As soon as the words fell, Qingge, who was still trapped in awkward silence, raised his eyes in surprise, and a trace of doubt appeared at the bottom of his pupils.

"Back, back"?

"Never Separated Again"?

What do you mean?

Did the people in front of her think she would stay here??

Do the people in front of them think that they will still get along as well as before?

A hint of weirdness suddenly appeared in Qingge's heart.

There was silence in the air for a few more moments.

There was a pause.

Qingge took a sip of mint water on the table, and finally broke the silence, "What about Wei Wei?" ”

The reason why I agreed to come here is entirely because Wei Wei is here.

Now that she is here, leaving with Wei Wei is her ultimate goal.

As for the person in front of him ....

Now that she has confirmed that the other party is okay, she has no worries in her heart, but if she wants to get along without any guilt like before, it will never be possible.

Not to mention that the other party did such a big trick to deceive her, just because of the disgusting things done in the concentration camp, she could no longer be treated as affectionately as before.

She didn't believe that Kazura didn't know about the concentration camps.

Judging from the previous reactions of the Xia people, the relationship between Qingluo and the concentration camp is absolutely very close.

It's just that....

It's just that she didn't dare ask.

She, she was afraid that once she asked, the only remaining relationship between her and Qingluo would completely disappear.

Her lightness!

Her little light Luo!!

It wasn't like this before, was it?!

But how did they get to where they are now?

Hearing Qingge's formulaic inquiry, Qingluo's subordinates, who were peeling crab meat, were stunned, and the smile in his eyes stopped.

Moment.

The corners of Qingluo's mouth raised, and he put a piece of freshly peeled crab meat towards the white porcelain plate in front of Qingge, his eyebrows and eyes crooked, "Children need to go to bed early, and they have already rested at this time." "135 Chinese

Well?

Go to bed early??

A touch of surprise flashed in Qingge's eyes, and then she subconsciously turned her head to look at the clock on the cabinet in the distance, and when she saw the time on the clock clearly, she realized that because she had slept for a while, it was already half past nine in the evening.

"Sister, try my craft and see if there is any regression?" Qingluo Qing Pheasant's warm voice sounded again, accompanied by another piece of peeled crab meat clip and put it on a white porcelain plate in front of Qingge.

Qingge turned his head to look at the plate, then raised his eyes to look at Qingluo, who was looking at him with an expectant face, and after hesitating for a moment, he picked up the chopsticks on the side and lowered his head to eat.

"Is it delicious?" Qingluo looked expectant.

Qingge slowly swallowed the crab meat, felt the aroma of food in his mouth, and nodded shallowly, "Well, it's delicious." ”

It's really delicious.

But I don't know why, but she no longer has the joy of gobbling up.

In contrast, she missed the supper Si Yan cooked for her more at this time.

It's a mouthful of gluttony just to think about.

Hearing Qingge's evaluation, Qingluo's eyebrows and eyes suddenly bent, and he hurriedly lowered his head and peeled off the spicy crab, and the curvature of the rising corners of his mouth couldn't be stopped, "Then sister must eat more." ”

Naturally, his craftsmanship has not changed.

Not only has it not changed, but strictly speaking, it should be better than ever.

Because whenever he misses the person in front of him, he will lock himself in the kitchen, cooking pot after pot of spicy crab that the person in front of him loves to eat.

At that time, he thought about the day when the two reunited, he must let the people in front of him taste the familiar taste that he had not seen for a long time, and then grab it with him as before.

Small tableside.

Looking at Qingluo, who was happily peeling the crab meat with his head down, Qingge lowered his eyes and bit the corner of his lip, and after a long moment of silence, he suddenly spoke, "It's late today, I should take Wei Wei home." ”

As the words fell, the air seemed to be filled with a dead silence, and there was silence.

Qingluo's hands that had just peeled a piece of crab meat were in mid-air, and a thick haze suddenly appeared in his lowered eyes, but it was only a blink of an eye, and when Qingluo raised his eyes to look at Qingge again, his eyes had already become a different scene.

"Sister, I've been busy all day today, and I'm already hungry, can my sister finish this meal with me first?" The flattering voice suddenly rose, and he looked at the girl on the other side of the small table with a look of grievance.

Qingge's heart moved when he heard this, and when his eyes fell on the face of the obviously emaciated young man in front of him, a trace of distress finally appeared in the eyes that looked at each other quietly.

Half a day.

Qingge took the lead in looking away, and looked slightly down at the white porcelain plate full of crab meat in front of him.

After a few seconds of silence.

"Okay."