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"Jing, I'm fine, I've just been playing games for too long, and my brain is a little dizzy. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vincent reached out and touched Jing's little head, just like he was ten years ago.

Jing once again experienced the warmth that belonged to her, and couldn't help but squint her big eyes, looking very enjoyable.

But after two moments, she immediately reacted that she should continue to be angry instead of forgiving Vincent so quickly. It's her hands on her chest, her chin raised, and the side of her face, looking like I haven't forgiven you.

It's just that from the fact that she didn't refuse Vincent's touch, it seems that she is not really angry.

"Okay, my good quiet, your brother Wen and I are wrong, can't you? Otherwise, I'll make dinner today, and you can sit on the sofa obediently and watch your favorite movie, okay?"

Vincent, who had already decided to face the dream calmly, quickly adapted to all this and changed back to the same self he was ten years ago.

However, Jing didn't want to sell Vincent's face at all, so she immediately wrinkled her pretty nose, and pretended to be fierce and coquettish: "Don't, the food you cook is too unpalatable, except for wasting the ingredients I bought, it's just useless." ”

In the end, Jing finished the idiom word by word, obviously because Vincent's past performance was too impressive for her.

Being so mercilessly despised by Jing, Vincent could only reluctantly let go of the hand that was touching Jing's little head, and spread out his hands to show that I couldn't help it.

Seeing Vincent's posture like this, Jing snorted coquettishly and walked towards the small kitchen in Vincent's house, saying as she walked, "You come over to me, I have something to tell you." ”

Vincent immediately followed, and took the circular paper bag she was carrying from Jing's hand, and then followed Jing step by step.

"You have a conscience. ”

The hand suddenly looked back empty, but saw Vincent smiling, and raised the hand holding the paper bag, as if asking her for credit, so he pretended to be angry and replied to Vincent.

Vincent, who thought he had been complimented, grinned.

[It's been a long time since I've eaten real food since she left.] ］

Feeling the heavy weight of the paper bag in his hand, Vincent couldn't help but think back to the darkest and most hopeless days for him.

Vincent, who is not allowed to take any stress relievers or decompressions that are harmful to his body, can only go home and take two bites of nutritional mixtures, and then go online to enter the game and vent all his dissatisfaction in the game.

Soon, the two were in the kitchen, where Vincent placed the paper bag on the dining table in the kitchen, and leaned against the wall to the side, waiting for Jing to say what she wanted to say.

However, as soon as Shizumi walked to the kitchen, she was stunned by the cleanliness of the kitchen, and the reason why she was so surprised was because the kitchen was exactly the same as when she left three days ago.

In other words, her brother Wen hadn't touched anything in the kitchen for three days.

Jing was distressed by this, quickly took off her coat and threw it into Vincent's arms, then rolled up her sleeves, picked up the paper bag from the dining table, and walked to the kitchen counter to quickly prepare the ingredients.

Seeing that Jing had completely forgotten what she said, Vincent on the side had no choice but to twitch the muscles at the corners of his mouth, and walked out to straighten out and hang her coat.

However, when he returned to the kitchen, a plate of cooked beef thatched beef, which was smelling of tempting meat, cut almost the same thickness and neatly stacked, was suddenly placed on an empty table, and a pair of chopsticks rested on the edge of the plate.

Jing, who was busy washing the vegetables in her hands and wearing an apron, probably noticed that Vincent was back, so she said softly without looking back: "Only this beef is cooked food, and it can be eaten directly." ”

"You eat first, wait while eating, and I'll be fine at once. ”

"Well, there's no hurry. ”

Vincent forcibly suppressed his urge to cry, reached out and picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef with sauce, brought it to his mouth, and then opened his mouth, and put half a palm-sized beef into his mouth.

The familiar texture, slightly spicy and slightly salty, is reflected in the mind through the mouth and tongue.

Vincent chewed hard, trying to keep the tears from falling.

He kept chewing, and kept telling himself that this was fake, that this was just a dream, and that he was just affected by the dream.

It's just that Vincent, who was already a little teary-eyed, raised his head, looked at Jing's busy back, and listened to her humming a light song, and tears finally couldn't help but slip from his eyes.

With tears in his eyes, he secretly laughed at his weakness.

But just as Vincent was about to raise his hand to wipe away his tears, Jing, who had finished frying a plate of vegetables, just turned around and saw Vincent in tears.

She was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned off the energy stove and put the vegetables in her hand on the table.

After doing this, she sat down next to Vincent at once, and grabbed Vincent's left hand, which had been fixed due to lag, with her slightly cool right hand.

She took the back of Vincent's left hand and placed his palm over her right cheek, allowing Vincent to feel her temperature. Her left hand reached out, trying to wipe away the tears that had been streaming down Vincent's face.

However, the more she wiped it, the more Vincent's tears came, and it was impossible to wipe them clean.

Finally, trying to maintain restraint and not let himself be unable to hold back as Vincent cried.

Her teary eyes became the same as Vincent's, and tears flowed downward. She wept, her voice choked to the point that she could only speak in fits and starts, "How... What's the matter, text... Brother, it's me... Did I do something to make you do this?"

It was the first time she had seen Vincent cry like this, and she felt so uncomfortable, as if someone had been slashed through her heart with an unedged knife.

Vincent, who came back to his senses, saw that Jing was really frightened by his actions, and hurriedly put down his chopsticks, grabbed her left hand back, and put her left hand on his tear-stained face like Jing.

He sniffed, then coughed lightly, controlling himself from remembering the bad old days.

Wen Sen, who had barely finished dealing with his emotions, comforted softly: "It's okay with Jing, it's because after I recalled the past, I felt uncomfortable, so I couldn't control myself a little." ”

"You can't lie to me. ”

"Of course it's true, you don't want to think about when you, Brother Wen, lied to you. ”

"Then how do I know, people have only known you for less than a year. ”

"Then after a while, I'll explain all my past to you, okay?"

"Then you must remember. ”

"Well, little Ghost. ”

Vincent looked at Jing who was smiling in front of him, scratched her little pretty nose with a funny face, and then soothed: "Let go, I'm going to wash this face that cries like a big cat." ”

As soon as she heard this, her face instantly turned red, and she quickly let go of Vincent's hand, lowering her head, looking very embarrassed.

Vincent smiled at this, touched her little head, and then turned and walked out of the kitchen, ready to go to the bathroom.