Xiao Qiuchen was tossed all afternoon, didn't eat at night, was so hungry that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and actually did something he couldn't believe - went to the kitchen to steal something to eat.

She didn't dare to turn on the light, for fear of alarming Ye Lingchuan and embarrassing him in front of him, so she went all the way to the kitchen in the dark. It's hateful that Ye Lingchuan still maintains the habit of a few years ago, and after the meal, he brushed all the dishes cleanly, and there was nothing left in the pot. Disappointed, she left the kitchen to find a large refrigerator standing in the corner of the dining room.

How could she forget, in the past, Ye Lingchuan often stored unfinished cakes and the like in the refrigerator. She opened it expectantly, only to find that each layer was filled with hash browns.

Lingchuan he ...... Are you still preparing these for the month every day? Knowing that he would not be coming back, he kept cooking his favorite food, so much so that he filled the entire refrigerator. Thinking of what kind of mood he used to make these potato cakes, and what kind of mood he used to open the refrigerator every day to face these foods that had not been reduced in the slightest, she couldn't stop her heartache.

She took out the potato cakes and ate them desperately despite the cold temperature, she was going to eat them for the moon, as if every one she lost would reduce a great sorrow. As she ate, her tears flowed.

So salty.

"The moon likes a very strong taste." Ye Lingchuan's green and happy face appeared in front of her again, how could they, who were happily discussing the taste of the food at that time, think that one day everything would become like this. The moon was gone, she and Ye Lingchuan became cold-eyed passers-by, those warm and beautiful memories like petals, but in the end they pierced each other's hearts like ice blades.

She chose to escape, pulling out the ice blades fiercely and quietly waiting for death, while Ye Lingchuan used these ice blades to stab her heart day after day. He immersed himself in his memories, cooking his favorite food every day, and even the taste did not change in the slightest. He seemed to fall in love with the pain of his heart being abused, and with seeing it bleed.

Xiao Yuchen desperately stuffed potato cakes into his mouth, and the saltiness in his mouth came from excessive salt, or more and more fierce tears. With each bite, her stomach and heart ached fiercely, but she kept chewing and swallowing. She couldn't compensate Ye Lingchuan for anything, she couldn't do anything for him, the only thing she could do was to experience the same pain as him, and then swallow his pain without any traces.

At this time, she heard the sound of the door opening and quickly hid in the kitchen. Ye Lingchuan coughed and went down the stairs and walked into the restaurant to pour water.

After staying in the icy lake water for so long, he must have caught a cold. Xiao Yuchen was hesitating whether to give him the medicine or not, and he had already turned around and went up the stairs. However, instead of going back to his bedroom on the second floor, he went straight up to the fourth floor and walked into the room where she was not allowed to enter.

She didn't want to ruin the agreement with Ye Lingchuan, so she tried to suppress her curiosity and didn't follow, but just as she was about to leave, she heard the sound of glass breaking inside.