Tang Mulin felt that she must still be in a dream.

Otherwise, why did the man standing at the door look so much like Chu Jinnian? But he was clearly not Chu Jinnian.

Chu Jinnian never wears light-colored clothes.

His suits, shirts, and jackets are mostly black or gray.

And Chu Jinnian rarely smiles.

In front of others, he was cold and gloomy, like a dark cloud in a clear sky.

Only when he was with her, there was a faint smile in his eyes. He would look at her with a doting smile and call her "Sugar" gently and considerately.

The deep, magnetic voice, along with the smile on his face, always floated into her heart like a feather.

At this moment, the young man standing outside the door was wearing off-white home clothes.

On his nose rested a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses.

Under the bright lenses, the man's eyes were filled with a bright and warm smile, which made his handsome face look even brighter.

The man holds a piece of cake in his hands.

Seeing Tang Mulin, he extended his hand and said, "Hello, Miss Tang, my name is Chu Jinnian, and I'm your new neighbor."

His name is also Chu Jinnian?

Tang Mulin was stunned and didn't reach out to take it. "Where's Susanna?"

"She went home, to the place where the snow was white and where she could see the cabins and the reindeer."

"Will she...come back?"

"If anyone needed help, she would be there."

In the fairy tale, the little girl grew up, married the prince and lived in the palace.

Susanna, who transformed from an old woman back into a fairy, returned to her cabin in Ireland.

There was a fireplace in the cabin, with wood burning in it, and the whole house was filled with the smell of a turkey roasting in the oven.

Outside the wooden house, reindeer were strolling leisurely.

There were two squirrels on the tree, holding pine cones and stuffing them into their mouths.

Tang Mulin felt that she must be dreaming.

"Hello."

After taking the cake and putting it back on the table, Tang Mulin walked back to the bed in a daze and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark.

Gently stroking his aching heart, Tang Mulin turned on the light and immediately saw the triangular Black Forest cake on the off-white dining table.

Susannah did move away.

And next door, there really was a new neighbor named Chu Jinnian who looked 80% like Chu Jinnian? Tang Mulin felt that she was beginning to lose the distinction between reality and dreams again.

I walked barefoot on the floor, opened the door, and saw the half-open door next door.

The corridor was pitch black, but the bright light behind the door was like a huge whirlpool, carrying a fatal temptation that led her to the door step by step.

The door opened in response.

Inside the door, a man in an apron was holding a soup ladle.

Seeing her was like seeing an old friend I hadn't seen for many years. "I made some soup, it tastes pretty good, would you like to try it?"

Without giving her a chance to refuse, the man grabbed her hand and led her over to sit at the dining table.

Then he opened the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of furry beige slippers, squatted at her feet and helped her put them on.

The house had changed so much that there was no sign that Susanna had ever lived there.

It is completely different from when Chu Jinnian was here.

The windows are bright and clean. Looking back, you can see the sycamore trees on the street outside and a couple kissing under the trees.

Occasionally a car passed by, splashing water under its tires.

The aroma drifted over from the kitchen. Tang Mulin turned around and saw the table already filled with dishes.

Sweet and sour spare ribs.

Braised lion head.

Baby cabbage in soup.

Mapo tofu.

Crucian carp and tofu soup.

They were all her favorite dishes.

The snow-white bowl with a cat face pattern was only filled with half a bowl of rice. The man pushed the bowl in front of her and stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, "Eat quickly..."

A familiar taste.

A familiar feeling.

Tang Mulin stared at the man in a daze, his throat choking a little, "Chu Jinnian, is that you?"

Chu Jinnian: Wife, don’t you recognize me? Cry...

(End of this chapter)