It was as if whether she lived or died was none of his business.
She was the one who caused their current relationship, but that wasn't her intention. She wanted to see Zhuang Yan regret it. Someone who had always been obedient to her suddenly left so cleanly, as if everything he had done before was an illusion. She repeatedly tried to test him and uncover the truth, but in the end, she was not even as good as a passerby.
Xia Wan didn't eat many mushrooms. After inducing vomiting, she didn't have her stomach pumped. She was on an IV drip and lay in bed in a daze.
Mushroom poisoning can cause hallucinations. She had only heard of seeing strange and unusual things, but she didn't know that she could actually enter such a realistic hallucination.
That night, Xia Wan slept very restlessly. She dreamed that she was sitting at a dining table with all kinds of breakfast snacks on it, including her favorite Cantonese dim sum.
The tea and snacks were served on delicate little plates, and the porridge in front of her was steaming hot. This place was somewhat similar to the apartment she and Zhuang Yan had lived in, but it was larger and more cozy. There were many handmade dolls on the cabinet next to the TV, and a string of seashell wind chimes hung on the balcony.
Across from her sat a man who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a brown trench coat and a simple ring on his ring finger. He appeared mature, gentle, and elegant.
Xia Wan couldn't see his face clearly, but intuitively, she knew he was someone she knew very well.
Upon seeing the man, Xia Wan felt a sense of peace and wanted to stay there forever.
Because she lacked maternal love from a young age, Xia Wan had always longed for a home of her own. It didn't have to be big, but it had to be warm and cozy. And this place, in terms of both its decor and atmosphere, was the home she had always dreamed of.
"Aren't you going to eat? Don't you have an appetite?" The man placed a plump crystal dumpling on her plate.
"I can't eat anymore."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man opposite her skillfully picked up the steamed dumpling and ate it.
"I'll go wash the dishes. What do you want to eat tonight?"
"I want to eat wild mushroom hot pot."
"Okay, I'll leave work early tonight and take you out to eat."
"I don't want to eat out. It's so hot. I'll break out in a sweat if I go out. Besides, the food outside isn't as good as yours."
Xia Wan was surprised. It was clearly her, yet she spoke uncontrollably, and if she wasn't mistaken, her tone even carried a hint of "coquettishness."
Whether the man on the other end noticed or not, he nodded and said, "Then I'll make it when I get back tonight."
After finishing his meal, the man got up to wash the dishes. He took off his plain ring from his ring finger and placed it on the dining table.
She took it in her hand and glanced at it; the inside of the ring was engraved with a small line of letters: zy&xw
Zhuang Yanxiawan, he is Zhuang Yan...
The moment the man emerged from the kitchen, his blurry features suddenly became clear.
In the dream, Zhuang Yan no longer looked as young as he was in his twenties, but he was more charming than when he was young, like a green bamboo.
She walked towards him: "Are you going straight to the company now?"
Zhuang Yan put on the plain ring: "Okay, let's go straight to the company. There's an important meeting this morning."
"I'll go with you."
Are you going to the company?
"I want to go shopping. Can you take me to the shopping street?"
Actually, the commercial street wasn't on the same route as his company; in fact, it was a bit of a detour. Clearly, this wasn't the first time she had troubled him like this. Zhuang Yan seemed used to it, so he bowed his head, replied "okay," and started fastening his cufflinks.
His hands were not very dexterous, so Xia Wan went over and fastened his cufflinks, then her gaze fell on a scar on his right hand.
It's a deep scar that runs from the back of my hand through my palm; it looks painful.
Why does Zhuang Yan have this scar on her hand? She didn't know. In her dream, she didn't speak, but her eyelashes trembled slightly when she looked at the scar.
"Forget it, I'd better not go shopping. You go early and come back early."
Why did you suddenly decide not to go?
Xia Wan suddenly felt a little down: "I just suddenly don't feel like it anymore."
"What do you want? I'll bring it back to you after get off work."
"Let's get two cups of milk tea this afternoon. I haven't had one in ages. I'll have rose pu-erh, with ice."
"Don't drink tea at night, it's easy to have insomnia, and your sleep quality is already poor."
Zhuang Yan knew her well and cared about her. Despite being an outsider, she felt a subtle warmth in her heart.
"Then you can help me choose one." As she spoke, Xia Wan raised her hand to straighten Zhuang Yan's bow tie.
After watching Zhuang Yan leave, Xia Wan stayed home reading and watching TV. Around noon, she made a video call to Zhuang Yan, who asked her if she had eaten. While holding her phone, she took out the food from the refrigerator.
Zhuang Yan prepared all of these in the morning and packed them in food storage containers. They only need to be heated in the microwave.
No matter where she is, she still loves Zhuang Yan's cooking the most. She is someone who never eats leftovers, but she will definitely eat Zhuang Yan's cooking and will never order takeout.
In the afternoon, Xia Wan went out for a while and came back with a large bag of wild mushrooms. Zhuang Yan said he would be home at four o'clock, but something came up and he would be delayed and would probably be back at six o'clock.
Xia Wan herself doesn't pay much attention to time, but she cares a lot about other people's time. She gets very angry if someone stands her up at the last minute.
In her dream, she wasn't angry with Zhuang Yan, but rather showed understanding. When the wild mushrooms arrived, Xia Wan took them to the kitchen and used a small brush to wash them little by little. She washed out all four pounds of mushrooms, turning the clear water into muddy water.
Xia Wan herself found it unbelievable that she would do such a thing in her dream.
She washed the mushrooms several times until the water was completely clear before she stopped, and then started boiling water and searching for tutorials to cook the mushrooms.
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