Nie Zhao tilted his head and suddenly shouted, "Jin Zhuoqi." ”

Jin Zhuoqi drank a glass of water and snorted.

"What's wrong?"

Nie Zhao said: "You came back late today. ”

Jin Zhuoqi subconsciously glanced at the time, ten past nine, an hour later than yesterday.

He deliberately kept silent, raised his eyebrows slightly, and waited for Nie Zhao to continue.

"It's better to come back early if you're okay in the evening." Nie Zhao said seriously.

Jin Zhuoqi responded: "Is there a curfew in our house? ”

Our family.

Nie Zhao was silent for a second, and then said, "Didn't you say, let's try it?" ”

"Do you listen to what I have set up?"

Jin Zhuoqi chuckled, the laughter shook his chest, he sat down next to the sofa with his long legs, and poured her a glass of warm water: "Listen." ”

Chapter 47

Since then, Jin Zhuoqi has rarely gone out, which makes her suspect that he is deliberately waiting for her to say something before he will obediently stay by her side.

Like hers, he was confined to this apartment of several hundred square meters, where he would make breakfast in the morning, sell it at noon, and for many days afterward, he would find a cook to come to his house to learn how to cook.

While learning, he said to Nie Zhao who was standing next to him.

"I'm not used to eating in London, but I'm too busy to make my own."

Nie Zhao let out an "um", tilted his chin in the direction of the kitchen, and said as if he was comparing, "I will make a strip." ”

Others are not so good.

Lu Xiang is very good at cooking, and his cooking is also delicious.

The little chef is a college student in the neighborhood, a senior this year, majoring in cooking and nutrition education, and Jin Zhuoqi gives him a high price, so he will come two or three times a week to teach him how to cook Chinese food, as well as some Western food that meets the tastes of most Chinese people.

Every time he came, the hostess sat on the couch and watched TV.

There were plenty of cut fruits, a glass of warm water, and anything she could reach, and the little chef came for the third time to realize that the hostess had a problem with her eyes.

After a month, Jin Zhuoqi's cooking skills improved rapidly, he learned everything quickly, and after a month, the chef stopped coming.

But Nie Zhao still couldn't eat it.

She thought she was hiding well, but how could she not be found after eating so many bites every time.

She remained silent, Jin Zhuoqi didn't take the initiative to mention it, and she also subconsciously avoided this question.

Nie Zhao wanted to mention it countless times, she wanted to sleep with Jin Zhuoqi.

But she knew that the sleeping habits of the two were very different, even if they couldn't see it, she had to know that the light was on at this time to feel safe, but Jin Zhuoqi couldn't stand the slightest light.

The quality of her sleep is much better than before, but this does not mean that her body is recovering, and many times her sleep is more like passing out, and occasionally she has a lot of scattered dreams, which are also messy nightmares.

For many days, Nie Zhao and Jin Zhuoqi did not go out much, until the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Nie Zhao suddenly had some insight in her sleep, she closed her eyes, felt as if her body was floating on a vast and boundless sea, and then suddenly sank heavily, and the water poured into her body pervasively, blocking all her opportunities to call for help.

She was sinking so fast that she subconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt and began to breathe heavily when she suddenly opened her eyes.

In just a second, Nie Zhao quickly held his breath again, restrained all over, and gradually relaxed his body to ease his breath.

She was lying on her side, her waist clasped by a pair of large hands, one hand wide enough to hold her entire waist, the back of her spine was intimately attached to his chest, and the two of them were tightly intertwined, and Nie Zhao could clearly feel the chest of the man behind him rising and falling with his breathing.

Breathing very evenly, I don't know if I was awakened by her.

Nie Zhao wanted to turn her head to take a look, but she couldn't see it, and she would wake Jin Zhuoqi up.

I closed my eyes and kept the original movements and pretended to be asleep.

He hugged her sideways, and Nie Zhao kept a rare nest in his arms.

The man's chest is broad, and he can envelop her whole and sleep with her neck crossed, like ears and temples.

The silent room was exceptionally quiet.

Maybe the dream just now was too scary, as if a tough vine was dragging her down, and then I was afraid that she would lose any sleepiness, so she kept her eyes closed, waiting for dawn in a trance.

Or maybe it was the huge furnace behind her that gave her too much sense of security, Nie Zhao's somewhat flustered heart calmed down in a moment, and her mood was much better.

She couldn't quite guess what time it was, maybe six, seven.

Jin Zhuoqi lifted the quilt from behind her and left, his movements were extremely light, and he got out of bed and covered her again, and then Nie Zhao felt that he was standing on the side of the bed and did not leave, and this feeling of being able to clearly know that he was being stared at was not good.

She was stiff, counting the numbers in her head, and after two minutes he suddenly leaned in, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then turned and walked out of the bedroom.

After the whole room fell silent again, Nie Zhao opened his eyes, and there was still darkness in front of him, but his expression was a little stunned.

Slowly stretched out his hand and touched the switch of the light next to him, making sure that it was on, and he was stunned again.

For breakfast, Jin Zhuoqi made pineapple buns, which she bought at a convenience store a few days ago, and she liked them very much.

When Nie Zhao sat down at the table and tasted it, the food was chewed in his mouth several times and he didn't swallow it, and the taste was not very good.

Is there anything he can't learn ?

Nie Zhao also didn't admit it, and said with a clear conscience that it was not her style to say that this kind of thing was delicious.

Lowering his head and gnawing on it, he said bluntly: "It's not delicious, haven't you learned?" Didn't learn? ”

Jin Zhuoqi snatched the things in her hand and threw them into the trash.

"Don't eat it."

Because he couldn't see her expression, Nie Zhao could only judge the other party's emotions from his movements and voice, and his movements were a little rude, and his voice couldn't hear the emotion.

Nie Zhao thought that his self-esteem was frustrated and angry, and he was just about to open his lips to speak, when he heard someone say something that was not salty or light:

"He's always looking at you and doesn't want him to come."

Nie Zhao didn't feel it, because in the past few weeks since the college student came, the two of them have not had a conversation.

"Maybe it's because I can't see." Nie Zhao explained for him.

People have always been curious about unusual things, including different people.

"I don't like it."

Jin Zhuoqi stuffed the water cup into her hand and let her drink it.

Nie Zhao was amused by this answer, and the corners of his mouth hooked and said, "Is Brother Zhuo so possessive?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi pinched the back of her neck and pressed the person over, approached, her dark eyebrows swept her, and her voice was light: "Only now do you know?" Then settle down. ”

"Come back with me, it's mine."

She's restless.

Didn't say a word.

Nie Zhao leaned on his shoulder, half-lying on the sofa, nestled in his arms as if he had found a comfortable position, and his voice was loose.

"Well, Jin Zhuoqi's."

In the afternoon, Jin Zhuoqi took Nie Zhao to the hospital to check his eyes.

The doctor said that she was stressed and that she may have been frightened by a dark place before, and that the nerve compression caused the patient to be temporarily blind.

As long as she has a good rest, she may suddenly recover one day in the future, so let her calm down and not be anxious, and give her some Chinese medicine.

When he came out of the hospital, Jin Zhuoqi held people's hands all the way, turned his head sideways and frowned, and asked, "Are you young?"

Nie Zhao shook his head: "No, when I was a child, I was quite afraid of the dark since I could remember, as long as my mother turned off the light, I would cry, she never abused me, she shouldn't dare to lock me up and scare me." ”

Jin Zhuoqi's lips were straight, and her brows were furrowed, but she had never been locked up in a very dark place when she was in the orphanage.

Maybe she forgot.

She doesn't remember anything about the orphanage, and many hours are normal.

Even if she had, her stepmother wouldn't tell her.

The doctor said that maybe she had forgotten the specific event, but that fear had been lingering and that had caused her to be so afraid of the dark.

Nie Zhao also sighed and sighed a little emotionally, even the blindness of her eyes that could not find a reason could fall on her, and she was a little too unlucky.

It seems that I have never had any good luck in my life.

As soon as I got off the elevator and walked to the gate of the hospital, I heard a crisp and immature voice passing by: "Mom, I want to take it too." ”

"What are you leading, you grow up, go by yourself, and your mother has your medicine in her hand."

The girl was very dissatisfied and cried hoarsely: "That brother can hold the medicine in his hand, don't you love me anymore?" ”

"I'm sorry to love it, go to it, the trash can loves you."

Nie Zhao lowered his head and glanced at it, even if he couldn't see it, but the touch was very clear.

She chuckled, and Jin Zhuoqi next to her was distracted, and only when she heard her laugh did she look sideways.

"What are you laughing at?" Jin Zhuoqi didn't know why, and hooked her finger.

Nie Zhao specially asked Jin Zhuoqi to buy her a pair of sunglasses to wear, she didn't like the feeling of others looking at her with strange eyes, she didn't care, but this kind of other people looked at her, but she couldn't see the other party's expression, which would make her a little unbalanced.

Tilting his head slightly, he held his hand and shook it, his arm was close to Jin Zhuoqi's, and the whole person half leaned on him, and shook his head: "No, didn't you say that I should laugh more?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi thought for a moment before remembering the message he had sent her when he took her to see a doctor.

Hearing her say, she poked her finger lightly at her only dimple.

"You're pretty good."

Nie Zhao glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"It's cold."

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, it is snowing heavily, the two did not drive away directly, Jin Zhuoqi took her around the neighborhood, and many people stood on the beach, watching fireworks, or waiting for tonight's countdown.

Qintai Road is a downhill slope, and you can see the sea in the distance from the side of the street, like a bird's-eye perspective. Crowds of people come and go, snowflakes are flying, and the street lights are not very bright.