After Xu Yanfeng finished speaking, Xia Xi suddenly said, "Didn't you see the note I left?"

"What note?"

"In the kitchen, on the rice cooker."

As soon as Xia Xi answered the phone, he asked her why she didn't tell him about the business trip last night. She did forget to tell him last night, but she wrote a note before leaving this morning.

Xu Yanfeng stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

On the sink, a white rice cooker was working, with the indicator light of "Keep Warm" on and a light yellow sticky note stuck on it. Xia Xi's handwriting was very familiar to him.

I'm on a business trip to Beicheng, and I'm taking my child with me. Remember to have porridge.

Xu Yanfeng: “…”

He hadn't been into the kitchen since he got up, so naturally he hadn't seen the message.

Xia Xi seemed to have thought of something and said "Oh" in a strange voice: "Sorry, I forgot, someone rarely goes into the kitchen." After she finished her joke, she saw Zhou Du waving at her across the crowd and said to the phone, "Hang up."

The call was cut off, but Xu Yanfeng still stood there with the phone held to his ear.

After a few seconds, Xu Yanfeng put down his phone and turned on the rice cooker. White hot steam wrapped in fragrance hit his face. There was indeed a pot of porridge inside, cooked till it was sticky.

The nanny is still on vacation, so there is no need to guess who is responsible for this mess.

Xu Yanfeng held the note between two fingers, stared at it for a long time, and the corners of his mouth rose little by little.

Xia Xi had to catch a flight early in the morning, but he still remembered that he had drunk some wine last night and that eating some porridge in the morning would make him feel better. Before he even put the porridge into his mouth, he felt his stomach was warm and his headache was gone.

She cares about him.

He hugged her and kissed her last night, but she didn't ask him to settle the score.

Xu Yanfeng raised his phone and took a photo of the pot of porridge. The heat blurred the lens, and the photo turned out to be blurry and unsightly.

He wiped the lens with the hem of his clothes and fanned away the constant heat with his hands while filming.

After taking several photos in a row, he finally got a slightly clearer one, and Xu Yanfeng posted it on his Moments.

He sent a private message to Xia Xi, deliberately asking her: "Is the porridge cooked for me?"

After waiting for a few seconds, Xia Xi replied: "Otherwise it's cooked for the dog."

Xu Yanfeng: “…”