Chapter 44 He was allowed to get a little closer to her world
In the spacious dining room.
A seat has been prepared for Jiang Zhi at the long table.
There is a suitable distance between each seat.
It doesn't seem alienating, yet still leaves everyone with some private space.
The Ming family’s dining habit is to eat separately.
In front of each person is a dish that suits their taste.
The servant gently placed the plate in front of Jiang Zhi and explained something.
"This is a nutritious meal that the young lady specifically ordered the kitchen to prepare, considering your stomach is not very good."
The dishes in front of me all look delicious.
The yam and pork ribs soup was stewed until milky white.
The steamed cod is so tender that you can squeeze out water from it.
Served with a small bowl of soft and sticky pumpkin porridge.
Light and easy to digest.
Jiang Zhi looked at the exquisitely presented food in front of him.
For him.
There has always been a distinction between food that can be eaten and food that cannot be eaten.
This way the food is tailored to his physical condition.
Too luxurious.
When Jiang Zhi picked up the chopsticks.
My hands were still shaking uncontrollably.
Mingzhu, who was not far away, was drinking soup in small sips.
The light fell on her long eyelashes.
It casts a beautiful shadow on the cheeks.
Mingzhu raised her head from the soup bowl.
He happened to see Jiang Zhi's gaze which he had not yet had time to look away.
Mingzhu smiled again and said, "Why, is it not to your taste? If you don't like it, you can ask the kitchen to make it again for you."
Jiang Zhi shook his head.
It was as if someone stuffed a ball of cotton soaked in warm water into my heart.
A tingling and sore feeling spread throughout the chest.
Then he heard his own hoarse voice, and replied softly and seriously: "I like it."
The moment these two words were spoken, it was like a floodgate was opened.
Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes and stared at the delicate pattern on the edge of the plate.
It turns out that in this world.
There are really people who care whether he likes it or not.
Mr. Ming and Uncle Zhou exchanged glances and remained silent tacitly.
In the study, wisps of sandalwood smoke slowly rose from the bronze incense burner.
Uncle Zhou gently placed the brewed teacup in front of Mr. Ming.
"Old man, are you really going to let Jiang Zhi stay with the young lady like this?"
Uncle Zhou finally couldn't help but ask.
"You've also read his medical report. If he accidentally hurts the young lady..."
Mr. Ming had read Jiang Zhi's information and subsequent medical reports a long time ago.
Anxiety disorders, borderline personality traits, and some post-traumatic stress disorder.
These diagnostic results also made him feel uneasy.
You can't just kill someone with one blow.
Old Master Ming picked up the teacup and took a sip, the fragrance of tea spreading between his lips and teeth.
"Old Zhou," Old Man Ming put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup touched the table, making a crisp sound.
"I think Zhuzhu is a very smart girl."
Let’s not talk about the fact that Mingzhu might really just want to support Jiang Zhi on a whim.
Uncle Zhou waited quietly for Mr. Ming to continue explaining.
"You should know how the ancients were able to tame a wild and ferocious wolf into an obedient and loyal domestic dog."
Uncle Zhou nodded.
It's nothing more than being imprisoned in a cage, with food and clothing as bait.
Day after day, all the wildness is worn away.
Until all the sharp teeth and claws become decorations.
"But humans are not wolves after all. Do you see that? That child has a stubborn spirit that would rather break than bend. Do you think he's a tough nut to crack?"
Mr. Ming suddenly smiled, cleared his throat and spoke again.
"Some people, the more you try to force them to be gay, the more they'll fight you to the bitter end."
Mr. Ming has seen countless people and saw through Jiang Zhi's true nature at a glance.
What's more, Jiang Zhineng has been guarding his paralyzed brother for ten years without leaving him.
How could such a character be so bad?
Uncle Zhou added some more tea to Mr. Ming's teacup.
Maybe Mingzhu will lose interest in Jiang Zhi after the novelty wears off.
But when a person has enough.
Sharing it with others would be fun for her.
"It's nice to have someone of the same age to accompany Zhuzhu."
Old Master Ming sighed softly, a hint of loneliness flashing in his eyes.
If his son and daughter-in-law were still alive.
Then at least a hundred years later there will be someone he can trust to continue protecting Mingzhu.
"While my old bones are still able to move, I must carefully examine that child."
"Don't say that, old man. You and the young lady are both blessed."
Uncle Zhou noticed that Mr. Ming was in a low mood, so he comforted him and changed the subject at the right time.
"By the way, there's news from Ah Xin that there seems to be some progress on the pocket watch issue."
"Oh?" Old Master Ming became interested and stopped worrying about it. "Did you find it?"
Uncle Zhou leaned forward slightly and shook his head: "We're still tracking it down, but it should be done soon."
Old Master Ming gently stroked the wall of the cup with his fingertips, with a deep look in his eyes.
Jiang Zhi came to the living room again.
He had already changed into the clothes Mingzhu had prepared for him.
The soft fabric hugged his tall frame.
I have to say that Jiang Zhi is a natural clothes hanger.
She had just finished a shower, her black hair hanging softly in front of her forehead.
Her face was flushed by the heat.
Even his lips, which had been pale for years, had a bit more color.
The gloomy and empty feeling in my body seemed to have faded a lot.
It looks a bit rare and soft.
Mingzhu looked at Jiang Zhi for a while, her eyebrows curved into crescents: "Not bad, very beautiful, it suits you."
After saying that, she patted the bag beside her and said, "I gave you a full set of electronic equipment. I didn't know what you liked, so you used the same ones as me."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Should I get you another desktop computer?"
After the word "same style" came out of Mingzhu's mouth.
There was a glimmer of light in Jiang Zhi's eyes.
Like a child who was suddenly given a candy.
“No need to prepare anything else…”
Jiang Zhi's Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, his throat felt a little tight, and he made his first request.
"Can I eat the same meal as you every day?"
Mingzhu looked at him for a moment, then chuckled and nodded in agreement: "Sure."
These three words fell lightly and casually.
But it made Jiang Zhi's heart tingle slightly.
He was not rejected.
That secret joy in my heart.
No matter what, I can't suppress it.
It was as if he was allowed to.
A little bit closer to her world.
Mingzhu yawned lazily, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She waved her hand and said, "Then I'm going to sleep. You should get some rest too."
Jiang Zhi nodded quietly and watched her figure disappear around the corner of the stairs.
Back in the room, he just picked up the old black coat.
Then he put it down again and walked into the locker room.
Jiang Zhi hesitated for a while, but still put on a new black hooded jacket.
After putting on the hat, he lowered the brim.
Under the moonlight, a dark shadow walked out of the door and blended into the night.
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