Late at night, Song Xici stood at the door of Mu Wenxi's room. After a long while, she went in. Ever since that incident, she had always kept the night light on and never closed the door.
Looking at the sleeping face in front of him, Song Xici reached out and gently brushed the hair on her forehead, leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead, and said in an almost inaudible voice, "Sister, can you please not be with other people?"
The voice sounded aggrieved and choked with emotion.
I pulled the blanket up for her, wondering when she would notice.
In the morning, Mu Wenxi woke up to find Song Xici busy in the kitchen.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around: "Awake? The porridge is ready, would you like some?"
Mu Wenxi: "Okay, it smells delicious. When will you teach me how to cook? I want to learn to cook too."
Song Xici: "Anytime is fine. When are you free?"
Mu Wenxi: "I'm free today, so I'll leave work early. Can you teach me tonight?"
Song Xici: "Okay, then I'll go buy groceries this afternoon."
Mu Wenxi: "I don't need to buy too much. How about I learn to make sweet and sour pork?"
Song Xici: "Okay, I'll teach you."
In the afternoon, after finishing her work, Song Xici went to the market to buy fresh ingredients and drove to wait at the entrance of Mu Wenxi's company.
As soon as Mu Wenxi stepped out of the company, he saw a familiar car: "Have you been waiting long?"
Song Xici fastened her seatbelt: "No, I just arrived."
Mu Wenxi seemed to have caught him red-handed: "You can't lie, or your nose will grow longer."
Song Xici stubbornly refused to admit it, but his flushed face betrayed him.
"The groceries have been bought."
Mu Wenxi reached out and turned on the radio, and a pleasant melody filled the car.
The two returned home one after the other.
Mu Wenxi put down her handbag, and Song Xici took out the prepared ingredients.
"How to make sweet and sour pork?"
"OK".
Song Xici took out the pork tenderloin, placed it on the cutting board, and said to Mu Wenxi beside him, "Marinate the meat first. You can pound the pork tenderloin, cut it into pieces, and sprinkle some salt and pepper on it."
Mu Wenxi: "Let me give it a try."
She was holding the kitchen knife, unsure of what to do. Just as she was about to look up, Song Xici reached behind her and grabbed her hand holding the knife.
When Mu Wenxi looked up, he could see Song Xici's chin, unaware that Song Xici's face was already bright red.
The two were pressed close together, and the masculine scent wafted over them, but Mu Wenxi didn't dislike it.
Holding her small hand in his large one, the two of them cut meat together, Mu Wenxi looking a little nervous.
After sprinkling some salt and pepper on the meat, Song Xici picked up a small piece of ginger and slowly began to slice it.
"Be careful not to cut your hand."
"Filter the egg whites."
Mu Wenxi: "Finally, I've found something I can do."
She finished preparing the egg whites and looked up. Song Xici smiled at her and said, "Well done."
"Then what?"
"Put the sliced ginger on the meat, add a little water, knead the meat and squeeze it to mix the water and meat, then add egg white and salt."
How much water should I add?
Song Xici: "A few spoonfuls".
Mu Wenxi added some water to the bowl carefully: "Is that enough? Is that enough?"
That's enough.
"What's next?"
"Next is to mix the flour. About a big bowl of flour, a small bowl of potato starch, and a spoonful of baking powder. Add water and stir well. Coat the chopped meat with the flour mixture."
Wen Xi added flour as Xi Ci instructed, stirred it with a mixing stick, then washed her hands and coated each piece of meat with flour.
Is this correct?
Song Xici added some water for her: "That's it."
Seeing a speck of flour on the other person's face, he reached out and wiped it away, causing Mu Wenxi to freeze instantly.
She pretended not to care and continued to coat the meat with flour.
Seeing that Mu Wenxi's side was almost done, he picked up the pot and slowly heated it, then poured in the oil: "Once it's done, heat the oil in the pot, then put the meat coated in flour into the pot to fry. The oil temperature doesn't need to be too high."
Wen Xi handed the meat over.
Xi Ci took the meat and instructed her, "Keep it away from the oil or it will splatter. Once it's fried, take it out of the oil."
Mu Wenxi: "There are so many steps involved."
Song Xici: "Finally, let's make the sweet and sour sauce. Add an appropriate amount of tomato sauce, stir-fry over low heat, and then add white vinegar, white sugar, and salt."
Song Xici reported that Mu Wenxi handed him a condiment, showing perfect understanding.
Song Xici: "It's done."
Mu Wenxi: "Wow, this looks really good."
Song Xici picked up a piece with his chopsticks, blew on it, and handed it to Wen Xi's lips: "Try it."
Mu Wenxi swallowed it in one gulp, chewed it, and Xi Ci picked up a piece with the chopsticks they had just used to try it.
"It's so delicious, it's great!"
"If only I could win your heart through your stomach," Song Xici thought to himself.
The two of them fed each other, taking turns feeding each other.
Mu Wenxi: "It's delicious."
Song Xici looked at her tenderly: "Then I'll make it for you again next time."
New Year's Day arrived quickly, and Mu Wenxi had a three-day holiday, suggesting that we go out and have fun together.
She looked at the guidebook: "Where should we go?"
Three days isn't actually that long.
Song Xici: "Would you like to go to my hometown? It's a small mountain village with great air quality."
Looking at the expectant look in the other person's eyes, Mu Wenxi said, "Okay, okay, go ahead."
The two bought train tickets and boarded the train for several hours.
I thought I could just take the high-speed train and get there in no time.
Song Xici suddenly made a rare request: "Our daily lives are already fast-paced enough, how about we take the old-fashioned green train instead? We can read books on the train."
Mu Wenxi naturally agreed, patting his head: "Of course you can."
Song Xici lowered his head and scrolled through his phone to buy tickets. He just wanted to spend more time with the other person; what was wrong with that?
The two bought seats next to each other.
Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Song Xici suddenly felt a little sleepy.
"I'm a little sleepy and want to take a nap."
Mu Wenxi: "Then you should go to sleep."
Song Xici slowly rested her head on Mu Wenxi's shoulder, and when she found that the other person did not move away, she moved over to find a more comfortable position.
Mu Wenxi also took a thin blanket out of his bag and covered him with it.
The middle-aged woman across from them had a very gossipy look in her eyes, shifting back and forth between the two of them.
Soon after, Song Xici woke up and saw Wen Xi watching a video: "Are your shoulders tired?"
Wen Xi: "No, it's alright."
The middle-aged woman across from me couldn't contain her curiosity any longer and asked in a very good-natured way, "Are you two little kids on a trip?"
Mu Wenxi: "Yes, let's go visit his hometown."
The older woman said, "You two are a couple, aren't you? You look so well-matched."
Mu Wenxi and Song Xici exchanged a glance, both seeing love in each other's eyes. Neither of them objected. Song Xici's ears had turned red without her realizing it, and she kept pinching her nose.
Mu Wenxi leaned against his shoulder and took his hand, knowing that he was shy.
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