At a glance, she saw the two extra jars and salt mud in the cave, she didn't know what she felt in her heart, after all, it was such a big place, and she could see what was in it, and it was very familiar, and she could imagine it with her eyes closed. Suddenly, I felt like I had become a small boat, being pushed high on the waves of the huge sea, and then falling high again, completely unbalanced. Did he go to retrieve it for himself today? What do you want to express in this way? She didn't dare to think too much, and she couldn't help but think too much, and finally forced herself to stabilize her mind.

After seeing Aya with a pair of ancient eyes without waves, Ah Hang didn't know what he felt in his heart, anyway, it was a gap between expectation and reality, and there was a faint and indescribable other feeling, he couldn't tell, he thought she would be happy, maybe he didn't see it, after all, it was too dark inside.

After both of them had finished eating, they did not talk and went back to their respective caves.

There's been so much stuff that makes him uncomfortable lately.,Aya used to talk to him for a long time anyway.,He rarely communicates with people.,So it's actually like someone to be around him and break up thoughts.,And then say something yourself.。

In fact, his expression was seen by Aya who was glancing at him, and his mood instantly recovered a lot, and when he returned to his small cave, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but then he thought of Ah Hang's shot, and the arc of the mouth rose again, that shot, it was really full of freezing effect, and the reflexive thing was the most heartbreaking, which represented the subconscious, after all, in her understanding, if it wasn't for disgust, it shouldn't be like this, and it wouldn't be like this, and it wouldn't treat friends. She never wondered if Ah Hang was shy.

In the early morning of the next day, when Aya got up, she saw Ah Hang boxing outside, leaning against the door of the cave, tiger and tiger, and it seemed that he had indeed recovered.

She also walked to the open space next to her, and she also started to punch, feeling that today's punch seemed to be much lighter, is this also the effect of yesterday's vitality blessing? She felt like she had made the right decision.

Looking at the morning, Aya still ignored him, Ah Hang was really a little anxious at this time, but he had... There was some shame to explain what happened that day, he felt that he couldn't speak, how could he have those physiological reactions? Because of the thought of Aya, his ears were red and his face was red, and he even felt his body tremble because of the touch of her palms and backs on her forehead, and there was a place where she seemed to look up, and he was afraid that if he said it, Aya would not feel disgusted with him, so he didn't dare to say it. But her attitude towards him now made him unbearable, he really didn't understand why Aya didn't talk to him, but it started that day, so it should be that incident, he even vaguely doubted that Aya knew his strange thoughts, but it didn't seem to be, she looked at him without disgust.

When Aya turned around and went back to the cave, he immediately stopped, struggled, stepped forward, grabbed Aya's arm, and then immediately let go, although Aya's arm was cold, but he felt that his palms were very hot, just after fighting for so long, his moves were chaotic, and he didn't know what he was doing indiscriminately, and his eyes were always looking at Aya.

"I... I didn't mean it that day. Ah Hang said with his hands hanging down, very helpless. His eyes didn't dare to look straight and drifted upward.

"Oh? Is that intentional? Looking at him like this, a long-lost bad taste came to my heart.

"No, it's not." Ah Hang argued, and then looked at Ah Aya.

"Not on purpose, not intentionally? What is that? Malicious? After saying this, Aya felt extremely comfortable, as if her depression had been emptied.

"Not even more. I'm just, it's just—" He just couldn't explain, repeating it, and the expression on his face collapsed a little.

"Alright." Aya couldn't bear it anymore. "That's it."

Ah Hang was relieved, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and finally didn't need to explain, he almost confessed just now, this sentence came really timely.

If Aya knew the truth, maybe the three-foot white silk hung herself, no, it should be a hemp vine hanging on the cliff branch.

At noon, Aya finally had a chance to show her hand, and she asked Ah Hang to catch a pheasant and come back, planning to have a pheasant stewed with mushrooms. Nutrition and supplementation, although the ingredients are a little incomplete, but... But I can still barely make one or two, well, a concise version. This is a more practical approach, because of various limited conditions, there are not many things she can choose to make, even a stir-fry is not good, there is no pot, she can only develop in stew and barbecue.

Take the sharpest clay knife, cut the plucked and washed chicken into pieces, soak the mushrooms in water, and then put them in a clay pot, put the water, put the ginger found before, then boil the water, pour off the water, spread the ginger slices and green onions on the bottom of the pot, pour water, and then put the shiitake mushrooms on top, cover the clay pot lid, and start to stew. Then until the water boils, boil for a while, simmer slowly, lift the lid of the pot, a fragrance begins to diffuse, and the green onion also comes up from below, and then put the salt, simmer for a while, stir lightly a few times, and then remove the jar.

I feel like I haven't smelled this smell for a long time, it's like a century has passed, Aya can't help but move her index finger, salivating, and from time to time she lifts the lid of the clay pot to take a look, but she still waits for Ah Hang to come back and eat it.

When Ah Hang came back, he smelled a more tempting sweetness than the porridge in the past, he was a carnivore, so he was more interested in things with minced meat than things with vegetables, thinking of the pheasant that Aya asked him to call back this morning, he seemed to understand something, and felt that the root of his tongue was already secreting saliva unconsciously.

Sure enough, when he walked in, he saw Aya lifting the lid of the clay pot and the tip of her nose fluttering, as well as the reluctance and slow movement of closing the lid again, and her eyes couldn't help but smile.

Seeing Ah Hang coming back, Aya got up in surprise, she was happy to have dinner.

served a good meal for the two of them, and they made it to the stone table where they ate. This really can't be done with her hands, she can't seem to make the chopsticks, but the spoon still makes her come out again, hands it to Ah Hang, and then thinks of his expression last time and the last move of putting the spoon into his bowl again, and hurriedly explained: "This is just for the convenience of eating." It's better to use a spoon. (To be continued.) )