Chapter 81: What I Want Is You

The drawing boards and easels that were originally cluttered in the living room were now neatly placed against the wall.

The props scattered on the floor were also picked up and placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

After staring at the coffee table for a while, Chen Aiqing rushed to the side of the coffee table and squatted down as if he remembered something, and opened the drawer on the second floor.

Inside, lay an old sketchbook and a red flannel bag, with no signs of being turned around.

She stretched out her hand, and just as her fingertips were about to touch the surface of the sketchbook, she stopped.

At this time, vague pictures flashed through my mind.

"Well, eat something first."

"Here, drink some water, and take the painkillers."

"You are obedient, sleep well for a while, and don't cry."

The brain was still chaotic, Chen Aiqing supported the coffee table with one hand and his forehead with the other.

The bits and pieces continued.

"You said four years ago that this relationship, starting with you and ending with me, is fair."

"In that case, after four years, can you give me a chance, start with me, don't end it."

"Chen Aiqing, do you know that what I want has never been fair, what I want is you."

Beginning, End, Four Years Ago......

She remembered that it was what she had said.

So now......

Chen Aiqing stood up with the coffee table.

The images in her brain that seemed to be real had become less clear, and she once felt that it was an inexplicable dream when she had a toothache to the extreme.

Yes yes, it must be a dream.

He would never, not say such a thing!

Chen Aiqing took two breaths, and after recovering his strength, he walked to the kitchen to pour a glass of water to drink.

She picked up the kettle and listened to the "whoosh" sound of the water flowing into the cup.

Suddenly, she realized a terrible problem.

Why do you have such unrealistic dreams?

Could it be that a toothache can make people mentally retarded?

Chen Aiqing picked up the water glass and was about to go back to the living room, when the afterglow of her eyes scraped into a white thermos pot on the counter, she stopped again.

Her family...... Is there such a thing?

With doubts, Chen Aiqing put the water cup aside and unscrewed the lid of the thermos pot.

A hot air came to her face, she waved her hand and fanned the wind, only then did she see clearly that the thermos pot contained green vegetables and lean porridge.

Could it be that this is what that dog day did?

This idea was only formed in his mind one second ago, and was firmly rejected by Chen Aiqing the next second.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

I thought that frying a poached egg at home on that dog day almost caused a fire, and then I simply came to her house for three meals a day.

Like boiling porridge, soup, stir-frying, and cooking rice, which require some technical content, I really don't even think about it.

So, it's takeaway, right?

Thought I wouldn't recognize it if it was in a thermos kettle?

Chen Aiqing sneered in his heart, staring at the pot of green vegetables and lean porridge for a while, although he was not very hungry, he still felt that since he had something to eat, he should not waste it.

She took the bowl and spoon closest to her hand from the shelf, and when she saw water at the bottom of the bowl, she took two steps back and poured it into the pool.

I didn't realize that because of my long-term work outside, I hadn't cooked for a long, long time.

The spoon scooped a spoonful of porridge, and Chen Aiqing stretched out his tongue and licked it.

Unexpectedly, although I can't cook on Dog Day, I can order takeout quite discerningly.