"Your Majesty, you can eat one too. ”

Xiaoxi smiled and put a piece of sushi into Siqi's mouth as well.

"Is it delicious?" she asked.

"Of course, of course...... It's delicious!" Siqi said vaguely.

"So, eat another one?"

"No, no, I'm not hungry!"

He laughed and shook his head, almost choking.

"Siqi!" Xiaoxi glared at him with a smile, "Because I love you, I have the courage to eat anything more unpalatable than this." But is there anything worse than that?"

"Wow!" said Siqi ran to the oven. "Wait!"

"What?!" Creek looked at him in surprise. "What is this?"

"It's roasted sweet potatoes!" Siqi said, "I learned it online." ”

"Do you really have the courage to put it up?" she thrashed him, laughing and trembling.

"Because the heat is not well controlled, it becomes black charcoal......

"You know wow!"

"Of course I know wow!" Siqi put the black roasted sweet potato on the table. "When I'm at home, I'm the one who stretches out my hands for clothes and opens my mouth for food, and I usually don't even go into the kitchen. He peeled the sweet potato and said, "I don't say these words to show off, but I love you so much, that's why I mustered up the courage to cook for you." ”

He paused, then smiled again.

"Of course, these things are really unpalatable. Siqi said, "But these are my thoughts. In fact, my greatest enjoyment is to come home after a day of work, to be able to see you, see your parents, have dinner with your family, and be full of love with you, even if it is a look. ”

"Oh!"

The brook shouted softly.

Her face was red, her heart was beating, and her eyes were wet.

"Oh, you often call me a stupid girl, I see, you're stupider than me. Xiaoxi said, "Today, although these things you make are quite ugly and unpalatable, but here," she pressed her hand to her chest, looked at Siqi enthusiastically and said, "It's warm, hot." And what about this sweet potato, after peeling it, wow, looking at it, it's quite appetizing. Come, taste. ”

She picked up the hot sweet potato, took a small bite, and then exclaimed, "Wow! It's so scorched on the outside and tender on the inside!"

"Really?"

Siqi looked at the exaggerated stream.

"I'll taste it too. ”

He also put a small piece of sweet potato in his mouth.

"Hey!

Siqi was pleasantly surprised and smiled.

"It's delicious!" Xiaoxi hurriedly snatched the sweet potato from Siqi's hand. "It's delicious!"

"Slow down!"

Siqi hurriedly patted her on the back.

"I've loved sweet potatoes since I was a kid. Siqi smiled and said: "In the future, I will bake you every day, I think that with my efforts, my skills will improve day by day!

"The little prince of sweet potatoes?!"

Brook suppressed her laughter, and she stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey!" Siqi shouted, "Why are you going?"

"You sit still!" Brook smiled and turned back. "I'm also going to show off my craft. ”

"Uh-uh," Siqi said with a surprised smile on his face. "Okay, okay, I'll just sit here and wait, waiting for your food. ”

It didn't take long for Xiaoxi to bring out a delicate hot pot.

The hot pot is filled with a variety of fresh vegetables and fruits.

"Here, please use it!" she said with a smile: "This is the fairy furnace that 'Wang' once ate, also called 'Yuezikou' soup!"

"Immortal Furnace ......"

Siqi looked at it puzzled.

"This fruit can be eaten raw. But this vegetable ...... How can you eat this hot pot of yours without a fire? Do you want me to eat it raw?"

"Of course. Xiaoxi grinned, and then serious. "The profound meaning of the immortal furnace is: to live a simple and poor life like ordinary people. ”

Her eyes were swarthy and sparkling as she looked at him.

"It is said that in the Joseon Dynasty, there was a minister who lived in seclusion in the mountains, and it was by this immortal furnace that he lived on the wild fruits and vegetables in the mountains. ”

"Oops!"

Siqi sneered.

"It's better to say than to sing!" he smiled, looked at the hot pot and said, "This fairy stove of yours is so beautiful, so I don't dare to put down my chopsticks......! "Wow! delicious! full of sincerity! full of novelty! plus points-"

"Bonus?"

The brook stopped laughing.

The eyes looked at the laughing Siqi, but the heart suddenly remembered the big and small cold moon in the illness.

"What's wrong?" Siqi looked at the serious stream in confusion: "Not satisfied?"

"No, no, no!"

Xiaoxi suddenly looked lonely.

"I have two pieces of information for you now, I wonder which one you want to hear first?"

"Two messages?"

"Hmm!"

"Which two?"

"One is that there will be a wedding in five days, and I want you to join me. ”

"Who's?"

"The young Cold Moon writer and the young President Yuan Qingfeng. ”

"They're getting married?"

"Hmm!"

"So, what about another message?"

"It's ......" Xiaoxi hesitated, her face pale. Cold Moon writer she ...... She ......"

"How is she?" Siqi tensed for no apparent reason.

"She is terminally ill and will die soon...... "Xiaoxi's voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"What!?"

Siqi was shocked, and his face changed.

He was no less shocked and frightened than when he heard his mother pass out.

"What is this in the middle of the night...... Thunderbolt on a sunny day......" he muttered quietly, his face getting paler and paler.

**

The RV drove on the coastal road, and the surging waves and the howling of the sea breeze woke up the cold moon.

She sat up and looked out the window at the endless blue sea, her heart fluctuated, and she sighed and murmured:

"Hai, thank you for your participation in life, laugh at my invitation, and end the song, but write this chapter that will not end. ”

"Yue'er, are you awake?"

"Hmm. ”

She nodded.

Qingfeng glanced back at her, slowed down, and finally pulled over.

"Did you sleep well?" Qingfeng left the driver's seat and walked over.

"Hmm. ”

She nodded again.

She smiled at him with a beautiful and wry smile.

"Do you remember the first time we met at the beach?" Qingfeng asked her as she straightened her unkempt hair.

"Of course I do. ”

Leng Yue groaned for a moment and said:

"The scene in front of us is so familiar, as if we have just experienced it. It was just a dream...... After waking up, we went back to where we were. She looked out the window at the endless sea, her voice soft as a dream. "I don't dare to think deeply about ......," she said, "I'd rather have a painful parting in a dream than a parting in reality." ”

Her tone and expression all made Qingfeng sad and moved.

He reached out and couldn't help but take her hand, her white and slender fingers soft and cool.

He hurriedly retrieved the shawl and wrapped it around her shoulder. She didn't move, her eyes staring at the sea outside the car window, not for a moment.

"It's really amazing to look at the sea like this!" she said to herself, "and I suddenly have a feeling of nostalgia for life...... Listen to the sea breeze, it's really loud. ”

She spoke softly, looking melancholy.

"If death is my fate, then any attachment is futile......," she paused, and continued to whisper as if in a dream, "because it is like a fog, so close to me, not a little close." ”

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were watery.

"More often than not, it's more like a lover, like a lover who hasn't seen each other for a long time...... It's beautiful, pure, hazy...... It just stood there, its head down...... I don't dare to look at it, but I want it to take me with me, carefree, and leave this world without worries......"

A gentle and beautiful smile appeared on her lips.

"Say no more!"

The wind shuddered.

"Leng Yue!" he shook her, "You're talking in your dreams, aren't you? If death is your fate, then you—it's also my fate! Follow you to heaven and hell is also my destiny, don't you want to get rid of me!"

She looked at him and frowned.

"What about when I die," she continued quietly, "if you still miss me, listen to the sea breeze......! Also, if you miss me too much, look up at the sky and see that we are all the same moon, and the moon will bring me thoughts...... If you still miss me, learn to forget about me!"

"You-"

He put his arms around her!

His beloved, distressed, reluctant to be separated for a moment, poor Yue'er.

"It's been almost three years since I've been here!"

She continued to murmur, her voice faint and soft.

"From the first time I left the sanatorium, I knew that none of this was true!

"Say what?"

"Really, it's really amazing! I-Leng Yue, I'm a clone!" she smiled sadly, "Everything I've experienced is the life I've been dreaming about for years, and it's just my ultimate wish!"

She looked away and looked out to sea.

"I write all kinds of lives every day, and arrange all kinds of endings for the protagonists, but who writes my life? God?" she sighed, "If there is anything I have learned over the years, it is that the better the wishes, the more difficult it is to achieve." I don't know what Dr. Li from the hospital did to us, but I love this extraordinary life and don't want to wake up from my dreams. But I can't run away from it all the time, can I? It's providential! Isn't it? Heaven wants to destroy me, what can I do?"

"Yue'er!"

He was close to her face.

"What's wrong with you, why are you saying these strange things all of a sudden?" he asked her, his voice aching.