Because her mouth was stuffed with food, Dill's answer was a little slurred.

But judging from her frequent nodding movements, this bowl of rice noodles should taste very good.

After taking a big bite, the spicy sauce aroma suddenly exploded in the cavity.

Dill began to pick up the rice noodles one by one, chewing and savoring slowly.

Gu Bei sat opposite her. When she ate, he didn't do anything, just stared at her intently.

The taste of the food is tempting, but the burning gaze of the other side cannot be ignored.

Dill grabbed the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, then looked up tentatively and asked, "Do you want to taste it too?" ”

As soon as these words were asked, Dill thought that Gu Bei couldn't eat spicy food.

So, he sighed slightly and looked at Gu Bei with a little sympathy.

Gu Bei was stunned by Dill's sudden pitying gaze.

He didn't think at all that she was sorry that she couldn't eat spicy food.

After all, the reason why he had been staring at Dill at the moment was not as Dill himself had guessed, and he couldn't salivate it.

Instead, it's very simple, I just want to see her eating her own food.

As long as there was an expression of enjoyment on her face, his heart would be filled with contented happiness.

Dill quickly finished a large bowl of rice noodles.

Gu Bei then received a gaze full of expectation and hints. Almost instantly, he knew what she was trying to convey.

However, Gu Bei just shook his head, the expression on his face was very light, only the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked imperceptibly.

"None?" Dill was suspicious and stuck her head out and looked into the kitchen.

But I only saw the empty iron pot lying quietly on the stove.

She touched her slightly bulging belly.

Although she had already burped three times, and she felt a little support in her stomach, she still had some unfinished feelings.

The illusion of eating delicious food is-

I'm already full, but I still want to eat!

It's so good to eat, it's so confident, there's nothing wrong with it!

The hour hand had crept to the number ten, but dill still didn't want to go home.

Even though it was getting late, many people in the city were already asleep.

But at this point, her home is still cold and dark.

When the original owner was young, he tried to wait for them.

At that time, she was not in elementary school, and the little one was curled up on the sofa wrapped in a small blanket.

While watching TV, I looked at the wall clock on the wall.

The second hand rotates in one turn, and the minute hand advances one small step.

The minute hand turns in one turn, and the hour hand travels a small stop.

Time initially passed quickly in the laughter of the show.

But as time went on, the night grew darker and darker, and the wonderful show could no longer fill the loneliness in this empty house.

The televisions were still on, and the voices inside were still noisy, but they could no longer capture the attention of the only audience in the room.

The hour and minute hands coincide, and the time comes to the dividing point of the day.

However, there was still no knock on the door, and there was still silence outside the window.

A little......

Snake eyes......

That night, Su Mu didn't know what time he had waited.

All she knew was that when she heard the door open in a daze, the sky outside the window was already dark.

That is, from that day on, the original owner no longer stupidly looked forward to seeing his parents every day.

She gradually began to get used to facing an empty room after school, to cooking instant noodles, serving dumplings, ordering takeout by herself, and to falling asleep alone with the cold and lonely room.

Gu Bei reminded him twice with a tactful remark, but seeing that the dill did not move, he simply gave up persuasion.

I turned around and went into the kitchen to make myself dinner...... To be precise, the time for dinner has passed, and it is considered a supper.

The meal he cooked for himself was a simple bowl of noodles, a poached egg, a few green vegetables, and a piece of ham sausage. There are no brightly colored and strong-smelling condiments, only salt and sesame oil are added.

When Gu Bei was eating, Dill sat quietly opposite him.

The fog was so thick that she couldn't see his face clearly, and her gaze gradually lost focus.

Consciousness was recalled again after the sound of water in the kitchen, Gu Bei washed the pots and dishes, took off his apron and walked into the living room.

Dill tilted her head, probably because it was too late and the night was too dark, and her eyes seemed to be filled with sleepy moisture.

In the living room, only the crystal chandelier on the top is on.

The lighting is dim yellow, which makes the atmosphere a little dim.

Gu Bei was about to open his mouth and say to Dill, if you really don't want to go home, you can spend the night with me tonight.

But before he could say anything, Dill said, "I heard, you have a sister?" ”

Her voice was flat, especially in the dim light and silent night, which seemed to have no waves.

Although Gu Bei didn't know why she suddenly asked this, her nerves still subconsciously tensed.

"Hmm" he nodded slightly, very cautiously and secretly glaring at Dill.

"Do you have a good relationship?"

According to the plot received by Dill, Gu Bei should have had throbbing feelings for Sun Jiaojiao at this time.

It's just that, because of the limitations of identity and age, this feeling is still suppressed and has never been revealed.

When Gu Bei heard this, the nerves in his brain collapsed even tighter, and the whole person showed a nervousness that could be seen with the naked eye.

Indeed, for Gu Bei, stepsister Sun Jiaojiao has occupied an important position in his mind.

But now the soul that "lives" in Gu Bei's body has become Gu Qingcheng.

For him, Sun Jiaojiao, like other unknown Li Jiaojiao and Wang Jiaojiao, is an inconsequential stranger.

The reason why he was a little nervous now was that he was worried that Dill would have a misunderstanding because of Gu Bei's previous actions.

"General." He struggled to maintain a nonchalant expression so that his voice sounded flat and unremarkable.

"Oh," Dill replied softly, and then stopped asking about the subject. It was as if the question just now was just a casual remark and did not arouse much interest in her.

She sat quietly for a while, then got up and said, "It's not early, I'll go back and rest first." ”

Gu Bei also stood up, and he seemed to have a lot to say in his heart. But his mouth was open for a while, but not a word of the words in his heart were spoken.

All that came out was the last sentence: "Okay, good night." ”

Dill walked to the door, holding the doorknob and looking back at him. She stood in the dimly lit entryway, the dim light forming a well-defined dividing line in front of her.

It is as if the left and right sides have become two worlds that do not interfere with each other.

"See you tomorrow, then." The corners of her mouth finally lifted when she said this again.