"Ahem, ahem, I, I'm admiring the moon."

Sikong Yu retracted his gaze and raised his eyes to the sky a little crampedly.

"The moonlight is beautiful."

Song Zijin didn't expose him, but also went to see the moon, although she had been watching it for half the night, she could look at it with Sikong Yu, and the feeling was very different.

"It's more beautiful for two people to enjoy it together."

"Senior sister, take your time, I'm going to bed."

Sikong Yu said and closed the window again.

"I'm cold!"

Song Zijin suddenly choked up. The action of letting Sikong Yu close the window paused like that.

"I'm cold, Sikong Yu, I'm so cold."

Song Zijin repeated it again, swallowing faintly, and the listener was sad.

Sikong Yu's window finally closed gently. He didn't say a word, but it caused Song Zijin's tears to roll in his eyes.

She pursed her lips, but the door behind her creaked open, almost knocking her against the door.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Sikong Yu's cold face.

"Let's go into the house and sleep, I'll go to the next room. In the cupboard, there is a freshly beaten futon. ”

Sikong Yu stepped up, and was dragged by Song Zijin by his sleeve.

"Then I can see you again tomorrow morning?"

Looking at this posture, if he didn't nod, Song Zijin would still have to guard him inch by inch. Sikong Yu had to nod stiffly.

"It's getting late, rest early."

Song Zijin let go of his hand at this time, and there was a smile on his face.

"Sikong Yu, see you tomorrow! See you or leave you! ”

Sikong Yutou didn't go back, and went to the room next door, where the dart masters had originally cleaned up for Song Zijin.

And Song Zijin, after seeing Sikong Yu enter the house and close the door, got up happily.

"Oops!"

Sitting too long and getting up too fast, there was a feeling of soreness and numbness in her legs, which made her unable to hold back her low exhalation.

"Squeak." The door next door opened again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Song Zijin locked his eyebrows.

"Isn't it because you're too ruthless? Leg numbness! ”

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Sikong Yu to react, she limped into the house. This time, it made Sikong Yu eat a closed door.

Sikong Yu shook his head again.

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise, and the ancients did not deceive me."

Song Zijin didn't care how he sighed, and now, she was sitting on Sikong Yu's bed, patting the quilt he had used, curling her lips and smiling.

It's a long road, but she's already taken the first step, hasn't she?

This time, she is stalking, and she has to follow Sikong Yu. She doesn't believe in a polite person like Sikong Yu, can she still beat her and scold her?

Early the next morning, Sikong Yu got up early as usual, but someone got up earlier than him.

"Master, breakfast is ready, come and eat."

When the dart masters saw Sikong Yu come out, they let him to the table.

Sikong Yu looked at the table full of delicacies, picked up the chopsticks suspiciously and tasted it, the taste was very good, and couldn't help asking:

"What, did you get a big deal?"

The dart masters, who usually eat big pot rice, also use small plates of Fluttershy to make a table full of dishes.

The dart masters laughed.

"The master of the door, it is Miss Song's craftsmanship that is good."

Sikong Yu paused, a mouthful of food choked in his throat, neither up nor down.

"Ahem, ahem." I finally choked.

"Master, are you alright?"

The dart masters said in their hearts, the owner of the door has been abnormal in the past two days, and there are always some fireworks, which is the power of love.

Sikong Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and drank a sip of water, and Song Zijin hurriedly came in from outside with a bowl of soup:

"Let one go, let one go."

"Bang!"

The soup bowl was heavily placed in front of Sikong Yu. Song Zijin rubbed his earlobes with both hands, and did not forget to introduce the soup he made to Sikong Yu.

"It's a pair of soup!"

The dart masters peeked into the bowl.

There are two meatballs, and all vegetables have only two grains of each, and even the green onion has only two slices. Sure enough, it came in pairs of soup!

"You eat first, I have a dessert."

Song Zijin smiled slyly, and then went to the stove room to get busy.

The dart masters looked at Sikong Yu one after another.

"The master of the door, this Miss Song, who knows books and etiquette, can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, and is infatuated with you, why are you not moved?"

"Master, how many years does Miss Song have? If you miss it, such a good girl, but it's hard to find a lantern! ”

"Door master, now that the Sikong family has been wronged, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the ancestors of the Sikong family, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great!"

"Exactly, exactly." ……

Sikong Yu was so noisy that his head hurt, and he wanted to put down the chopsticks, but Fang Cai's mouthful was still unfinished, and he felt that it was really a tyrannical thing to put it aside.

Who would have thought that the eldest lady of a scholarly family would have such good cooking skills, and she was not worse than the chef in a restaurant.

"If you're full and you're full, run!"

Sikong Yu drove people away with a cold face. One by one, the dart masters ran faster than the rabbits, and the house soon became empty.

Sikong Yu was finally able to enjoy the food. The food made by Song Zijin reminded him of his days as the young master of the Sikong family. Worry-free about food and clothing, dedicated to studying.

At this time, Song Zijin walked into the house with the last dessert, and saw Sikong Yu eating the breakfast she cooked, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

For so many years, in addition to suffering in her heart, she is boundless loneliness, and this beautiful feeling makes her cherish it very much.

Gently put the dessert on the table and looked at Sikong Yu.

"Can I eat at the same table with you?"

Sikong Yu was noncommittal, and only said:

"You made the rice."

That is, agreed? Song Zijin was overjoyed, and quickly sat down opposite Sikong Yu, tilted his head and asked:

"Still appetizing?"

"Well, it's delicious."

Sikong Yu told the truth, and Song Zijin also smiled and moved his chopsticks.

The scene of washing her hands and making soup for Sikong Yu and eating at the same table with him, she has imagined it countless times in the past 20 years, but she didn't expect that there would be a day when it could be realized.

A drop of hot tears, rolling down, was in her rice bowl, Song Zijin hurriedly buried his head in eating.

But he was still looked at by Sikong Yu. There is a slight pain in the heart, is he so good? Is it worth remembering in her heart for 20 years?

With her life experience, she instinctively married a good husband and lived a life of children around her knees. But for a person like him, who is adrift and rootless, he has become an old sister-in-law in his mouth.

"Zijin, I don't have the confidence to forget her, I'm sorry."

Song Zijin's heart was beating wildly, what did he call her? Zijin! Is he in, explaining to himself?

"Then don't forget."

Song Zijin stabilized his mind, raised his head, and looked straight into Sikong Yu's eyes.

"Then don't forget, I can remember her with you. Whatever you want to do, I'm with you! ”

Sikong Yu's eyes flashed, and the two looked at each other for a long time. Only then did they each bow their heads and eat.

Sikong Yu has always been self-disciplined, and he has always been full of food, but today he unconsciously ate a full meal, so he put down his chopsticks.

"I'll use it well, you use it slowly."

Seeing Sikong Yu get up, Song Zijin also hurriedly put down the chopsticks in his hand and got up to follow.