Chapter 80: Empathy
Ao Tianji remembered that he used to wash dishes in the kitchen with gloves on, while she sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, knitting sweaters carelessly, while supervising his warm time, and suddenly felt a lot of emotion.
"Really?" Xia Xue listened to his words and was skeptical: "Your hands that are more beautiful than an artist have really helped me wash the dishes?" β
"If you don't believe me, I'll wash it for you tonight." He looked like he was swearing.
Suddenly thinking of something, Jun's face couldn't help but smile, and asked with a smile: "Xia Xue, do you know what the situation was like when I washed the dishes for the first time?" β
"What's the situation?"
Thinking of the situation at that time, Ao Tianji couldn't help laughing: "At that time, I poured almost half a bowl of dish soap, and the foam was as rich as a woman's bathtub, my face, hands, and even my suit and pants were covered with foam, and I looked embarrassed." At that time, not only did you not sympathize with me, but you also scolded me very fiercely, scolding me for whether my head was caught in the door, why can't I do a little thing? I said I never washed, how do I know how much dish soap should be poured? You say, why don't you pour the whole bottle of shower gel on your body when you take a shower? It dawned on me that I said, washing dishes and bathing are the same thing. β
Xia Xue couldn't cry or laugh after hearing this: "Even I, a person with amnesia, know that I only need to pour a small amount of dish soap when washing dishes, not only because dish soap is a chemical that will cause chronic damage to the body, but also because it is easy to clean." You poured so much, it's no wonder that your head doesn't get caught in the door? β
After a pause, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and her face showed suspicion: "By the way, is your identity really the president of the Ao Group?" β
Ao Tianji was anxious: "Xia Xue, you can't deny my identity because of this little problem!" β
"Otherwise, how can your IQ be no different from that of a mentally handicapped child."
"Almost all geniuses have almost zero emotional intelligence and live a mess other than knowing how to delve into what they are proud of. I'm fine, at least I don't pour dish soap into my mouth and drink it. β
"......" I've never seen such a stupid thing and be so arrogant, it's really speechless. After a pause, Xia Xue asked, "Later, how many times have you cleaned those bowls?" β
Ao Tianji's face was embarrassed, and his tone was no longer as straightforward as just now: "Ten ...... Ten...... More than ten times, right? β
"How many times?"
The embarrassment on Jun's face was even more obvious, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's moan: "13." β
"Well deserved!"
In the end, what Xia Xue threw to him were these two merciless evaluations.
Then, she continued to turn around and stirred the oatmeal in the pot with the spoon in her hand, and when she found that the oatmeal was almost cooked, she changed the heat to medium heat.
She put down the spoon again, raised her wrist to look at the time, and found that 43 minutes had passed since she put the toast cake in, she came to the oven, opened the oven door, first smelled a rich aroma of bread, and then saw that the toast cake inside was already ripe, and finally, she turned off the electricity.
Ao Tianji looked at the fragrant toast cake in the oven, and said thoughtfully: "Xia Xue, in fact, your subconscious remembers a lot of things. β
"Really?" Xia Xue responded to him nonchalantly, and then closed the door of the oven.
"Toast cake is my favorite breakfast, and you used to make it for me almost every day."
"I don't know how much I remember, every breakfast today was made by feeling."
"That's right, your feelings are what I call the subconscious." Ao Tianji, who discovered this fact, was very excited and excited.
Xia Xue began to fry poached eggs. She cleaned the pan first, then turned on the high heat, let the heat dry all the remaining water in the pan, and she took four fresh eggs from the refrigerator.
Just when she saw that the water stains in the pan were dried by the fire, and she changed the big fire to a low fire, she suddenly heard Ao Tianji make a suggestion: "Xia Xue, why don't you move back to our previous villa with me?" β
She turned to look at him, but saw that his eyes were filled with a complex and simple emotion of sincerity and longing.
She remembered the deafening lightning and thunder that suddenly sounded when he swore a poisonous oath on the Ferris wheel yesterday, and immediately made a decision in her heart, and blurted out: "Don't move." β
She picked up the sunflower oil and poured a little into the bottom of the pan, poured the right amount of salt, then picked up one of the fresh eggs, broke the shell, and finally poured it into the pan.
Ao Tianji asked her rhetorically: "Don't you want to go back and have a look?" There's a lot of stuff out there that belongs to you, as well as our memories. β
When Xia Xue heard the words "what belongs to you, our memories", a layer of fluctuating ripples appeared in her heart.
She quickly made a decision, and she said, "I'll go back and see when I have time." But I didn't agree to move. β
Although she didn't agree to move, at least she promised to go back with him to have a look, which made Ao Tianji breathe a sigh of relief, and Jun's face raised a smile that was brighter than the sun: "Xia Xue, I dare to guarantee that after you go back, you will definitely find a lot of surprises." β
"What surprise?" Xia Xue teased sarcastically: "Found other women's daily necessities in your villa? β
The smile on Ao Tianji's face suddenly disappeared silently and turned into nervousness: "That's my home and yours, how can there be other women's things?" β
"Who knows." Xia Xueyun smiled lightly, but this smile was particularly dazzling in Ao Tianji's opinion.
There was unconcealed tension and helplessness on his face, and he eagerly explained: "I said, the lightning yesterday was really an accident, and every word I said on the Ferris wheel was true......"
Xia Xue put down the spatula in her hand and made a stop gesture to him, he was suddenly silenced, and she said, "I don't believe you at all, but on the contrary, I don't fully believe in you." β
ββ¦β¦ What do I have to do to trust me? He asked bitterly.
Xia Xue first turned over the eggs in the pan, and then asked calmly: "Ao Tianji, just imagine, if you have amnesia and don't remember all the people and things, you don't even know who you are, what your name is, and where you come from." After you lost your memory, I appeared in front of you, claiming to be your fiancΓ©e, and asked you to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me immediately to register your marriage, would you agree? β
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Seeing the hesitant look on his face, Xia Xue smiled faintly: "What is the result of empathy?" Can you now understand what it means to be messed up with yourself? β
Ao Tianji pursed her lips and said nothing, looking at her deeply, deeply.
From this moment on, he thought, he truly understood her concerns.