I'm pretty familiar with it, and I don't need a quiet environment to do it."

"It will still be disturbing. My stay here will definitely affect you. But..." Wen Yue looked away from me again, "I want to stay with you for a while..."

I didn't say a word, because the file names I saw when I clicked on the folder made me tense.

"Uh...you work hard, I won't make any noise." Wen Yue was still talking, but I just felt that water was pouring into my ears, and his words were indistinct.

I clicked on the document with a heart, and I wanted to confirm whether the case pointed to by the file name was the one I thought. I hurriedly scanned the time described in the first half of the first line, and my heart skipped a beat. There was no other possibility. This is Yu Ting's case.

What I'm going to write this time is Yu Ting's case, no, it's our case...

After 10 minutes, I buckle up the computer, and the sound of metal clashing is loud, as I am anxious to move away from what is in front of me.

"Have you finished writing?" Wen Yue raised her head with a look of disbelief.

"Well, speed up." I did speed up, because I didn't write anything at all, I just wrote a very official case review on the Internet, and then sent it to Liu Ziyun as an attachment, the text of the email I wrote: I have no valuable thoughts on this case, and the comments in the attachment seem to be relatively authoritative for the moderator's reference.

"It's amazing." Wen Yue praised blindly.

"I'm almost... going to sleep." I wanted to be alone.

"Oh, oh." Wen Yue hurriedly left the sofa, "Then I'm going back. Good night. Remember to close the kitchen window, it's windy at night. Also, I see that the faucet in the vegetable sink is shaking, call me when you are free Phone, I’ll come and fix it for you. Remember to lock the door after I go out, the gate control downstairs has been broken for a long time, anyone can come in, you must be careful yourself.”