Ke Meiyu decisively and extravagantly purchased a set of kitchen utensils, along with a full range of seasonings.
Hearing Ying Yan's footsteps as he returned, she suddenly deactivated the formation, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of various kinds of roasted meat.
Ying Yan pushed open the door and walked in. He sniffed, then immediately turned around and closed the door. He took off his hat and put it on the cabinet by the door. After washing his hands, he surrounded Ke Meiyu, first hugging her and giving her a big kiss, then laughing and saying, "People with wives are so lucky. They get delicious food as soon as they get home."
“When I was in the army, even though I was always hungry and could never get full, the food in the mess hall was really bad. As soon as I entered the room, I could smell the smell and my stomach would be half full instantly.”
Seeing him smiling as he reminisced about the past, Ke Meiyu handed him a plate of freshly grilled meat.
Since kitchen utensils can't be taken out openly, she asked the kitchen for a wire mesh and started grilling things at their homes. Besides plain meat skewers, she also grilled garlic cloves, garlic eggplant, green beans, bell peppers, mushroom and meat skewers, bean curd sheets with vegetables and meat, and of course, her favorite steamed buns!
Although the August heat made them both sweat profusely while eating barbecue indoors, the deliciousness was irresistible.
With the fire blazing, they grilled and ate as they went, and soon finished off a basket of skewers.
At that moment, as if they had just taken a hot bath, they opened the window, and the cool breeze made them squint in comfort.
Ke Meiyu was drinking water from a mug by the window, while the man, wearing a black tank top, was neatly packing his things. The setting sun left only a sliver of light, and a faint happiness, like the tides at the beach, lapped against her in layers with a lingering force.
Wasn't Ying Yan the same?
After tidying up, as night deepened, he pulled her into his arms. She was warm, soft, and fragrant; he could never love her enough.
"Taro," he murmured, nuzzling her neck, savoring her smooth, soft skin, "these past few days have felt like a dream, so unreal."
Upon hearing his words, Ke Meiyu's face darkened. At first, she could still reply with the same emotion, but every time she replied, the result was that they ended up in bed. This sentence became his opening line for proposing love.
She sneered and pinched the inside of his arm without any politeness. She heard the man gasp in response and snort, "Does it hurt this much in a dream?"
“Hey, this dream is pretty real,” Ying Yan nodded in agreement, “I feel like I can’t let this sweet dream go to waste…”
Ke Meiyu stared wide-eyed at the man, "I've noticed you're becoming more and more shameless!"
Ying Yan laughed, swallowing her surprise, and whispered, "I have even more shameless tricks up my sleeve. Want to see them?"
It was midnight again, and Ke Meiyu was tossing and turning under the red blankets. She lazily squinted as Ying Yan silently fetched water to wash her. "You're just going to keep torturing me. Do you even have the energy for this during the day? As a former king of soldiers, doesn't anyone challenge you?"
After getting ready, Ying Yan got into bed, put his arm around her, and chuckled softly, "Are you complaining that I didn't put in enough effort to satisfy you?"
“You,” Ke Meiyu glared at him and spat at him softly, “when I first met you, you were such a proper young man.”
“If I were to get serious right now, you’d better examine your own charm,” he said, giving her another affectionate kiss. “If I remember correctly, who was it that stood in my way, insisting on getting married?”
"Hmm?" Ke Meiyu suddenly rolled over and lay on top of him, her eyes gleaming with joy: "You remembered?"
Ying Yan tucked her stray hairs behind her ear, nodded, and kissed her several times. "Of course, I can't bear to lose any of the little moments we've shared. That wouldn't be fair to you."
“We spend so much time together, and the memories from the past are coming back little by little.”
“However,” he said with some guilt, “my original name was Ying Yan, but because of a family emergency, I temporarily took my mother’s surname and was given the name Qin Yuanjiu.”
“I didn’t mean to hide it, but things at home have already been settled, and I didn’t want you to worry about it, so I haven’t told you.”
Ke Meiyu nodded, because she was lucky and had a lucky life, so it wasn't too strange for her to encounter this kind of name clash.
But the name Ying Yan had a great impact on her. She was still a little dazed, as if she were still in a dream, or as if she was getting used to Ying Yan and Qin Yuanjiu becoming one. It was a little awkward, but she adapted quite well.
Seeing the woman in his arms fall asleep, looking slightly tired, Ying Yan couldn't help but kiss her gently again, gazing greedily at her sleeping face.
It would be incredibly difficult to openly and honestly rekindle our relationship under my own name.
Ying Yan knew her very well and could clearly sense her struggles recently. It was then that he realized they needed a catalyst to take things further. Moreover, if they were to be honest with each other and Yu'er discovered that he was actually Ying Yan, not Qin Yuanjiu, then a catastrophe would definitely await him.
So he's taken a risky move, but it seems the crisis is over and the two are living a shameless life together.
It was worth it for him to have been a vegetarian for more than half a year, almost making him sick.
Thinking back to their past life, ever since he was consumed by jealousy and took advantage of her life-saving grace to make her repay him with her body, every time they met was like a world war, and they were never able to get along so peacefully.
She would often say or do things that drove him crazy, constantly testing his patience and driving him to the brink of madness.
"Yu'er, if you're content with your current life, then I'll always just be Ying Yan from the 1970s, never having entered your dreams, never having experienced the ten years of the apocalypse with you," he sighed inwardly.
Ke Meiyu slept soundly until dawn, feeling a bit sore all over, but mentally she felt very refreshed.
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