Chapter 319: Wash your hands and make soup

"He Yuwen, are you confessing to me again?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked panicked, but the feelings in her heart were more moved and excited, happy and happy.

"If you think it's a confession, that's it." He Yuwen listened intently to her gentle words.

"What do I think is yes, is it?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at him with a puzzled look on his face and said without a smile.

He Yuwen gently stroked her side face, and whispered in Mo Xiaoxiao's ear: "From today on, you Mo Xiaoxiao will officially become my He Yuwen's woman, and you will always be the only one." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao burst into tears for some reason, this was clearly a happy moment, but it was so difficult in her opinion, because she knew that her relationship with He Yuwen was definitely not as easy as it seemed on the surface, it was how many ups and downs, how many times it took thousands of turns to finally come together, in the past, he only complained about his cowardice and didn't catch her hand, and this time he would never let go again.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at his eyes affectionately: "Do you know? Actually, I've been waiting for your words for a long time, and I regretted it immediately after I went back, and I felt guilty. ”

"I know all this, you see the first time you gave me the peace knot, I always carry it with me, although it has become old and faded, but it will always be unique to me, because you gave me peace and peace of mind.

He Yuwen whispered softly as he rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing his wrist.

I saw that on his left wrist, there was still a red peace knot, the color had faded slightly, but it was still so firmly tied to his hand.

"I didn't expect you to keep it, but I still have one regret." Mo Xiaoxiao said with an incredulous expression.

"What?"

Mo Xiaoxiao said apologetically: "Do you remember the string of glass jade beads you entrusted to me?" I accidentally lost it, it's not that I don't care, the beads are my life to me, an indispensable part of me, but ......"

He Yuwen gently swept the hair from her ear behind her ear, and comforted her gently: "It's okay, in fact, the important thing is not the string of beads, the important thing is that heart, as long as you know my heart, it will be fine." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, and she looked puzzled: "Mind? I've heard you say that the string of beads is important to you, or it's your ancestor, so how can you say that it doesn't matter. ”

"Well, that's our family's ancestral heirloom, and it can only be passed on to my daughter-in-law, my mother once gave it to me before leaving, saying that it was to be passed on to the destined person, and once it is given away, it can't be taken back, so it is so important."

He Yuwen said seriously, and Mo Xiaoxiao still saw regret in his eyes.

Since it's so important, how can you casually give it to a nurse, in case I don't go to Jiangcheng, then I won't be able to find it forever? Aren't you afraid of losing it? Mo Xiaoxiao said again.

"Because I know that you will definitely go, my sixth sense tells me that you will definitely go to Jiangcheng to find me again."

Looking at He Yuwen's serious appearance, Mo Xiaoxiao said again: "Then what if I haven't gone to Jiangcheng to find you, then what?" ”

He Yuwen sighed softly, and said earnestly: "If you don't go there, you will lose it, do you know, that kind of thing can only be given to one person in a lifetime, and once it is sent out, it cannot be taken back, if you don't go to Jiangcheng, then if you lose it, you will lose it, anyway, I won't give it to the second person!" ”

"I'm sorry......" When Mo Xiaoxiao heard this, she suddenly felt very sad, and she felt that she had failed his mind and hung her head.

"Why are you saying I'm sorry, it's just one thing, you know I've only wanted you from beginning to end, and it has nothing to do with anything."

Looking at He Yu's gentle appearance, Mo Xiaoxiao's heart was like a puddle of autumn water.

The two were silent with each other like that, and Mo Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say for a while, and it was so unnatural to be sluggish.

"By the way, He Yuwen ......"

Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head and spoke to He Yuwen, but before she finished speaking, He Yuwen's slender index finger gently covered her lips.

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was dazed, she just stared at him with wide eyes, and He Yuwen's thin lips lightly opened: "You don't have to call me by my name in the future, if you like it, just give up your surname and just call my name." ”

"Why, you, don't you like me calling you by your name?" Mo Xiaoxiao asked suspiciously.

He Yuwen's eyes were full of affection, and there was a little glimmer in his dark brown eyes: "Because anyone can call the name, but only this is the only way you can, because you are unique to me, how can you be the same as someone else!" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was cute, just looking at him quietly and seriously, He Yu looked at her gently: "Call it a try?" ”

Such a spoiling Mo Xiaoxiao just felt that her heart was also sweet, and she secretly thought in her heart, maybe this is love.

It seems that everything around them is no longer important, the wind blowing, the rustling leaves, the slowly withering flowers, the shining stars in the sky, and the incomplete moon, these are no longer important, and the two people can't hold anything else in each other's eyes, so they can only hold each other's affectionate and affectionate eyes, and the pretentious shadow of the beauty.

The wind was sweet, pink bubbles floated in the air, and the blood in the veins was like a rough sea, surging and lapping against the beach over and over again, and the face was also dyed red rouge by the fiery morning glow.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at him with a little shyness, a little happiness, and called him sweetly.

"Well, Xiaoxiao, thank you, thank you for coming to me and letting me know that I have never been alone on the long road of life, and I am very lucky." He Yuwen gently stroked her head and said with a smile.

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded: "Me too, thank you very much." You don't know, no matter what happens to me, the first thing I subconsciously think of is always you, it can't be someone else, I used to feel that I was not worthy of you, consciously or unconsciously restraining my truest emotions, but I later learned that love this kind of thing is like a flower budding and spring grass sprouting, it is uncontrollable, it is better to let it develop. ”

Time passed minute by minute, Mo Xiaoxiao had never felt that time passed so fast, and unconsciously in the time between the two of them, you and me, suddenly the moon outside the window had gradually slanted westward, and it was already the dead of night, so quiet that it seemed as if the whole world was asleep.

However, in the hearts of two people who truly love each other, they never want to say good night so early.

He Yuwen raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then said softly to Mo Xiaoxiao: "You lie down for a while, and I'll cook you some supper." ”

Just as he was about to get up, Mo Xiaoxiao grabbed his hand and said to him, "Hey, don't go, I'm ......"

"What's wrong?" He Yuwen turned his head lightly, touched her head dotingly and asked.

Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head, her face was calm, but her voice was a little melancholy: "I'm not hungry, can you talk to me more here, and then send me back before dawn!" ”

He Yuwen was stunned: "Go back?" Where are you going? ”

"Go back to the dormitory, if I don't get up tomorrow morning, I may really jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it, I'm already sad about tonight's things, maybe it will be said by people to say something false, if I don't return at night, I may really lose my reputation, and then I will be embarrassed." Mo Xiaoxiao sighed softly as she spoke, obviously still a little worried.

He Yuwen smiled lightly and continued: "Don't be afraid, have a good rest, we still have time, and we can talk for countless days and nights, you don't have to worry about this matter, it's on me, you can rest assured that I will definitely be responsible for your reputation, stay here tonight, take care of your physical injuries, I won't let you get hurt again in the future, I will protect you." ”

"But ......"

"Don't be, you still need a good rest now, I'll go and cook you a little food, and put other things aside for the time being, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After speaking, Mo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to nod, lay on the head of the bed, and saw He Yuwen wearing a white shirt and skillfully putting on an apron, so he walked towards the kitchen.

Through the small kitchen window, Mo Xiaoxiao clearly saw He Yuwen's tall and delicate back, communicating with a bunch of kitchen utensils, and his slender fingers held the kitchen knife, cutting the food evenly. The warm yellow light reflected on the clean white shirt, and there was silence outside the window, and the light was faintly sprinkled out of the window, with the quiet night as a companion.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at him stupidly like that, with a cold and gentle back, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, maybe love should be like this, but fate is wonderful, just like when she first met He Yuwen, who is as gentle as jade, she never thought that one day, he would be such an invincible gentleman, and he also put down his figure and pride, and willingly rolled up his sleeves and cut flower branches for himself, washed his hands and made soup.

After a while, He Yuwen, who had been busy in the kitchen, slowly walked out with a bowl of steaming soup, and shouted at her very gently: "Okay, the supper is ready, guess what delicious food I made for you?" ”

"What?" Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head, looking puzzled and happy.

"Shrimp soup!" He Yuwen gently sat down on the edge of her bed, gently stirring and cooling with a spoon, doting on Dawn.

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was full of smiles, He Yuwen scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it with his mouth and sent it to her mouth: "Come on, I'll feed you." ”

The lips and teeth are fragrant, and in addition to the taste of the bowl of soup between the noses, there is more of the aroma that wafts out from He Yuwen's body from time to time.

That night, Mo Xiaoxiao slept sweetly, had an extremely sweet dream, and slept extremely peacefully.