Chapter 616 The Down-and-out Second Generation is the Ex (2)
Duan Sijun woke up the next morning with a blank mind, completely forgetting what happened the night before. It was not until Zhang Chaoyang called him and asked what "Yi Yi"'s full name was that he remembered that the girl came to the private room to pick him up last night, and he ended up vomiting all over the place at the entrance of the hotel and hugged and kissed her. The girl carried him to the taxi and went back to her apartment, wiping his body, wiping his vomit, feeding him water, and covering him with a blanket. She took care of him all night long even though he was drunk.
He got up from the bed, and there were slippers and a sticky note next to the bed.
"The milk is on the table, and the hot porridge is in the pot." He picked it up and put it back in its place.
He got up and walked around the room. It was a small apartment, but it was tidy and organized. It was obvious that the owner was a careful and considerate person.
He and Wen Shiyi had not been in love for a long time, less than a month at most. In this month, apart from the time he spent with people in his circle, he and her probably only spent less than three or four days together. I thought there was no affection between the two of them, but she was willing to take care of him for so long last night, it seems that she still loves him very much.
"Get up, have you had breakfast?" Shi Yi came in with a bag of fresh ingredients, and bent down to change slippers at the door in front of him.
Duan Sijun stepped forward and put the ingredients on the table. For a moment, he felt that he and she had been a family for many years.
After changing his slippers, Shi Yi went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he passed by the table, he saw that the milk on it was untouched. When he glanced at the slightly messy quilt, he knew that he had just woken up. After leaving the bathroom, she pulled a clean tissue to wipe her hands, and took the cup of milk to the kitchen.
Duan Sijun blushed a little when he thought of what happened last night, but the girl looked calm and indifferent since she saw him, which seemed to show that he cared a lot. After brewing his emotions for a while, he calmed down completely and took the initiative to ask, "How can I help?"
"Not for now." Shi Yi scooped out the hot porridge in the pot, took out the milk that had been turned over, and took them out together.
"Does your headache hurt?" Duan Sijun heard her ask with concern.
"No." He shook his head. She took such good care of him last night that it was hard for him to have a headache.
"Eat something hot to warm your stomach first. Let's have hot pot at noon." Shi Yi took out a spoon from the cabinet under the dining table and placed it in the steaming porridge bowl, and took out a small jar of sugar, and said in a negotiating tone, "I don't know how sweet you like it, can you add it yourself?"
Steaming white porridge, white and tender milk, his wife looking at him gently, the warm sunshine shining in, the empty and tidy house, and a lively and cute child, isn't this the marriage life he longs for? Duan Sijun was immersed in reality and fantasy, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was in reality.
"Remember to eat it while it's hot." A gentle female voice fell from his ear, and his heart, which had been wandering, finally settled down.
He picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of hot porridge into his mouth, then looked up at the girl in the kitchen, who was sorting the purchased ingredients. The steaming fireworks day, at this moment, rose from her side.
Fireworks suddenly exploded in the empty space downstairs, and then returned to calm, suddenly reminding him of a fact that he almost forgot-today is New Year's Day. The beginning of the new year. Shi
Yi, who had already stewed the duck, turned around and began to wash the vegetables. Duan Sijun, who had finished breakfast, squeezed into the not-so-wide kitchen, and took a cherry tomato from the porcelain plate and stuffed it into his mouth.
"I haven't had time to wash it yet." The girl looked up at him and just discovered his stealing action. He walked behind the girl, gently hugged her always straight back, and said softly, "It's okay to eat something dirty." He himself may not have realized that he always had a little childishness when facing her.
Duan's family.
"Where has that brat Duan Sijun gone?" Most of Duan's hair has turned gray, and his face is full of traces of wind and frost. The majesty of a long-term superior makes him dare not be looked down upon even when he is wearing home clothes.
"It is normal for young people to play outside." Duan's mother, who is dressed up, walked out of the bedroom with a swing of her waist. Unlike her husband's aging, she looks like a woman in her early thirties at the same age.
People dress young, and their thoughts naturally become young. Unlike her husband's old-fashioned ideas, she often supports Duan Sijun to go out and see the world and make friends.
"Dressed up in a fancy way again." Duan's father's face was stern, and his tiger temper was about to break out.
His wife, who is so old, still wears heavy makeup like a little girl, which is annoying.
Duan's mother didn't want to be his punching bag, so she walked out the door with her small bag. She had made an appointment with her elder sisters to do her own big thing.
"How can the family look like a family? The son doesn't come home, and the old lady hangs out every day." Duan's father slapped the table heavily.
Never mind, this family is like this, no matter what he says or does, he can't save it. Instead of being angry with them, it's better to go back to work and make use of his remaining energy.
"Hey, Xiao Li, come to work later. Yes, I'm working overtime." He hung up the phone and turned to the bedroom. This home clothes is always not as comfortable as the clothes he usually wears.
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"Everything is ready, please take a seat." Shi Yi took the initiative to pull out a chair for Duan Sijuan.
On the dining table, the induction cooker was turned to the maximum power, and the small pot with a lid kept bubbling out heat and aroma. Meat dishes such as chicken intestines, chicken gizzards, mullet, beef, and large intestines were neatly arranged in small plates, and vegetables such as lettuce, lettuce, and Chinese cabbage were neatly arranged in baskets. The dipping saucers that had been prepared long ago were arranged in front of the two seats, waiting to be tasted.
"Thank you." Duan Sijuan, who participated in the preparation of ingredients for the first time, couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and wanted to taste her cooking.
"Wait..." Shi Yi stopped him from picking up the dishes.
"Hmm?" He looked up at her, his eyes full of confusion.
"Wait..." Shi Yi gently held his hands, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
When she came out again, she had a bottle of red wine and two clean wine glasses in her hands.
"Drink?" Duan Sijun was a little surprised. He was surprised at her romance. The
bright red wine swayed in the glass, and Shi Yi took the initiative to clink glasses with him, with a bright smile in her eyes, "To celebrate the first meal of the new year."
Duan Sijun took a sip politely, and then took the initiative to toast her, "Blessings for our new beginning in the new year." Blessings for my new beginning as well.
It's not that the wanderer doesn't want to stay, but he has never met someone who can make him stay. Fortunately, he has met someone now.
(End of this chapter)
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