[You continue to live here]

……

Last night.

He was probably really sleepy, so he would bring a girl into the house.

Luckily nothing happened,

It's good that she's not the kind of fan who is crazy enough to lose all her mind,

It's a good thing she didn't have her mind full of thinking about how to sleep with him and make a big news......

Song Jingche slowly walked to the kitchen door,

Seeing a pot of chicken porridge with golden color and fragrant flavor, it should have been boiled for a long time.

Just looking at it makes you have an appetite.

Turning his head, he saw the smiling girl sleeping quietly on the couch.

In the morning light, she slept quietly and elegantly.

Although she is not a beauty who captivates the country and the city, at this moment, he inexplicably feels that she is very beautiful.

There seems to be a strange power in her,

is telling him that life still has its beautiful, fragrant side.

Gently covered her with a thin quilt, and Song Jingche washed up.

Feeling the movement on his body, he moved his eyelashes slightly, and immediately woke up.

It turns out that he hasn't gone out yet.

But he said last night that there was a morning plane.

It's not fun to pretend to sleep, it's better to get up early and seize the opportunity to chat with him.

Dumping Huang accompanied him to breakfast and asked him if it was delicious.

Song Jingche nodded, slowly eating porridge with a spoon, with an elegant posture and silence.

His eyes were downcast, and the corners of his mouth were raised in a shallow, stiff arc.

Disguise your true feelings.

The porridge she made tasted so good that it made him sad.

……

Reminds him of when he was a child—

Living in a poor area, the family naturally cannot afford to eat meat;

His mother worked in the vegetable market and occasionally got a chicken rack to make soup, which was already a great happiness for him;

His mother would always keep a little chicken and make him a bowl of chicken porridge for breakfast.

The woman who endured the humiliation and burden, would give him all the good food, touch his head, smile and say:

"Eat more, Xiao Che wants to grow his body......"

She herself was malnourished and sick from overwork.

Now in his forties, spring and autumn are in full bloom, but he is aging and withering like sixty or seventy years old......

……

Song Jingche desperately held back the tears in his eyes and sighed softly-

No matter how beautiful things are, he can't help but think of some sad things.

About, it's really hopeless......

Seeing that he lowered his eyes and did not speak, he gradually stopped speaking.

In my heart, I was apprehensive and confused—

Is it hard to eat?

No, she's a good cook.

But he still didn't look happy.

She's going bald......

Quiet breakfast finished.

Song Jingche had calmed down and sighed softly:

"Thank you for the porridge, it's delicious, it's just that I remembered something unhappy......"

Tilting Huang comforted in a soft voice:

"So think more about what you are happy about."

Song Jingche bowed his head, but thought in his heart, what if, there is nothing to be happy about?

He looked at the time: "I'll be off in twenty minutes." ”

Tilting Phoenix thought this was a hint:

"Then I...... I won't bother you, thank you for taking this night. ”

Song Jingche: "Where are you going?" You continue to live here. I'll give you the key. ”

With a "bang", a bunch of keys were placed on the table in front of her.

Tilting Huang was really shocked at this time, and was very puzzled:

"This ...... Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of the opportunity and do something bad?

Let's say, stealing something? ”

Song Jingche's expression was cold: "You won't." I'm not afraid. ”

What's so scary?

It's just something outside of the body.

He didn't care at all, after all, he might die sometime.

It doesn't matter, you can't take anything with you, and you can't leave anything behind.

And her character is not so bad.

That's why he didn't hesitate to let her stay.

"Okay...... So you, when will you come back? ”