An Ran stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, and replied casually with a smile: "A momentary mistake, I promise that there will be no next time!" ”

It's not that I want to make a pot of nutritious soup, and I have a good table in front of him!

- Oh yes! How do you know that luck is so weak, and it actually went wrong halfway!

Duan Zechen put down the wet towel and said mockingly: "I see that you often make mistakes, it's rare to be thoughtful!" ”

"How can I be so bad!" An Ran rolled his eyes unconvinced.

Inadvertently, he found that he was still dressed in formal clothes, and hurriedly reminded: "By the way, aren't you hungry for a long time!" My soup is ready, you hurry up and change your clothes and get ready for dinner! ”

"Okay."

Although Duan Zechen answered, he didn't immediately turn around and leave.

In En's puzzled gaze, he had already gone to the oven to get heat-insulating gloves.

Carefully brought the casserole to the restaurant, afraid that she would be hot again, and after a few more words, he turned around and left.

Looking at his burly back, An Ran unconsciously pursed his lips and smiled.

- Roar! In fact, when this bastard is not evil, he is really gentle and considerate!

After a while, I suddenly remembered dinner, and hurriedly went to the refrigerator to get the pickled cabbage stalks, as well as the green beans that had been prepared a long time ago.

After stir-frying the green beans in a hot pan until they change color, then add the drained cabbage stalks and red pepper shreds, stir-fry a few times, add monosodium glutamate and sesame oil to increase the freshness and flavor, and immediately put them on the plate.

Considering that the food at noon was spicy enough, I was afraid that it would be bad for his stomach, so she specially prepared a stir-fried yam for dinner.

Cut the fine iron stick yam into hob pieces, slice the side vegetables carrots and black fungus, and cut the appropriate amount of green onion and ginger for later use.

When the oil pot is hot, the ginger is stir-fried, then the carrots are stir-fried, and finally the yam is blanched, the yam is flooded with water, and the yam is seasoned and served on the plate after smoldering until the soup is collected.

When Duan Zechen came down in light gray home clothes, An Ran had just brought the fried yam to the table.

Outside the window, the rain that had stopped all afternoon began to fall again.

With the continuous rainfall, the temperature has obviously dropped quite a bit.

On the glass window, a dense water vapor condensed, and where the water vapor was thick, it soon gathered into a water line and slid down.

On the wide glass window, the water trails were soon staggered, and in the line of sight, the shadows of the trees in the yard were faint, and it was very hazy.

Duan Zechen looked out the window, his thoughts a little distracted.

Come to think of it, he has been alone for countless such cold dusks.

At this moment, with An Ran's red figure by his side, he suddenly felt as if he had regained some emotion that he had lost!

That emotion, he had lost for a long, long time......

After a long time, he suddenly remembered that his heart was in sharp pain......

Looking at the steaming meal on the dining table, Duan Zechen's blue eyes were faintly covered with a layer of mist.

Memories drift away......

Ten years ago, his parents were still alive and the family lived happily in a small town in France.

His father was a middle-level management clerk in a trading company, and although his salary was not very good, his mother was very diligent in running the house, and she did not have to worry about food and clothing.

Every winter night, the family guards the table in harmony and happiness, his father will carefully inquire about his studies, and his mother will chatter about daily chores without playing.

He thought that his parents would be like this, accompanying him for a long, long time.

However, since that terrible tsunami, everything has changed, and he has never had that kind of warm happiness again......