Although she and Jiang Yucheng were later busy with their respective academic careers, which led to less and less contact with each other, this did not affect their relationship for so many years.

When she was young, Jiang Yucheng would tell her anything she encountered, share happy things together, and comfort him when she was sad.

But at this time, Jiang Yucheng only shook his head lightly when he heard Han Jiaxin's words, his fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, his eyebrows were tired, and the red bloodshot in his eyes made people feel extremely distressed.

Knock Knock Knock –

With a slight knock on the door, Aunt Chen's voice sounded: "Miss Han, the porridge is ready." ”

Hearing this, Han Jiaxin immediately got up and walked outside, taking the steaming porridge from Aunt Chen's hand: "Thank you, Aunt Chen." ”

"Miss Han, beware of the burn." Aunt Chen carefully handed the dinner plate to Han Jiaxin, and subconsciously glanced inside.

"Aunt Chen, don't worry, Yucheng is just too tired, Aunt Chen will prepare dinner as usual in a while." Han Jiaxin smiled, looking at the porridge in front of her, a soft color flashed in her eyes.

Smack...

As the bowl carved with delicate patterns was placed on the table, a strong fragrance came to the nostrils, and Han Jiaxin said: "The temperature is just right, Yucheng, drink some porridge." ”

Hearing the word "porridge", Jiang Yucheng seemed to think of something, subconsciously glanced at it, looked at it for a few seconds, and then looked away.

"Didn't you say that you like to drink Aunt Chen's porridge the most, I specially instructed Aunt Chen to boil your favorite red date porridge." Seeing that Jiang Yucheng finally reacted, Han Jiaxin was overjoyed, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, but who knew that the former had no movement.

Han Jiaxin was accustomed to it, sat down on the chair, and whispered about the past: "I remember when we first met, you didn't pay much attention to me, maybe I was a little annoyed by what I said, you let me go, but I didn't leave, and you started to talk to me slowly." ”

"Once you said that Aunt Chen's porridge was particularly delicious, and you specially left me one, although the porridge was already cold, I still drank it all, and there was another ......"

"Drink it." Before he finished speaking, he heard a faint male voice.

Han Jiaxin was stunned, and then heard Jiang Yucheng close the document: "I don't have an appetite, you can drink it." With that, he got up and walked out, and Han Jiaxin hurriedly followed: "Where are you going?" ”

Jiang Yucheng didn't speak, and walked straight out, Han Jiaxin followed closely behind him: "Yucheng, you haven't rested all night, your body will be unbearable, the company's affairs have Assistant Yan, you eat something first." ”

The former turned a deaf ear and continued to walk out, Han Jiaxin gritted her teeth: "Do you want to collapse your body?" ”

Before the words fell, Jiang Yucheng seemed to think of something, turned his head and sat back again, picked up the porridge and drank it one by one.

After drinking it for the first time, Jiang Yucheng couldn't help but be stunned, the taste of this porridge was somewhat similar to Zuo Xinxin's cooking.

Although there was an illusion in his heart that Zuo Xinxin was back, he told Jiang Yucheng that Aunt Chen had just learned the technique of boiling porridge from Zuo Xinxin.

A large and two small figures appeared in his mind, Jiang Yucheng took one bite after another, and his body could not collapse, if

Crossed, how to find Xinxin and Xiao Cheng Xiaoai, if they find it, let them see what they look like......

Thinking about it, Jiang Yucheng gulped down the porridge, and Han Jiaxin on the side saw it in his eyes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that Jiang Yucheng could still listen to her words.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, I finally felt a warmth in my stomach, and there was a slightly similar porridge aroma between my lips and teeth. Jiang Yucheng got up and walked out, this time Han Jiaxin didn't stop: "There is still a while for dinner, you go to sleep first, I will inform you if there is any news." ”

At this moment, Jiang Yucheng seemed to be truly aware of Han Jiaxin's existence, and he said softly: "Thank you." ”

He should go and take a break, if he let Xinxin and the child see him like this, I don't know what he will think.

Seeing Jiang Yucheng return to the room, Han Jiaxin took out her mobile phone and called Yan Bin: "Mr. Jiang is resting, just call me before six o'clock if there is any news." ”

"Okay, Miss Han." Although there is still no news found, Yan Bin still responded for the time being.

After hanging up the phone, Han Jiaxin went downstairs to the kitchen with the empty bowl, Aunt Chen was preparing dinner, and when she saw that the porridge bowl was empty, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Han still has a way, it's good to have me here, Miss Han go and rest." ”

"It's okay, Aunt Chen, it just so happens that I'm fine, you can teach me how to cook." Han Jiaxin is an all-rounder in the eyes of outsiders, but she has little research on cooking.

Come to think of it, she has a wealthy family since she was a child, and she has everything from a nanny, a driver, and a chef, just learn to improve herself, and she really hasn't been in the kitchen.

When Aunt Chen heard this, she was stunned and said, "Miss Han, I'll come." In her impression, Han Jiaxin has never been in the kitchen, and even if she teaches her, the dishes she makes may not be to the young master's appetite.

"Aunt Chen, it's not that you don't know, I grew up with Yucheng, even if he is stubborn, he will sell me a favor." Han Jiaxin persuaded, but she was already holding an apron and tying it.

Her words did make sense, and she remembered that Jiang Yucheng didn't even look at it in the morning, and Aunt Chen stopped persuading and taught seriously.

As everyone knows, the real reason why Jiang Yucheng is willing to eat is Zuo Xinxin and Xiao Cheng Xiaoai, not Han Jiaxin's persuasion.

Jiang Yucheng returned to the room and forced himself to sleep for more than an hour, and after waking up, he washed his face and went downstairs, and saw Han Jiaxin wearing an apron and setting dishes and chopsticks at the dining table, and Aunt Chen was preparing vegetables next to him.

In a trance, the woman wearing the apron seemed to have turned into slightly curly long hair, her face was delicate and small, and her mouth seemed to be teaching the child a lesson.

"Yucheng, are you awake?"

When she got closer, Han Jiaxin had already taken off her apron, her cheeks were slightly red, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, looking like she was just busy in the kitchen.

Seeing Jiang Yucheng's eyes fall on the food, Han Jiaxin smiled slightly: "I learned to cook a few dishes with Aunt Chen, I don't know if it suits your appetite." After she finished it, she tasted it, although it was not as good as Aunt Chen's craftsmanship, but she could still swallow it.

The most important thing is her heart for Jiang Yucheng.

And Jiang Yucheng looked at the four dishes on the table, and he didn't have much to eat

wanted, but it still looked at Han Jiaxin's first cooking and ate a few bites.

With Aunt Chen on the side, the taste was naturally good, but Jiang Yucheng ate it like chewing wax, and from time to time glanced at the position where Xiao Cheng Xiaoai was sitting, and his deep eyes became more and more depressed.

"Yucheng, try this." Seeing that he hadn't moved the farthest dish, Han Jiaxin helped him clip a piece, but the latter suddenly dodged and the meat fell to the table.

Han Jiaxin was stunned and looked at Jiang Yucheng in astonishment.

"I'm full."

Without a word of explanation, Jiang Yucheng put down the dishes and chopsticks and went upstairs.

Seeing that Han Jiaxin wanted to speak and stopped, with uncontrollable loss and complexity on her face, Aunt Chen couldn't bear to say: "Miss Han, the young master may be overly sad for a while and has no appetite. ”

Han Jiaxin came back to her senses slightly, and shook her head at Aunt Chen with a smile: "It's okay, Aunt Chen, I know him, just this character." After speaking, Han Jiaxin glanced at the corner upstairs and wanted to go up to take a look, but she pressed it down again and ate absentmindedly.

Jiang Yucheng went upstairs, went straight to Zuo Xinxin and Xiao Ai's room, and stood there for a few minutes before raising his hand to open the door.

Nothing seems to have changed in the room, and everything seems to have changed, the bed is made flat, and there are all kinds of dolls that Xiao Ai likes on it, the window is open, and a cold wind comes in, diluting the fragrance in the room.

Jiang Yucheng suddenly stepped forward and closed the window, as if by doing so, the smell in the room would remain.

But as soon as the window closed, the room suddenly fell silent, and countless memories swept in like a tide, enveloping him, silent but noisy, warm and merciless.

His eyes fell on the dresser, and Jiang Yucheng's body stiffened.

There was a delicate ring lying quietly on the white table, and Zuo Xinxin's expression of putting on the ring appeared in Jiang Yucheng's mind, helpless, complicated, but still compromised.

After putting the ring on, she didn't seem to take it off, whether it was a business trip or a job, even when the relationship faded, she wore it on her finger.

The small ring carries countless memories about them, but now it appears here, as if Zuo Xinxin has left memories related to him here.

Jiang Yucheng slowly picked up the ring, his fingertips felt slightly cool to the touch, but this touch of coolness seemed to spread all over his body through his fingertips.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely realized that Zuo Xinxin and Xiao Cheng Xiaoai had really left.

In this huge villa, he was left alone.

……

"Mommy, is the lily porridge ready, is there ......?"

The weather is getting colder and colder, when she was shopping for vegetables yesterday, Zuo Xinxin bought a lot of ingredients for boiling porridge to make up for Xiao Cheng Xiao Ai, who was cooking in the kitchen at this time, and heard Xiao Ai's sweet and glutinous voice outside.

"Right away." Zuo Xinxin responded with a smile, and when she saw that the time was almost up, she opened the lid, and suddenly a strong fragrance emanated.

Looking at the misty red bean and lily porridge in front of her, Zuo Xinxin remembered that for a while, a certain guy tried every way to make her boil every kind of porridge in the meeting, and finally cheekily said that the ingredients were about to expire.

I don't know that home

Has the guy eaten now, Xiao Cheng Xiaoai is not here, I'm afraid he doesn't have much appetite.

However, today Han Jiaxin returned to City C to report to work, and with her here, she would definitely urge that guy to eat.

"It's so fragrant, Mommy, Xiao Ai is going to starve to death-"

Xiao Ai's long tail note outside the kitchen pulled Zuo Xinxin's thoughts back, took a deep breath, and took Xiao Cheng Xiaoai's porridge out first: "Be careful of scalding, let it sit for a while before drinking." ”

"Okay." The two little ones came over and sniffed it, and their little faces showed contentment.

When Zuo Xinxin went back to get the third bowl, there was a knock on the door in the living room, Zuo Xinxin made a move, and then heard Xiao Cheng's voice: "Mommy, someone knocked on the door." ”

"Is Daddy here?" Xiao Ai said excitedly, and immediately jumped out of the chair and ran to open the door, Zuo Xinxin didn't have time to stop it, and the door had already been opened.

Facing the night, a tall, heavily armed figure quickly flashed in, and the head of the future person was tightly covered by scarves, sunglasses and hats.

"Robbery, take out all your snacks!" The person who came lowered his voice and pretended to be fierce.

Xiao Ai looked frightened, and was about to pout and run to find Mommy, when Xiao Cheng said lightly: "Aunt Xuan, it's not funny at all." ”

“……”

(End of chapter)