At this time, Hua Wei's doorbell rang.

She grabbed a thin coat from the couch and draped it over her body and opened the door.

- Sure enough, it was him.

Qin Sili outside the door was holding a small pot that was still steaming, and the sweetness in the pot wafted in the air; This appearance is inconsistent with his sword-eyed face.

Hua Wei glanced at the pot of porridge and rejected him before Qin Sili could speak, "I've had breakfast." ”

The chocolate candy paper in her hand was still pinched at her fingertips, Qin Sili's eyelids drooped slightly, and her voice was low but could not be refused: "Then eat with me." ”

He sideways took the small pot to avoid Hua Wei and went straight into the inner hall.

Hua Wei stood at the door and looked at Qin Sili's back and groaned for a while, but still closed the door and didn't drive anyone out.

This is the second time, except for Shi Su, who eats alone at the same table with her.

She suddenly missed that time.

The sweet porridge is served in a delicate small porcelain bowl, and the matching spoon is placed in a bone dish next to it.

Hua Wei could tell at a glance that it was the small bowl she used to drink water yesterday and rested on the counter.

And this set of cutlery is a pair.

Sang Jing said at the time that the supermarket would buy one get one free, and she had already taken it back and locked it up for viewing.

It is reasonable to suspect that Sang Jing just wanted to buy it, so she made up the activity of buying one get one free.

And the other bowl in her set—

Hua Wei looked at the uninvited guest who had already drunk, and the small porcelain bowl had indeed been served in his hand.

You're welcome.

The light and slightly sweet soft porridge is served in the mouth, which is still wrapped in a faint ginger flavor, but there are no ginger pieces.

The chill on my fingertips seems to have dissipated a lot.

She sincerely admires everyone who can cook, because she can't.

Snail noodles and instant noodles are the only things she can cook and eat.

The teacher still can't understand why a person who can accurately control the dosage in the laboratory can't even understand the food.

Hua Wei swallowed another mouthful of soft porridge, narrowed her eyes slightly, and felt from the bottom of her heart that measure words such as "appropriate", "a little", and "a while" were really one of the terrible inventions of human beings.

Recipes that are not accurate to grams or even milligrams are not good recipes.

"When you enter the South 1st District, which book do you want to take?"

The porridge in the bowl was still crystal sweet, even if Hua Wei didn't look up at this time, she could feel Qin Sili's gaze on her.

She slowly scooped up a small spoonful of sweet porridge, and her face was calm: "It's just lost." ”

There was silence in the air for a few moments.

There was an extra black USB flash drive on the white desktop plated with dark lines, and Qin Sili slowly pushed this thing towards her: "It's not to ask you why, which one do you want, I'll help you take it out." ”

Hua Wei didn't think about it: "No need." ”

She doesn't trust anyone, and she doesn't want anything about scourge to pass through the hands of others.

What's more, it is the 'strange old acquaintance' in front of him, who does not distinguish between friend and foe.

Qin Sili's eyes darkened.

Many years ago, Du Zhuoran asked him a question: if you find that the person you love may not love you in a relationship, will you choose to give up the relationship and start again to choose a new lover; Or, perhaps, to remain obsessed with it until dawn.

At that time, he knew that Du Zhuoran was alluding to Yu Chongyi, so he chose to remain silent about Du Zhuoran's question.

Later, Du Zhuoran chose the former.

She married Duan Jinze and married the man who regarded her like a jewel.

Qin Sili's eyes were stained with pain, and his ink-black pupils were full of the figure that made him think about it.

He couldn't do Du Zhuoran's free and easy, he chose the latter.

Even if it costs a lot for it.

(End of chapter)