Su Baiduo's hand that was wiping the potion for him paused, raised his head slightly, and his eyes met the dark eyes at close range.

"What do you want to say?" She asked.

Suddenly, Huo Shaoqing clamped her slender arm, and his words were a little ruthless: "You can't forget him." ”

Strange emotions churned in Huo Shaoqing's heart, becoming more and more intense, as long as she thought of her and Jiang Shaobin together, that kind of emotion would be ready to burst out of her chest.

"Yes, I have a connection with him, but it doesn't mean that there is anything between me and him." Su Baiduo thought that she was not afraid of the shadow, and she did not hide from penetrating her gaze.

Huo Shaoqing said that the problem of her being with Jiang Shaobin made her immediately remember the relationship between Huo Shaoqing and Xi Wei.

If he is unhappy or has pain, it can be reflected on his face, and someone will immediately come to comfort him and defend him, but she can only have some feelings buried in her heart.

The matter between him and Xi Wei is, after all, a sharp sword inserted in her heart, whether she pulls it out or not, the wounds are there.

"You have Xi Wei, so I will also have my own life, not the whole earth is under your control." Su Baiduo wanted to have a little backbone in front of him, but when he said these words, his heart was empty.

The anger in Huo Shaoqing's eyes, Su Baiduo saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth formed a straight line: "Good one, I'm nosy." ”

The treatment of the wound on the forehead was about to come to an end, and Su Baiduo was about to paste the new medicine cloth on it, but Huo Shaoqing ruthlessly brushed his hand away.

Su Baiduo held the medicine cloth in one hand and the scissors in the other, and her hands stopped in mid-air, she said the wrong thing, she knew.

However, sometimes she can't control what she thinks in her heart, and she can't flatter Huo Shaoqing like Xi Wei.

Huo Shaoqing held the pulley with both hands, turned around and headed towards the kitchen.

Su Baiduo looked at the things in his hand, put them aside, resisted the urge to cry, and asked Huo Shaoqing, "Are you hungry?" ”

He was silent, and indifference was his usual posture, so today he said a few gentle words and made two jokes, which is too rare.

She regulated the emotions in her heart, so that her words did not sound choked: "I'll go cook you a bowl of noodles." ”

Huo Shaoqing finally turned his head and looked at her, seeing Su Baiduo approaching step by step.

How familiar it is, in the past, when the two of them were still husband and wife, he was sometimes busy late in the company, and she would help him take the coat while saying, "I helped you cook the noodles without chopped green onions." ”

He doesn't like to eat noodles very much, but the taste of her cooking is different from other people's, it suits his taste, and every time he is not satisfied with a bowl, sometimes he feels that his appetite is amazing.

Her eyes were very red, and Su Baiduo found that he was looking at her, and immediately turned around and turned on the exhaust fan.

She, cried because of him?

In Huo Shaoqing's mind, she was once busy when he returned late from work, and the softest place in his heart seemed to be touched: "I don't want green onions." ”

Su Baiduo still turned his back to him, and replied in a small voice: "I know." ”

Divorce is not the same as forgetting, some people are a dark wound in their hearts, so that everything about that person is so unforgettable.

The noodles are ready, and when they smell, they still have the same fragrance as before, but when they eat it, Huo Shaoqing feels that the taste is different from before.

He pushed the noodles aside, pulled out a tissue, shook his head, and said, "The smell is too strong." ”

Su Baiduo doesn't believe that in foreign countries, Xiao Cola has to go to school, children like to eat noodles, she often makes it, it stands to reason that the craftsmanship will only be better and will not regress.

She directly took the bowl, picked up the chopsticks on it, tasted it, distinguished the saltiness, and wondered: "The taste is okay, did you lose your sense of taste after you fell and injured yourself." ”

Huo Shaoqing stared at the chopsticks in her hand and said slowly, "That's what I used and eaten." ”

In front of him, Su Baiduo always reacted half a beat slowly, and replied directly: "I know." ”

Saying it on her lips doesn't mean that she reacts like this in her heart and thinking, and when she tasted the taste, she didn't realize that Huo Shaoqing was eating noodles with chopsticks.

Subconsciously, she also regarded him as Huo Shaoqing in the past, and his wife would not dislike what the other half had eaten.

"I'm sorry." Su Baiduo put down his chopsticks, and then got up, "I'll help you change a bowl." ”

But think about it, he said that it didn't taste good, so he asked him what kind of noodles he liked now, and then re-cooked them according to his preference.

"Has the saltiness you liked changed?" Su Baiduo asked, "I'll give you another pot." ”

But he took the dishes and chopsticks that she had also moved, ate them again, and said, "No, it's waste." ”

Didn't he have an appetite before, why did she eat it, and his appetite came.

"That's what I've eaten." She reminded.

"I know." Huo Shaoqing actually said the same thing as her, lowered his head and ate it, looking like he was eating with relish.

Huo Shaoqing is a person who has never wronged himself, filled his stomach with satisfaction, sat in a wheelchair, came to the sofa, and slowly lifted the leg that had been disabled for many years with both hands and put it on the sofa.

Then after the meal, he said to Su Baiduo, who was going to the kitchen to clean the dishes and chopsticks: "Come here." ”

"Wait, it'll be washed soon." Su Baiduo had no choice but to speed up the cleaning, Huo Shaoqing didn't like to wait for people, it was easy to be in a bad mood after waiting for a long time, she still remembered this habit.

It is really a person who is more difficult to take care of than Xiao Coke, Su Baiduo thought of his son, and quietly raised his head and looked at the man in the living room with his back to him.

If there is no Xi Wei between her and him, at this time, is it that she, Huo Shaoqing and Xiao Coke are happy, and the family of three is happy?

"Shaoqing."

Hearing this, Huo Shaoqing turned his head again and waited for her next step.

"Nothing." Su Baiduo said nothingly, Fang Cai almost couldn't hold back, and was about to say what he thought in his heart, if he really said it, he really couldn't imagine how impulsive he was.

Huo Shaoqing's thin lips were slightly open, and he said, "You play me." ”

Su Baiduo was stunned for a moment, just a scene, it was indeed a bit like she was playing him.

Sometimes lying is not my original intention, but I have no choice: "What I want to say, after calling you, forget it, and wait for me to remember it." ”

Her explanation, Huo Shaoqing was not very useful, his expression was clear, and Su Baiduo was afraid that his indifferent eyes would pass through her heart and gain insight into everything about her.

"What do you see me doing?" Su Baiduo was looked at by him all the time, a little unbearable, and asked.

Huo Shaoqing's eyes were still focused on her, and he didn't take it back immediately, and then sarcastically said disdainfully: "Who looks at you, you are amorous." ”

After a pause, he continued: "I just don't like the dishes and chopsticks at home that are not cleaned, supervise you." ”