Aoqian hesitated, looking down at the steaming porridge in the bowl.
He wasn't sure if what Song Xiwei said yesterday was true...
He didn't ask her any questions.
Song Xiwei didn't bring it up herself.
Aoqian just bit his lip and didn't say a word.
"Drink your porridge," Song Xiwei urged him.
Then, before Aoqian could do anything, she served herself some hot porridge and started drinking it.
Today, unusually, Aoqian didn't stare at her while she ate, unlike before.
Without Aoqian's burning gaze, she couldn't help but look at him several times.
Aoqian held the bowl with a heavy heart, scooping the food in with his spoon. His absent-mindedness was quite amusing.
"I haven't forgotten." Song Xiwei stared at Aoqian and smiled broadly. "I stayed up all night last night. After breakfast, you can give it a try."
No sooner had Song Xiwei finished speaking than Aoqian was heard gulping down several mouthfuls from the bowl, emptying it completely.
His bright eyes were fixed on him.
Song Xiwei suddenly remembered what Xiao Zhuang had said about her current situation with Aoqian.
The word "everyday life" sounds ordinary and commonplace, but for people like her and Aoqian, it is something that is hard-won.
Watching Aoqian eat, and seeing the sparkle in his eyes when he heard that she had stayed up all night to make him new clothes, Song Xiwei felt a sense of unprecedented satisfaction that made her feel very fulfilled.
"Why don't you go try on the clothes first?" Song Xiwei asked Aoqian when she saw him sitting there expectantly.
Aoqian shook his head, "You eat first."
Song Xiwei could clearly see the eager desire in Aoqian's eyes, but he still stared at her as he had in the past few days, saying, "Try it after you finish eating."
Song Xiwei shook her head. "You try yours, I'll eat mine. It's fine this way, we won't interfere with each other!"
Aoqian's expression was somewhat resentful, "I cooked this meal for you myself, can't I even watch you eat it?"
Song Xiwei: "..." Why is he acting all wronged now!
Aoqian stared intently at her, a slight smile playing on his lips: "The clothes you made for me by hand, I'll make sure you're the first one to see me wearing them."
Song Xi lowered her head slightly, feeling her heart pounding like a drum.
Even though Aoqian hadn't said anything, why was his heart beating wildly out of control?
Song Xiwei tried to suppress her agitation and calm herself down, but she couldn't do anything about her uncontrollable heartbeat.
I finally swallowed the last bite.
She felt incredibly embarrassed not to look at Aoqian and just wanted him out of her sight as soon as possible, urging, "I'm done eating, you should go try on your clothes."
Aoqian's cheerful laughter rang out from the side, but he did not leave as she had expected.
She had to look at him.
Their eyes met, and Aoqian looked even more handsome with a smile on his face, so handsome that Song Xiwei almost forgot what she wanted to say.
Meeting Song Xiwei's slightly evasive gaze, Ao Qian said, "You still haven't told me where the new clothes are. Are you telling me to find them myself?"
Song Xiwei's mind went blank, and her face turned bright red.
Her mind was a complete mess. She almost bumped into the corner of the table when she got up. She stumbled and brought over the new clothes she had made for Aoqian. Aoqian did not immediately reach out to take them, but looked at her suspiciously.
Her face was already burning hot, and being watched by Aoqian made it feel even more like she was being roasted on a hot plate.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she bit her tongue, realizing that she was acting very unlike herself.
Sure enough, Aoqian noticed it too. He stared at her intently, saying, "You're acting strange today."
"Uh, hehehe, I didn't sleep well, my brain isn't working properly, please forgive me." Song Xiwei said, yawning. This excuse worked.
Aoqian stopped staring at her like before, and said in a weak voice, "It's not in a hurry, you can take your time."
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