When I got home, the cold-faced god had already left. The two of us never mentioned it, but in my heart, there are always some unspeakable things in it, but everyone doesn't want to touch those scars, and neither do we.

For at least a week, the cold face god was in Shanghai, but he didn't call me once. During the day, when we see each other at the main department, we will be completely invisible, but at night, I will sit on the terrace with the phone in my arms and watch the boats on the river come and go, and I can only experience that feeling.

On the weekend, the cold face god called, and the number showed that he was in Japan, "Xia, can I ask you for a favor?" The cold-faced god looked a little embarrassed, "Yuko is in my apartment, and the part-time worker is not available these days, can you please help take care of her." I have a very important signing in Japan right now, and I can go back on Monday. ”

The excitement when he first received the call gradually cooled down with his words, I don't know what he thinks, what kind of reason is it to let the new love take care of the old love. If you're not happy, at least in front of Yuko, I want to be more generous, so on Saturday afternoon, I went to the apartment of the cold face god.

Although I also had the key to the apartment of the cold-faced god, I knocked politely on the door. After a long time, when I was about to get impatient, Yuko came and opened the door. She was only wearing a cold-faced pajamas, she looked very bad, and her voice was not neat, I touched her forehead, she was feverish.

"Have you taken any medicine?" I asked her.

She shook her head, "I can't read the Chinese on the bottle." ”

It is said that the cold face god is Chinese, Yuko should use a few sentences of Chinese more or less, if Nantian Hang, also speaks fluent Chinese, Leng Ma can also speak some, who knows that Yuko will not know at all.

"Have you eaten yet?" I'll ask again.

Yuko sat on the sofa, the clothes piled up on it were messy, and she couldn't tell that the part-time workers had come, "I ordered takeout, and it will be delivered in a while." ”

The takeaway was delivered, she ordered high-end sushi for herself, it was all raw and cold things, and she ate these things with a fever, I sighed, a forty-year-old woman, she can live like this, I admire her enough.

"You go back and lie down for a while, and I'll call you later." I confiscated her sushi and drove her back to sleep.

Standing in the middle of the house, it really made me feel a little overwhelmed. Walking into the kitchen, there are always a lot of things to eat in the refrigerator of the cold noodle god, but when you open it, it is basically empty, and there is a box or two of yogurt left there, and there is a lifeless existence.

I don't have the strength to regenerate, but fortunately I still have rice at home, so I scooped up some rice, scalded porridge with a rice cooker, and went to the supermarket downstairs to buy things. Coming back as quickly as possible, the porridge was just cooked rotten, mixed with two light side dishes, cleared the living room out of a clean place, and then pulled Yuko up from the bed.

"Eat! After eating porridge, it is good to take medicine. "I wasn't polite to her at all. It is difficult for a woman to marry like this in China, and it is difficult for her to live such a leisurely life?

Yuko looked at the white porridge on the table, and just wanted to say something, she was frightened back by my cold face, sat down obediently, drank a big bowl of porridge, and ate the side dishes cleanly. Finally, she wiped her mouth, "Anything else?" ”

Looking at her appearance, I really suspected that she hadn't eaten for a few days, and it took two large bowls of porridge before she stopped. I found the fever medicine and handed it to her, "Eat it in half an hour and watch the time yourself." ”

Drove her back to the bedroom, I began to tidy up the room, the house of Bailaiping, it was still very laborious to clean up, and by the time I packed up everything, it was already more than an hour later. Yuko took the medicine and was already asleep, and she seemed to be completely harmless when she fell asleep, so I carefully closed the door and sat down on the floor of the living room by myself, where the box of high-quality sushi was still there, and I didn't let it go to waste, imagining them as cold-faced gods and eating them bite by bite.

"I'm the only one who is such a fool!" I laughed self-deprecatingly and threw a chunk of sushi into my mouth.

Yuko slept all afternoon, during which time I had finished everything I could wash and dry, and when she woke up, I was making pork rib soup.

"It smells so good." She smelled the fragrance and went to the kitchen.

I put down what I was holding and touched her forehead, the temperature went down a bit, but not quite yet. "Put on an extra layer of clothing, and don't catch a cold again."

Yuko actually smiled, she really looked good when she smiled, "I want to call Hang, is that okay?" ”

"You don't need to ask me about this kind of thing, Hang is your son, not mine." I shook my head, how did such a woman survive, I really don't know.

I was in the kitchen, and I could hear her talking to Hang, not at all like a conversation between a mother and her son, but Hang was like a parent, comforting Yuko and promising to come to Shanghai tomorrow to take care of her, and not leave her alone.

"Hang wants to talk to you." After I turned off the fire, Yuko handed over the phone.

I took the phone, and it was Hang's voice that I hadn't heard for a long time, "Sister, thank you for taking care of my mother!" Sorry to bother you. ”

If it were reasonable, I might have said that it was what I should do, but after thinking about it, I don't owe Yuko anything, I don't owe Hang, I don't owe anything to the cold face god, and I don't know what I've done.

"Just know to cause me trouble!" said this, but couldn't say anything else, so I could only stay where I was and listen to the thanks of Hanghang over there.

Actually, I don't want them to thank me!

For dinner, Yuko gave the dragon beard noodles cooked in pork rib soup, and added a little cabbage to detoxify, Yuko drank up the pork rib soup, and the noodles were almost clean. I didn't stay long in the evening, I told Yuko, left her phone number, and left alone.

A person, who has walked a long way on the road, and the traffic around him is not enough to impress me.

In the evening, the cold-faced god called again, but I didn't answer, just stood at the window, looked at the sky outside, and let the phone sing again and again until it didn't ring again. Such feelings are too depressing, for me, it is like this.

Nantian Airlines arrived at noon on Sunday, when I arrived, I was wrapping the twenty-seventh wonton, and when I went to the supermarket in the morning, I happened to see that there were wonton wrappers for sale, so I asked me to make them myself, I didn't have such a mood, but there were ready-made, and the bags were not tiring. There was still a lot of cabbage left from yesterday, chop it and mix it in the meat, cut the ginger into fine foam and mix it in, and wrap it in plastic wrap on the table in the living room, so that you can do it.

"Let's do it together!" I shouted to Yuko, "If you don't learn a little, you will have to starve to death in the future." ”

Yuko had never done such a thing, but she seemed to be afraid of my indifference, so she had to come over and sit on the sofa and listen to my command.

"So, put the minced meat in, yes, put a little less, and fold it in half, and then bend the two sides a little bit, like I did. Yes, that's fine. "I patiently taught Yuko.

When Nantian Hang entered the door, he saw such a scene, although he had heard the saying "the heart is higher than the sky, and the hands are stupider than the feet", but seeing it is really another thing.

The wontons I wrapped here are all like silver ingots, one by one, they are placed there, and Yuko is there, there are all kinds of shapes, some are stuffed outside, some are the same as piglets, and some have become little white rabbits, and Yuko is still having fun, with flour marks on her hands and face.

"She's got the two of you to eat." I whispered in Nantianhang's ear.

Nan Tianhang looked at me with a look of grievance, "I don't want it." ”

Not long after Nantian Hang came, the cold-faced god also returned. The two of them were on a plane, and the cold face god first turned back to the company and went back to the company before coming back.

"What about the contract?" He was supposed to be back tomorrow, didn't he have a contract to sign today?

"Gave up." The cold face looked a little tired, put his coat on the shelf, and walked into the living room.

I was stunned and gave up the contract so that I could come back to see Yuko as soon as possible! I turned around and watched the cold face god talking to Yuko, and the cold face god tried Yuko's forehead, asking about her condition in the past two days, and wiped the flour off her face for her, which made my heart ache.

I walked back to the table and continued to wrap my wontons, before they finished talking, I had already wrapped the wontons, a whole table of small ingots, looking many times cuter than Yuko's buns, compared to her dozen wontons, it was simply a heaven and an earth.

When I went to the kitchen, the cold face god followed, leaned next to me, and whispered, "Thank you for taking care of Yuko." ”

I shook my head, and the work of my hand did not stop, "Go out, you can eat in a while." "I pushed the cold face god out, and the moment I closed the kitchen door, the tears fell uncontrollably, falling into the pot, covered by the heat.

Six delicate side dishes are placed on the table in a colorful manner, and another large pot with boiled wontons in silver soup. All three of them sat at the table, and I brought the last large bowl and placed it directly in front of the cold-faced god. This is Yuko's wonton, which fell into the pot and fell apart, becoming a bowl of soup.

Ignoring the cold-faced gaze, I put myself and Yuko and Hangsheng on the wontons I packed, and added seasoning to them and put them in front of them.

"It's time to go." I shouted pretending to be happy.

Yuko looked at the wontons in his bowl, looked at the cold face god, and Hang also looked at the cold face god's bowl, and the three of us all looked at what kind of behavior he had.

"Fan, let's exchange it for me!" Yuko reached out and took the bowl in front of the cold-faced god.

The cold-faced god stretched out to stop her, picked up the spoon himself, and ate it one bite at a time.