At this time, he was holding a pen and writing something, stroke by stroke, his hand speed was very fast, and the cold white light reflected on his hair, almost folding a light ice twilight.

At this time, Mu Tianen found something called the quiet of the years from him.

However, when she raised her head and looked at the photo of Mu Tianqing, everything was like a bubble, completely shattered.

When you are gone, you have taken away his heart.

So, who doesn't feel sorry?

When she went into the kitchen again, she also brought her fried dishes to the dining table.

She looked at Ling Ze again, but she didn't know how to call her.

At this time, Ling Ze raised his head, and the broken hair covering the corners of his eyes also fell.

He put down what he was holding, and then stood up.

Mu Tianen didn't say anything, she walked into the kitchen again, and brought out the porridge she had boiled.

When she came out, Ling Ze was already sitting in his original position.

When Mu Tianen put down the bowl, she was ready to go to the kitchen, the kitchen belonged to her, and it was also where she ate.

To put it bluntly, these dishes, these rice, are all made for Ling Ze.

It's like a tacit touch, and it's like an agreement.

"Come and eat together."

Ling Ze picked up the chopsticks and sat there to eat.

Mu Tianen turned her head, thinking that she had misheard, and her ears were very bad.

"If you don't want to, forget it."

Ling Ze said again, as if he also bowed his head a little,

Mu Tianen was stunned, and then walked into the kitchen.

Ling Ze actually ate a little bit of food, but that woman's temperament was much harder than he imagined, if she had said it earlier.

I'm sick and I have a stomach ache.

Probably he won't

Won't he?

No, Ling Ze wasn't sure, because he wouldn't accept any excuses from her.

But no matter what, this time, he did almost kill her.

And this time, it's even if she returned Tianqing's half life, so, so what?

He hasn't figured it out yet.

The dishes on the table are still tasteless, obviously they are what he is used to eating, and they have not been eaten in January, and they are things that he has been thinking about, but now when he eats them in his mouth, they are tasteless and tight.

Until Mu Tianen brought out a bowl, he also pulled out a chair and sat down.

She only had a bowl of white porridge and then nothing.

Ling Ze sandwiched some dishes, which he originally ate by himself, but in the end, he was sent by the ghost and threw them into Mu Tianen's bowl.

And after he lost his light, he seemed to be a little embarrassed, and then he realized what stupid thing he had done?

Then he just didn't do anything, and directly took several chopsticks and dishes, all of which were piled up in her bowl.

Mu Tianen lowered his head and stared at the porridge in his bowl.

Then she slowly lowered the spoon in her hand.

She stopped eating.

Ling Ze's eyes also narrowed dangerously, what's the matter, what does she mean by this? He's already apologized to her, what else does she want?

Mu Tianen didn't seem to see Ling Ze's face under the shade, nor did he notice the temper around him.

And in fact.

She saw every change in Ling Ze's expression, how meticulous she was before, and how much she ignored it now.

Walking into the kitchen, Mu Tianen scooped a bowl of white porridge for herself, it was white porridge, real white porridge, and she also put some sugar in the white porridge.

She walked over again, then put the white porridge in a small corner of the table, sat down and ate it with a spoon, as if she disliked the dish that Ling Ze had sandwiched.

And Ling Ze served vegetables to a woman for the first time in his life, and he was so disgusted.

Mu Tianen took another sip of the white porridge in her bowl, and then she raised her face, "The doctor said that you can't eat spicy." ”

So, she has to eat white porridge for at least a month.

And there are chili peppers in these dishes, Ling Ze likes to eat spicy ones, she originally made them for him, so everything that should be put is put away, of course, this is not something she can eat.

The partiality Ling Ze piled a bunch of vegetables in his bowl again.

Fortunately, she knew that Ling Ze didn't mean it, otherwise, she would really think that Ling Ze didn't drown her, and wanted to starve her.

Ling Ze stretched out his hand and directly put the bowl of white porridge piled up with vegetables in front of him.

Okay, she doesn't eat it, he eats it himself.

And the meals that were originally tasteless, it was strange to say, it seemed to have become a little more flavorful all of a sudden, of course, most of these dishes were eaten by him.

As for Mu Tianen, she quietly drank her bowl of white porridge, and she was not too hungry now.

She eats very simply these days, so it is actually enough for her who is recovering from a serious illness.

On the second day, when Ling Ze woke up, Mu Tianen had already woken up, and he still left a table for breakfast as before.

And she sat in that little corner by herself, drinking her own white porridge.

Today's porridge is finally not white porridge, but pumpkin porridge, the sweet aroma of pumpkin and the perfect combination of porridge, it is very delicious, of course, this is also a good porridge to nourish the stomach.

Mu Tianen was very quiet, and she didn't speak.

Until he finished eating, Ling Ze did not leave.

Mu Tianen finally raised his face.

"Are you waiting for me to go to the sea?"

She asked faintly, having decided in her heart that if he really said that, she would go to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife now.

With a bang, Ling Ze directly kicked down the trash can on the side.

Mu Tianen looked at the trash can, and remembered her little fan again, in the past, as long as Ling Ze kicked the trash can, the little fan would run over, meow for a long time, and then lie at the man's feet like a skin.

It's just that now, she doesn't have any fans.

Ling Ze said that he wanted her to taste the pain of loss and loss.

Well, she has experienced it all.

She didn't know when Ling Ze left? It's also a loss that her ears are really bad, so even when he left, even the sound of him opening the door didn't pay attention.

When she came back to her senses, there was no more Ling Ze here.

She bent down, picked up the trash can again, and then put it in place, which was to put away everything on the table, and in the kitchen, there was also a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

Two bowls per day.

Bitter but nourishing.

When Ling Ze arrived in the company on this day, he sat on his office chair, and listened to the heads of various departments, who reported to him about their work, all of them were cautious, and they also observed Ling Ze's expression from time to time, for fear that he would be scolded again after a while.

Ling Ze closed the work report and held it in his hand again.

A little supervisor is constantly looking for a place to hide at this time, whether to step forward and let the boss beat him, or where to shrink when his grandson, he has not yet chosen.

And in the end, he felt like he was still facing it.