(Thanks to reader Ximen Rin for supporting Erbaiyuan on a certain treasure~)

Trembling, like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice.

Just listening to the sound of the bacon frying on the pan, I felt my skin start to break out in a cold sweat.

Huh? What is this? What happened? I didn't have any fucking amnesia last night, did I? Could it be that I was sleepwalking in the middle of the night and had a big hair and straightened out the Fa on the spot under the snow? It's impossible, I can only be the one who will be corrected on the spot according to the force value, right?

After the snow came, we talked a little bit about what we thought of the ministry and the school, and then we had a very fucked-up study session for a while. Then I occupied the living room under the snow on the pretext that I wanted to watch cat movies, and then I had to work in the study. A few hours later I came out of my study and went to sleep in my room, still watching the cat under the snow.

But what's going on here? Is there anything going on that I don't know about? Huh? What the fuck is this unfolding? What did I do after I went to bed?

Or did I say something terrible about my dreams, and I became what I am now? Damn, I'm curious what I said that she could become such a good wife and mother! It's an anomaly, right? It's definitely an anomaly, right? I jumped the world line, right?

Looking at the period in the newspapers, I subconsciously felt as if there was one more day.

Then I almost slapped myself in the face.

Didn't you sleep all night?

"Although there are a lot of ingredients, I personally don't think eating too much in the morning is not good for my health. So today, it's better to have eggs and bacon with bread and milk. ”

As if he didn't feel anything unusual about himself, he watched me sit on a chair and sink into the newspaper, skillfully cooking the ingredients in the pan in a very calm tone. That skillful movement can't help but be reminiscent of the five-star chefs who make zuò on site in some star-rated hotels.

There wasn't even much movement, and the bacon, which had been marinated for a while before I knew it, already had a refreshing aroma. People can't help but have a big appetite, and subconsciously secrete a lot of saliva.

And on the table, there are already two sets of dining utensils, as well as two cups of steaming fresh milk. Two plates of sugar were placed on the side to flavor themselves.

This is really intimate, and the intimacy poured Cheng dù that made me heart and gall.

Just looking at the decorations on the table, I felt the urge to run away!

What the hell is going on! What the hell is going on! Who the fuck is going to sue me ahhhhhh It is absolutely impossible for me to know such a good wife and mother under the snow! What is she definitely becoming, right? Is it Yangna? Is it Yono who has done cross-dressing? Is it a conspiracy by the Xuexia family to kill me?! Yes, there are ghosts, and that's even more impossible!!

"Ah, yes. Do you like something seasoned? ”

"I don't like it too much."

"Really? Coincidentally, I don't really like it either. Then put some spare on the side. ”

After poking his head out of the kitchen and asking, Xue Xia nodded with a clear face, and stood in front of the stove again to take care of it in my stunned eyes.

While the bacon and eggs were still frying, she snatched some condiments from the counter where I didn't even know what the hell was in. In a way I didn't understand at all, I put two small stacks of dipping sauce on a plate.

Then after the sauce was finished, he reached out and turned off the gas stove, and after gently sliding the residual temperature in the pan again, he easily put the two pieces of bacon fried inside on the dinner plate with a spatula. Then he took two more eggs out of the fridge and began to break open them on the pan that still had a trace of grease, and fried the eggs.

The moment I watched the tan eggshell break, I felt the urge to go to the toilet.

…… Damn, the more skilled I am at this, the more I feel a tremble, what should I do? I always felt that it was not an egg that was fried on it, but an egg, and this kind of empathetic pain.

Is this an invisible threat to me? Or do you want to prove something to me? Is this declaring its own sovereignty? She has successfully landed in Normandy, officially opened the third battlefield, and began to announce that the Allies have officially entered the strategic counteroffensive stage, laying the foundation for victory in World War II?

"What do you want from a bento?"

Watching the omelette quickly turn half-cooked in the afterglow, the snow poked his head out of the kitchen again, tilting his head to look at me in confusion.

"I'm pretty confident in the taste, but I don't know much about your taste. If so, can you tell me the exact information? It's rare that there are so many materials here, and if you don't use it, it might break? ”

After all, you won't do anything.

I took something that looked very suspicious, and I don't know if I had ever bought it, out of the fridge and on the stovetop. That's the end of the job.

I put two slices of fried eggs on a plate under the snow, picked up the tray that I didn't know where I found it, and placed the two plates next to the cutlery. It seems that for the sake of aesthetics, a vegetable leaf that I don't know what is is placed on the dinner plate.

Then he took off his gloves and apron as a matter of course, put the tied ponytail back on, shook off his long hair, which had become a little deformed by the tie-up, and naturally sat down opposite me, picked up his knife and fork and began to divide the breakfast in front of him very elegantly, looking no different from the usual under the snow.

…… No, it's a big difference, right? Rather, the fact that she is here in front of me under the snow is already the biggest difference in itself! I still don't dare to speak!

"Huh? What's wrong? Dishes not to your liking? ”

As if seeing my cold sweat, he raised his eyebrows in confusion under the snow.

"Sure enough, rice is better? It's not that it can't be done, but there will be a problem with the timing. After all, the rice cooker has already been cooked with bento rice, so this time it will be a little better. Nothing is a big problem. The taste should be to your taste. ”

This time? Do you mean it's just the first time and there's a next time?! Is this overwhelming sudden happiness -- bah, horror -- more than once!

It's amazing!

"Ah, not really."

Resisting the urge to slap my skinless and faceless self, I covered my face and tried to say to Xue Xia in the calmest voice possible.

"You can make it straightforward, what are you doing this for? If you want me to do something, you can just say it, you don't have to, really. That's when I realized that my heart wasn't as good as I thought it would be......"