Goodnight, Mengmeng.
"I love you," Liu Qingmeng said shyly.
"I love you too."
Wang Xinghe waited for a while and found that Liu Qingmeng hadn't come out. It seemed that her stomach was fine, so he lay down to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Wang Xinghe heard the sound of doors opening and closing.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Liu Qingmeng clutching her stomach as she went to the bathroom.
"Mengmeng, does your stomach hurt?"
"It's nothing, just a little bit. How did you wake up? I didn't open the door very loudly."
"Wait here, I'll go make you some brown sugar water."
"It's okay, you have class tomorrow, go to sleep, it doesn't hurt too much."
Wang Xinghe had already sat up.
Do you have any brown sugar at home?
"I don't think so. I basically don't drink brown sugar water."
"I'll go buy it for you now."
"It's past one o'clock now, and the supermarkets outside have been closed for a long time."
"Isn't there a convenience store right outside? Don't worry about it, I'll go buy it for you right now."
"Really, you don't need to. I'm used to the pain. It's too cold outside now, and your clothes are too thin. You'll easily catch a cold."
However, Wang Xinghe ignored Liu Qingmeng's advice and went downstairs after getting dressed.
"It's snowing in Kyoto."
For Wang Xinghe, who lives in the south, snow has been a luxury for the past ten years or so. But unexpectedly, the first snow in Kyoto appeared silently before his eyes in the early morning.
"Mengmeng, it's snowing, isn't it beautiful?"
When she heard her phone ring, Liu Qingmeng felt that her hands and feet were ice-cold and her face was completely bloodless.
"Why is it so cold tonight?" Liu Qingmeng turned on the heating in the living room.
She saw the message Wang Xinghe sent her.
"No wonder, it's snowing." Liu Qingmeng muttered.
"Come back quickly, drive carefully, the road is slippery."
"Mengmeng, aren't you excited?"
"Is it because of the snow? It seems like it snowed a bit late this year."
"Yeah, it's snowing! Don't you think it's especially beautiful?"
"That's true. You're from the north, so you must see snow every year."
"Hmm, is this the first time baby has seen snow?"
"Yes, this is the first time I've ever seen snow in my life."
"Has the baby come back yet? If he doesn't come back soon, your Mengmeng will be in so much pain."
Seeing that Liu Qingmeng was in so much pain, Wang Xinghe didn't dare to delay any longer.
"I'll be right back. I'm already on my way back."
When Wang Xinghe returned and opened the door, a blast of cold air blew in, causing Liu Qingmeng's curled-up body to shiver.
"Mengmeng, how are you?"
"It seems colder now, so I turned on the heater."
"Okay, you sit here, I'll go make you some brown sugar water."
Wang Xinghe opened the brown sugar he had bought, went to boil water, and Liu Qingmeng, wrapped in a blanket, lay on the sofa.
Soon, Wang Xinghe brought a bowl of brown sugar water into the living room.
"Mengmeng, how are you? Come and drink some brown sugar water. You're like this, and I'm going to buy some brown sugar, but you won't let me."
"I don't want to do it, it's so cold."
"Okay, then come sit a little closer, I'll feed you, okay?"
"Mmm, baby, it's so good to have you."
Wang Xinghe put it to his lips and blew on it to test the temperature.
"Come on, Mengmeng, it's not hot anymore, drink up."
The bowl of brown sugar water was quickly emptied, and Liu Qingmeng's face finally regained some color.
Are you feeling better?
"Mmm, much better, thank you, baby."
Liu Qingmeng moved closer to Wang Xinghe, and Wang Xinghe put his hand inside Liu Qingmeng's blanket.
"Baby, what are you doing? I'm on my period, you can't."
"What are you thinking about? Let me rub your tummy, don't cover it with your hand."
"Okay, go ahead and massage it."
Liu Qingmeng immediately lowered her head. How embarrassing! She actually said such a thing. He never touches her when she's normal. How could he possibly be fighting so fiercely at this moment?
"Go to sleep if you want, you have class tomorrow."
"Okay." Liu Qingmeng adjusted her position and lay down in Wang Xinghe's arms.
After Liu Qingmeng fell asleep, Wang Xinghe yawned, carried her back to the bedroom, and covered her with a blanket.
"Goodnight, Mengmeng." Wang Xinghe leaned down and kissed Liu Qingmeng's forehead.
Liu Qingmeng had a sweet smile on her face; she must have been having a good dream.
The next morning, after waking up, Wang Xinghe went to the balcony.
Everything in sight was white, the earth had changed color overnight, prompting Wang Xinghe to take out his phone and snap a few photos.
Anyone can reach out and touch the snow on the balcony, hold the snow in their hand, it's very cold.
"Go make breakfast for Mengmeng. I wonder what we have at home."
When Wang Xinghe opened the refrigerator, he was a little shocked. Last time he came, the refrigerator was empty, but this time it was fully stocked with everything.
Are they cooking at home now?
When Liu Qingmeng woke up, she saw Wang Xinghe busy in the kitchen.
Liu Qingmeng didn't say anything, but hugged Wang Xinghe from behind.
This startled Wang Xinghe. After a moment, he realized that it was Liu Qingmeng behind him.
"Mengmeng, why do you walk so quietly? You suddenly hugged me and startled me."
"Baby, you're so good to me! You got up so early to make me breakfast. I'm so touched!"
"Okay, Mengmeng, breakfast will be ready soon. Let go of my hand now."
"I don't want to, I want to hold you a little longer."
"Alright, Mengmeng, be a good girl, go wash up and eat, you have class later."
"Okay, once I start class, I won't see the baby all day again. Why don't you move in with me?"
"If I live with you, what will happen to Shishi?"
"Okay, I'm going to wash up now."
After Liu Qingmeng finished washing up, Wang Xinghe had already brought breakfast to the table.
"Are you and Shishi learning to cook? Why are there so many ingredients in the refrigerator?"
"Yes, is that not allowed?"
"So how's your learning going? I'll come and check on your progress another day."
"Oh? You want some too?"
"Yes, is that not allowed?"
"Yes, of course! I'm a really good cook! Much better than yours!"
"Then I'm even more looking forward to Chef Su cooking for me. How about next week?"
"Next week? Is it that urgent?"
"Didn't you say you cook much better than me? I'm definitely eager to try it. You haven't learned yet, have you?"
"How could that be? I'm an amazing cook now!"
"Okay, come on, Mengmeng. I made this soy milk especially for you. It's red date soy milk. Drink it while it's hot."
"Thank you, baby. But what if—and I mean just what if—it doesn't taste good, or it doesn't suit your taste? What then?"
"Probably not, I'm not a picky eater. Could it be that Mengmeng has never cooked before?"
"Yes, I have. Shishi and I have been cooking every day lately, and it's so delicious that we don't want to order takeout anymore!"
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