Chapter 479 The Most Familiar Stranger

Cheng Xuyuan was very tired!

In two days, he traveled from Yanjing to his hometown, and then from his hometown to Donghai.

After he finished visiting all the relatives and friends in Yanjing, he took the train back to his hometown, with Fang Yuqing reluctant to leave.

He stayed at home for two days, and then boarded the train to Donghai, using the excuse that he had something to deal with in Yanjing.

Although the Spring Festival travel rush has not yet begun, the hard seats on the green trains during the New Year are rattling and very uncomfortable.

But no matter how uncomfortable he felt, he still came! He came for only one purpose, that is, he couldn't let Shen Yumo spend the Spring Festival alone with the child.

What Cheng Xuyuan said was equally true. He was not doing this for Shen Yumo, but for the child.

Cheng Xuyuan felt that there was no love between him and Shen Yumo.

That time between the two of them, he couldn't resist. Of course, this was also due to the previous owner's outburst of various emotions towards Shen Yumo.

Although it can be said that the former master is the former master and he is him.

But now, everything of the former master is disappearing, and he has completely become the master of this body, so he has to acknowledge everything of the former master.

When Shen Yumo heard that Cheng Xuyuan was going to spend the New Year with his children, his heart trembled.

She felt lost, helpless, and a little happy, but in the end, she took out the key and opened the door.

"Come in!" Shen Yumo said to Cheng Xuyuan.

Cheng Xuyuan didn't hesitate and walked into the room carrying his luggage.

Cheng Xuyuan was not unfamiliar with this house. He looked around casually and put his luggage bag on a chair.

"Have you bought everything for the New Year?" Cheng Xuyuan asked casually while washing his face in the bathroom.

Shen Yumo, who was already filled with anxiety, was stunned for a moment when he heard this question, and said casually: "Yian bought some for me, it should be enough."

At this time, Cheng Xuyuan also walked out of the kitchen.

The black-framed glasses he was wearing disappeared somewhere.

"Where are your glasses?" Shen Yumo asked casually.

"I put it away. It's just the two of us. I don't need to wear glasses." Cheng Xuyuan sat down on the sofa while speaking, then stretched and said, "It's really tiring to sit on the train for fifteen or sixteen hours."

Hearing this sigh, Shen Yumo suddenly felt that most of the depression in his heart disappeared at this moment.

No matter who he was spending the New Year with, he came all the way here.

This year, I won’t be alone.

It is very likely that this will be the only year that he can spend with me and the baby in my belly.

"You don't have to come. I can take care of myself." Shen Yumo said softly.

Cheng Xuyuan did not argue on this issue, but picked up the thermos and poured himself a glass of water, then poured another glass of water for Shen Yumo and said, "Drink water."

Looking at the cup placed naturally in front of him, Shen Yumo suddenly had a doubt, that is, who is the master of this house.

However, although she had a thousand thoughts in her mind, she did not say much at this time, but gently picked up the water cup.

Cheng Xuyuan picked up the water cup and drank the water, then asked: "Do you have noodles?"

"Yes, there are some dried noodles in the cupboard." Shen Yumo said casually: "Are you hungry? I'll go cook."

"No, I'll do it." Cheng Xuyuan said casually, "The train arrived at the wrong time, and I didn't have time to eat on the train."

"I see you have some oil residue and some green vegetables here, so I'll make two bowls of oil residue noodles and go buy more tomorrow."

As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Yumo sat on a chair, drinking water and thinking about what Cheng Xuyuan had just said.

When Cheng Xuyuan and I were in Chengjiazhuang, we also got along well, but at that time, both of us seemed to be separated by a long distance.

I was always keeping my distance, and at that time, he seemed to want to get close to me, but in the end, he didn't know how to get close to me, so I silently distanced myself from him.

As thoughts flashed through Shen Yumo's mind, a sentence suddenly arose in his mind for no reason, that is, some things, once gone, will never come back.

She picked up the book of gains that she had read several times, trying to calm herself down.

But in the end, she put the book in her hand aside and slowly walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Cheng Xuyuan was busy.

Although making noodles is the simplest, if you want to save trouble, just boil the water, put the dry noodles in, and finally add salt.

But Cheng Xuyuan was obviously unwilling to do so. Not only was he using oil residue to stir-fry the food, he was also looking for various seasonings.

Seeing Shen Yumo coming over, Cheng Xuyuan asked casually: "Do you have any sesame oil?"

"Yes, it's in that small box." Shen Yumo leaned against the door frame and said softly.

"Hey, this is still a full bottle. Haven't you used it yet?" Cheng Xuyuan found the sesame oil in a glass bottle and asked casually.

"My brother brought it from Yanjing, but I didn't use it much."

Shen Yumo's voice became much lower for some reason.

"Well, did you buy dried bamboo shoots for the New Year? This would be delicious too." Cheng Xuyuan asked again.

"No." Shen Yumo said.

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As the questions and answers came together, a pot of fragrant noodles came out of the pot.

In the mist of smoke, looking at the busy man, Shen Yumo inexplicably felt an incomparably comfortable feeling in his heart.

This feeling made her enjoy it immensely.

She really hopes that she can live in this feeling forever.

The small table is not big, but it is big enough for two people.

Shen Yumo and Cheng Xuyuan sat on either side of the table and ate in silence.

At this moment, Shen Yumo felt that he had a lot of words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

However, the baby in her belly seemed to sense something and kept moving, as if it wanted to say something to her.

If Cheng Xuyuan was really her husband, Shen Yumo would definitely tell this matter to Cheng Xuyuan with great joy.

But unfortunately, the current situation of the two people is somewhat special.

So even though Shen Yumo had a lot to say in his heart, he couldn't say anything.

Cheng Xuyuan, who had eaten half a bowl of noodles, had actually been observing Shen Yumo. Although the presence of the child had deformed her figure, even her thin face began to become rounder.

But under the slightly dim light, she still looked so gentle and beautiful.

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"How are you going to raise this child in the future?" Seeing that Shen Yumo had finished his bowl of noodles, Cheng Xuyuan suddenly asked.

When Shen Yumo heard Cheng Xuyuan talking about the child, he immediately threw all the thoughts in his mind aside.

She said solemnly, "I've already told you before that I can take care of him in the East China Sea. You don't have to worry about it."

Cheng Xuyuan looked at Shen Yumo, who had a calm but unquestionable expression, and sighed, "Bringing up a child is not an easy task."

"At least, it's not as simple as you think."

"I just have a suggestion. If you feel that you can't take care of the child, I can temporarily take the child back to our hometown and ask my mother to help take care of him."

At this point, Cheng Xuyuan said, "When you are five or six years old and can go to school, I will bring you here."

Shen Yumo was also prepared on how to raise a child.

Although she has never taken care of a child, she has seen colleagues who are busy and confused when taking care of children.

The reason why she insisted at this time was because she didn't want to be absent in her child's growth.

"No need." Shen Yumo said calmly: "I think I can take care of the child."

"If I can't do well as an editor, I can just follow your example and start being a writer. This way I can stay at home to take care of the kids and work at the same time."

In fact, Shen Yumo didn't have this idea from the beginning, but was forced into this position by Cheng Xuyuan's words.

After saying this, Shen Yumo suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Although she is an editor, it is precisely because of this that she feels how difficult it is to be an author.

After all, writing is not that easy.

Although the novels or other things written by Cheng Xuyuan seem very easy, when it comes to himself, Shen Yumo knows that it is not easy.

Some content is actually very difficult to write.

Just when Shen Yumo thought that his idea might be ridiculed by Cheng Xuyuan, he heard Cheng Xuyuan suddenly say: "Being an author is also a good idea."

"You can be a full-time writer, so you don't have to go to work on time every day, and you only need to hand in some works a year."

"A novella or a few short stories will do."

At this point, Cheng Xuyuan clapped his hands and said, "In the first few years, I can be your assistant, so you just need to concentrate on taking care of the children."

“This method is really good.”

Looking at Cheng Xuyuan with a happy face, Shen Yumo didn't know what to say for a moment, as if he, a full-time author, had become a nobody.

But she herself knows very well that becoming a full-time author is not an easy thing. At the very least, your writing level must be recognized by others.

Shen Yumo felt that he could not reach this level for the time being, but with Cheng Xuyuan acting as his ghostwriter, everything would be fine.

"Can what you write be the same as what I write?" Shen Yumo rolled her eyes at Cheng Xuyuan. It was obvious that she was still a little worried about this method.

Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, there will be no problem."

"At worst, you can be a children's novel author. Let me tell you, don't underestimate children's literature."

"You will learn later that adults' appetite for reading is constantly changing, but children's views will never change."

"When you have more works in the future, you will understand the benefits."

Originally, Cheng Xuyuan wanted to talk to Shen Yumo about how in the future authors of children's literature would be able to consistently rank at the top of the writers' income list, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

Telling her this might even have the opposite effect.

However, this idea slowly began to take root in Cheng Xuyuan's heart.

What Cheng Xuyuan was most worried about with regard to the child was that Shen Yumo would not have time to take care of the child after the child was born. This full-time author seemed to have solved all the problems in an instant.

Why didn't I think of it before? Shen Yumo didn't say anything about the full-time author, as if he had forgotten about it.

Cheng Xuyuan did not say much. After all, he had just come up with this proposal and there were still many things to think about.

The two of them cleaned up the dishes and went about their own business. Because they were in the car, Cheng Xuyuan quickly sat on the bench and felt a little sleepy.

It was at this time that Cheng Xuyuan discovered that although Shen Yumo had two rooms, there was only one bed.

(End of this chapter)