The next day was the weekend, and Hao Mei woke up knowing that she was in trouble and sneaked away.

Yan Ran simply prepared some breakfasts, coffee, oatmeal, sandwiches, poached eggs, these are Xuanmu's favorite breakfasts, at least eight years ago when he was boarding at Nanhua High School, but after eight years, I don't know if his taste has changed.

Yan Ran double-checked the food on the table, and then sent him a text message.

"It's time for breakfast!" As soon as the message was sent, the bell at the door was remembered.

She went to open the door and saw a familiar figure through the monitor.

He smiled at her and shook the breakfast in his hand.

She pressed the unlock button and opened the door for him.

"Breakfast arrived!" His mood seemed to be good, his smile was bright, as warm as the morning sun, which made Yanran shake for a while, and suddenly seemed to see the appearance of Xuanmu in high school, and he had the smell of sunshine on him at that time.

Stunned for a moment, he naturally wore the slippers she bought for him, walked straight to the restaurant, and put the breakfast he bought on the table, only to see that she had already prepared breakfast for him.

It's simple, but it's full of warm details.

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes warm, "You did that?" The smile in his eyes became a little thicker.

"I didn't expect you to buy breakfast too...... "It's a little embarrassing now, which of the two breakfasts do you want to eat?

"I bought the soy milk, fritters and pancakes you like to eat, and the grandmother who sells the pancakes said that I am a regular customer, and I gave two extra tea eggs, one for each of you and I." He took out the breakfast in the disposable plastic bag one by one. Talking about the trivial things of life in detail.

The sun poured in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on him, glowing with warm colors, and he only felt that there was a small river flowing in his heart, warm and silent, full of tenderness.

For several days in a row, he would drive early in the morning to buy breakfast for her, and because she said she liked the pancakes made by the old grandmother, he would accompany her to eat them, and this meal continued for a week.

You see. On the outside, he's a business genius. It has created countless investment myths, and it comes from a famous family, which invisibly gives people a feeling of unattainable.

But in life, occasionally he is a little stupid.

Even if it's delicious. If you eat it every day, you will get tired of it.

Not to mention. She knows. In fact, he doesn't like to eat pancakes, just because she likes them, so he eats them clean every time.

"Two breakfasts. Which do you choose? She asked.

"Hmm~ It's really a more serious question." He clasped his hands on his chest, frowned slightly, looked at the two servings on the table, as if he was solving the world's problems, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Just kidding! Breakfast was made especially for you, hurry up and sit down to eat. She curled her eyebrows and pushed him to the table.

It's all his favorite food, and she remembers it all, including the small details like tomato slices and tahini sauce in the sandwich, and she never forgets it.

"Is it delicious?"

"Hmmm! Delicious! He said, his eyes warm.

"The pancakes you bought are also delicious!" She sat across from him and took a bite.

"It's a delicious one made by my grandmother." He laughed.

"It's because you bought it that it tastes good." She lowered her head and whispered this, a very shallow voice, but he heard it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became thicker.

If happiness in this world could be expressed in terms of taste, what would it be like?

He thought, it should be the taste he feels now, there is a hint of sweetness, not strong but enough to make people linger for a long time.

A simple breakfast, she makes what he likes for him, and he buys what she likes for her.

One Chinese food and one Western food seem out of place, but they become warm and touching because of the dining table and two similar and smiling people.

"The way we are now, suddenly remembered a little story." She said.

"What's the story?"

"It's about a southern girl who married a man from the north, and their living habits are different, and the rest are fine, but this three meals a day has become a big problem. Girls like light food, men like spicy tastes, noisy, and don't understand each other. ”

It wasn't until later that they met an old couple in a similar situation to them, the same people from the south and the north, the two had spent nearly fifty years together, but they had never quarreled over trivial matters, so the young couple asked them how to do it, and the old couple looked at each other very tacitly and smiled, and said two magic weapons. And guess what? ”

"What is it?" It was rare for her to be so interested, and he followed her words very cooperatively.

"The magic weapon turned out to be a bowl of water and a plate of hot sauce. If the dinner is made something spicy that a man likes to eat, the girl will definitely put a bowl of water in front of her table to dissipate the spicy taste. If you make something light that a woman likes to eat, a plate of hot sauce will inevitably be placed in front of the man's table to enhance the taste. ”

"So a plate of hot sauce and a bowl of water is the true meaning of maintaining a happy marriage, right?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he just looked at her, his eyes warm as water.

"......" she was silent, her head bowed.

A happy marriage? Her face turned red, but she unconsciously looked at the ring on his left ring finger.

Is that just decoration? Still is...... He's really married!

"You just said that this story is very similar to our situation, and the protagonists in the story are husband and wife, so tell me, what kind of relationship are we now?" Looking at the way her face was flushed, he smiled evilly.

"This story teaches us that people should be tolerant of each other......

"Are you answering a language paper? The answer is so official. He put his hands around his chest and deliberately teased her, she was a top student in high school.

"Finished eating you? I'm going to wash the dishes! She hurriedly got up and began to regret why she was talking about it.

If she hadn't talked about it, maybe she wouldn't have noticed the ring on his hand, and she wouldn't have remembered what he said to Hao Mei yesterday.

"I don't have a girlfriend, but I have a wife."

Wife?

Once, he also called her that, on the asphalt road of the school, and also said that he would marry her after graduating from college......

Suddenly, she felt as if her heart had been stabbed by something, and her brows tightened in pain.

Eight years later, even if he falls in love with someone else, it seems reasonable, not to mention that he is such a wonderful person, there must be many beauties around him who are similar in status to him, and the right family!

You see, she really understands everything, really understands him...... But why do you still feel so angry?

Betrayal?

He didn't betray her!

After all, eight years ago, she was the one who cut it all off, and now how can she blame him for marrying someone else.

(To be continued......)