Shen Subai always felt like someone had tied a string in his heart, neither tight nor loose, which made him feel itchy. He loosened his collar uncomfortably: "Are you worried about me?"

Xie Yunshu rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think? You are my man, if I am not worried about you, who should I worry about?"

She is a man...

Shen Subai's cold and upright face felt a little hot, and he glanced towards the kitchen: "What are you cooking?"

Xie Yunshu opened the refrigerator and looked around: "It's so late, let's steam some rice and stir-fry some eggplant with meat, it's simple."

She took out the frozen ribs and put them in a basin of water. "Let the blood dissolve first. I'll make you some rib soup tomorrow. Where's the nearest market? I'll find time to buy some eggs and beef tomorrow."

Shen Subai was still not used to the sudden appearance of another person in his life. Her tone was so familiar. He tried hard to recall but his mind was blank. All he remembered were a group of black-faced, iron-blooded men in the army...

"I don't know either. I'll ask around tomorrow."

Seeing that Xie Yunshu had already entered the kitchen and started working, Shen Subai subconsciously rolled up his shirt sleeves and followed in: "I can cook too, I'll help you."

Xie Yunshu said without even looking up: "Wash the meat and cut it into strips. Chop the eggplant as well. Just follow the usual method."

Shen Subai was puzzled: "Do I often cook when I am young?"

It seemed like she was quite good at giving him orders. Did he often cook for her?

Xie Yunshu finally took the time to look at him: "Yes, when we are at home, you always cook for us, and because your cooking is not as good as Song Shanchuan's, I secretly read the recipes he wrote."

When Song Shanchuan taught his apprentices, he would bring recipes with him. He was good at studying and recording. He would try several methods for each dish, recording what to put in first and how to cook it, the process and time, and then pick out the one with the best taste to cook.

Therefore, Song Shanchuan deserves the title of chef champion.

Shen Subai is actually a good cook, but under the big mouth of Lin Cuiping, it is inevitable that he has some competitive spirit as a man. Unfortunately, Captain Shen is the best in everything, and he is indeed not as good as Song Shanchuan in cooking.

Xie Yunshu didn't know why he had to compete with himself, and she wasn't such a greedy person! But when Shen Subai secretly looked at Song Shanchuan's recipe, she was very polite and didn't expose him.

Chen Subai frowned: "Who is Song Shanchuan? And why should I secretly look at the recipe?"

He also didn't have much pursuit for food. He knew how to cook because he felt it was a skill that people needed to master. At night, he mostly made do in the cafeteria by himself, so there were not many times when he was needed to cook.

So he couldn't imagine it, and he even went to secretly look at the menu!

Xie Yunshu thought that Shen Subai, who had lost his memory, was quite amusing, and laughed, "Because you are so proud, you went to see it secretly."

No matter how much face she gave her man, she pretended not to see it.

Shen Subai's fleshy hands paused, revealing an indescribable expression: "I have a good reputation?"

Xie Yunshu glanced at him: "What else?"

Who can pretend like him?

Shen Subai’s expression was serious: “Impossible.”

Xie Yunshu curled his lips: "Okay, you didn't, you are the most sincere and the most upright, okay?"

Shen Subai looked down at her and said, "Of course."

This is how people have always evaluated him.

Xie Yunshu wanted to give the patient some face: "Yes, dear Xiaobai, please hurry up and get some meat. I've boiled the water."

Xiaobai, what kind of weird name is this?

Chen Subai frowned. After getting married, he rarely had such a serious expression in front of Xie Yunshu. Most of the time, he was lazy and casual. When the two were alone, he would even have a bit of ruffian spirit.

Xie Yunshu felt as if he had crossed time and space and was in love with Shen Subai a few years ago.

She reached out and pressed his eyebrows: "Hurry up and eat some meat, why are you standing there like an idiot?"

Shen Subai's serious expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed her hand and put it to his lips as if by reflex.

When this action came out, both of them were stunned.

Chen Subai quickly let go as if her hands were burned, said sorry, lowered her head and carefully touched her flesh, as if she had really become a female demon, and she didn't dare to even look at her.

Xie Yunshu found it funny and sad. If it were Shen Subai before he lost his memory, the next step would be this or that...

While eating, Shen Subai probably learned his lesson, sitting upright with his back straight, eating in silence without saying a word.

Xie Yunshu was already very tired and hungry, but he finally felt relaxed now. From the day before yesterday when he found out about his accident to now when he saw him, his brain felt like it was tied with a string. Now that he suddenly relaxed, he didn't want to say a word.

The two of them finished the meal in almost silence. Xie Yunshu could barely open her eyes. She stood up with a tired look on her face to collect the bowls. "You should go and rest first."

Shen Subai didn't say anything, and took the dishes from her hands: "I'll wash them, you go and rest."

A palm-sized face, two dark circles under the big eyes, and a weak voice, like a rose wet by the rain, which made the strings in his heart tighten. This emotion was very strange, but Shen Subai could distinguish this pity.

He pitied her and felt sorry for her.

Xie Yunshu yawned, thinking that Shen Subai often washed the dishes, so he nodded: "Then I'll go take a shower."

Although this house is not big, the decoration style is very modern, and the bathroom is also inside the room. The only drawback is that the room is a bit small. In addition to the main room, there is only one bedroom and one study.

While waiting for Shen Subai to wash the dishes and come out, when he returned to the bedroom, Xie Yunshu had already taken off his clothes and changed into simple suspender shorts, sitting on the bed and preparing to go to bed.

He quickly turned his back and asked: "Why did you take off your clothes?"

Xie Yunshu was so tired that he didn't have the energy to tease him. He pulled the quilt and lay down: "You should also take a shower and go to bed quickly. Don't wash your hair yet. Wait until two days to go to the hospital to change the medicine and check the wound first."

After she finished speaking, she turned over and closed her eyes.

Shen Subai heard no more sound behind him, turned around, and saw that the person on the bed had fallen asleep...

It was summer now and Pengcheng was hot, so Xie Yunshu was covered with a thin blanket, which could not hide her exquisite curves at all. One snow-white arm was exposed in front of her, and her delicate face was completely buried in her long black hair.

Shen Subai wanted to turn around like a gentleman, but his feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and a familiar but unfamiliar memory began to awaken in his body.

He let out a long breath, turned around and walked away with big strides, his steps somewhat unnatural.

How could she fall asleep so quickly and be so relaxed? Was she so confident in herself? Wasn't she afraid of what he might do to her?