Chapter 550: Lost Memories (7)

"Yes, yes, yes, many, madam, are you hungry, I'll cook for you now."

"Aunt Hua, I'm not hungry, it's ......" Zheng Xiaomeng wanted to speak and stopped, "It's Lu Muqing, he ......, cook some and send it to him, if he asks, just say that you gave it to him secretly on your own initiative." ”

"Sir, is he here again?"

"Hmm."

Aunt Hua stuck her head out of the roof and looked, and Mr. really came.

Ay......

She let out a long sigh and shook her head, "Madam, then I'll go downstairs to cook dumplings." ”

"Okay."

After Aunt Hua left, Zheng Xiaomeng put on a blanket and continued to read, but later found that she couldn't read a word.

Aunt Hua cooked a plate of dumplings for Lu Muqing as fast as she could, trotted out while it was hot, and knocked on the car window, "Sir, sir." ”

Lu Muqing opened the car window, and there was another smell of smoke.

"What's wrong?" He glanced at Aunt Hua lightly.

Aunt Hua handed the dumplings through the car window, "Sir, this is too ......, no, I saw that you are here again, so I took it upon myself to cook a few dumplings for you, you should be hungry, eat it while it's hot." ”

Lu Muqing lowered his eyes, looked at the dumplings in Aunt Hua's hand and said, "Tell her that you don't need to send me food in the future, I ate it before I came." ”

"Forehead ......"

Aunt Hua wanted to give herself two slaps, but she blamed herself for leaking her mouth.

"Sir, you can eat a few, ma'am, she's really worried about you."

"I know."

It was because he was afraid that she would shed tears as worried as she did that night, so he came an hour later than usual and came after dinner in the company's staff cafeteria.

The reason why he came every day was just to look at her even once, and it had nothing to do with her, so he wouldn't make himself pitiful in front of her.

"Go back, tell her that I will eat well, and when she gets used to the days without me, I will leave and never be seen again."

Hearing Lu Muqing say this, Aunt Hua's heart couldn't help but tighten.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry.

"Mr. ......"

"Go back, Aunt Hua, it's cold outside."

"Sir, do you know it's cold outside?" After holding it for a long time, Aunt Hua finally couldn't help but vomit unpleasantly, "It's very cold now, but do you know where Mrs. she is now?" ”

“……”

"Ever since I knew you would come every night, my wife would sit on the roof for two or three hours almost every night, and even if it snowed and she couldn't stay long, she would stand for more than ten or twenty minutes, and although she never said anything, I knew she did it just to see you more. My wife usually seems to be smiling all day long, and even a little heartless, but several times when I help her clean up the room, I find that her pillow is wet, which shows how many times she has cried quietly and shed tears when she is alone at night. Sir, think about it, in the two years that my wife has been in the Rose Garden, she has never shed a single tear even if she quarrels with you and has a cold war, but how long has it been since she moved here, and her wife is no longer the wife she used to be. ”

“……”

"If what you care about is Mr. Gu, then let me tell you, Mrs. has always called Mr. Gu brother when she is at home, and in order to avoid suspicion, Mr. Gu has always lived in the guest room on the first floor, and has never stepped half a step on the stairs, even when eating, the two deliberately keep a distance and sit on both sides of the dining table."