At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Chen Nian rubbed his temples, probably because he hadn't drunk so much wine for a long time, he had a terrible headache, Chen Nian looked at the ceiling blankly, wanting to remember if she had done anything excessive after drinking last night, she vaguely remembered that she kept sticking to Lin Mo after drinking too much.

"Chen Nian, Chen Nian, I must not drink so much next time, it's too embarrassing. Chen tickled and nodded his forehead.

"Niannian, are you awake? As soon as Chen Nian finished muttering, he heard a knock on the door and Lin Mo's voice.

"Well, I just woke up and haven't washed yet. Chen Nian's voice was a little hoarse.

"Then you should wash up first, I'm going to cook, do you have anything you want to eat?" Lin Mo had heard all kinds of Chen Nian's voices, and this kind of slightly tired voice after being drunk was the first time he heard it, and it sounded itchy, as if it tickled his heart.

Chen Nian brushed her teeth while recalling everything that happened yesterday, she felt that she was poisoned, and the name of the drug was Lin Mo, because she used to be a person who could withstand temptation, of course, in addition to the food accident, but now there is another person who tempts her, and the key person seems to have mastered the supply of food after her, which makes Chen Nian feel a little shameless, not only wants to eat other people's cooking, but also wants to eat people after just a few days together.

After washing up and putting on a simple sportswear, Chen Nian threw yesterday's wine-smelling clothes into the dirty laundry basket in disgust.

"Grunt" The stomach began to crumble again. Chen Nian felt that he was like Sun Wukong, Lin Mo was like a Buddha, and he couldn't escape from his palm, after all, he was tied to his heart and stomach, as if his ears were also tethered.

"Niannian, the meal is ready, you can eat. "Sure enough, Cao Cao Cao arrived.

"Well, here we are. Lin Nian deftly pulled a ball head and pushed the door out of the bedroom.

Lin Mo feels that women are really miracles left by the creator to the world, and every dress can give people a new feeling, whether charming or intellectual or cute, every image can fascinate men.

"Momo!Momo!" Chen Nian shouted twice in a row, but Lin Mo didn't react, Chen Nian had no choice but to walk to Lin Mo's side and gently tug his ear.

"Well, I was distracted just now, I'll go and bring out the rice later. Lin Mo hurriedly walked to the kitchen to hide his embarrassment.

"What about my sister and Brother Sheng?" Lin Mo asked suspiciously, looking at the two pairs of chopsticks on the dining table.

"My sister and Sun Hao went out shopping, and Brother Sheng said that there was something else going on in the company, so they ate a few bowls of noodles in the morning and left. Lin Mo took the rice and put it on the table, as if it was burned by the bowl, and his two fingers habitually pinched his earlobes a few times, and the red on his fingers was dyed on his ears like this.

Chen Nian suddenly thought of his deceased father, when he was a child, his father would make egg custard for her like Lin Mo, every time it was brought out, Chen's father would keep calling his fingers, every time it came out, Chen Nian always tilted his head next to him and asked, "Dad, is it hot?" Then Chen's father would pinch Chen Nian's earlobe with his fingers that were no longer hot, watching his daughter shrink her neck in fear, Chen's father could always smile and lean back, and then Chen Nian grew up day by day, went to school, Living in school, the number of times you eat egg custard is getting less and less, Chen Nian has suffered a big grievance at school, as long as he goes home to eat a bowl of hot egg custard, it seems that the great grievances can be driven away, but, such a day was fixed five years ago, Chen's father was diagnosed with cancer, Chen's mother has been hiding from Chen Nian, running at home in the hospital every day, and finally can't support it and is tired, Chen Nian, who is studying in other places, received a call from relatives and rushed home overnight.

The torture of illness and the fact that he could basically only eat liquid food, Chen's father's originally tall and mighty body quickly lost weight, and the original one-meter-eight man was tortured with less than 100 pounds, and it seemed that only bones were stubbornly supporting her body under her pale skin.

That day, the doctor told the mother and daughter: "Let's see what the patient wants to eat, the effect and significance of the treatment are not much, and now the patient needs the company of his family the most." ”

At that moment, Chen Nian seemed to have been drained of all his strength and spirit, and walked to the ward reluctantly, looking at Chen's father's emaciated face, tears kept flowing.

Father Chen couldn't see his daughter being wronged since he was a child, but the torture of illness made him no longer have the strength to wipe away the tears that kept sliding down for his dear daughter, and even the short words "Nian, don't cry" used up the only bit of strength to squeeze out of his mouth.

That night, Chen Nian used dozens of eggs to make many bowls of egg custard in a row, and finally made a bowl that he was satisfied with, but when she rushed back to the hospital, he couldn't take a bite, and there was only a wall between the outside and outside of the operating room, but it cut off all her fantasies about the future with the man who sheltered her.

Lin Mo had never seen Chen Nian like this, swallowing the egg custard in the bowl one by one, and his tears were like raindrops falling from the eaves in summer.

He hugged Chen Nian tightly, kept wiping her tears, and the "Momo, don't cry" that came out of his mouth was like Chen's father's tone.

Time is a book written with emotion, and it always makes people teary when they read it.