His plan of playing the opponent’s trick failed, and was discovered by his beloved, so he was afraid that it would disgust her.
Zhong Yuxiu went downstairs again and looked at Yan Rushan who looked dejected. She pursed her lips. Since they met, she had never seen him so helpless and depressed.
Yan Rushan looked at the shoes that suddenly appeared in front of him, raised his head to look, and stood up suddenly.
"Xiu'er, I'm sorry, I did something wrong."
"Now I know I was wrong." His eyes were cold, and the people he looked at felt a chill in their hearts.
Yan Rushan's eyes froze, and he nodded blankly, "It's my fault. I should have told you directly. We are boyfriend and girlfriend, and we are about to spend our lives together. We shouldn't hide anything, and even resort to trickery..."
"Alright." She rolled her eyes at him, but her heart finally softened. "I've always believed that men and women should be honest with each other. Hiding a lot might be tolerable at first, but what about over time? Can the relationship between us withstand the wear and tear of time?"
cannot.
One or two days, maybe not one or two months, but what about one or two years, ten or twenty years?
It’s scary to think about it. Not to mention trusting each other, I’m afraid that in the end they will become enemies; from loving each other to being suspicious of each other, and finally getting divorced, they will have no intersection from then on and become two parallel lines.
"Yuxiu, I will tell you the first time if anything happens in the future; you have to tell me if you have any problems, and you can't keep them in your heart. We have to live a good life." Only by being honest and tolerant of each other can we go a long way.
At this moment, his mind was clear and his thinking was active. Yan Rushan took into account everything that might happen in the future.
"Now you finally understand." He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Promise me, Comrade Zhong Yuxiu." Holding her hand, Yan Rushan subconsciously tightened it, his eyes determined.
Sensing his nervousness, Zhong Yuxiu nodded and said, "You must keep your word. It won't be so easy for you to plot against me again in the future."
"No."
Zhong Yuxiu smiled slightly, and Yan Rushan's heart relaxed. "Yuxiu, Xiu'er, you are so kind."
"No, you can like it?"
"You're right, all right." He smiled on his handsome face and was reluctant to let go of her hand.
Zhong Yuxiu shrank back and said, "Hurry up and get some hot water to warm your hands and feet. You've brought this upon yourself. Don't think I'll feel bad for you."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." The smile in Yan Rushan's eyes faded. He let go of her hand and turned to go to the bathroom. He took the foot bath basin to the kitchen, got some hot water, and then filled a washbasin with some hot water to warm his hands and feet.
While soaking, Yan Rushan did not forget to look up and smile at her, "Yuxiu, do you think this is okay?"
"Okay, keep it warm. Your hand is not a hand anymore, it's a lump of ice." At least he gave him a good look, and Yan Rushan was satisfied.
Goudan made some ginger tea and brought it over, stuffing it straight in front of Yan Rushan.
Yan Rushan subconsciously continued, "Thank you, Goudan, Yuxiu, and thank you too."
Without her words, Goudan would definitely ignore him; let alone ginger tea, there wouldn't even be a cup of hot water.
"Drink it quickly, the cold air entering your body is no joke." He dared to gamble in such a cold day. I don't know what to say to him. He is obviously a steady person, but he made a bad move.
"good."
Yan Rushan blew on it, and when the temperature was right, he tilted his head back and took a sip.
"Cough cough cough..." Rapid and violent coughing, accompanied by nausea.
It was fine when I first drank it, but once it entered my stomach, the salty taste was like an overturned salt shaker; the saltiness spread from my mouth, tongue, throat to my stomach.
"What's wrong?" Yuxiu bent down slightly and asked in confusion.
The deep eyes beneath his eyelids flickered, and Yan Rushan waved his hand, "It's okay, I drank too fast."
Goudan was deliberately trying to deal with him, and he knew that Goudan was not a simple robot; look at his method, he was so miserable that he couldn't say anything. If he said it, he didn't know how he would be punished in the future. The key point was that he couldn't fight back. Goudan was Yuxiu's robot, so what could he do if he fought back?
Yan Rushan knew all this, so he didn't tell the story.
As Goudan's chip was running, he was secretly happy. This was his retribution for using robots.
"I'm glad you're okay. The ginger tea does taste a bit strong." Since they didn't say anything, she didn't ask. After all, it was their business.
Goudan took the bowl and went back to the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a bowl of hot noodle soup.
"Take your time soaking in the soaking water. I'm going to have breakfast. By the way, have you had breakfast?" It's already eight o'clock. If he hasn't eaten after standing outside for so long, then he really has great willpower.
"I ate here. My mom got up early to cook."
Zhong Yuxiu nodded and went to the dining room. She finished her noodles and drank the soup, feeling barely 80% full.
At this moment, Yan Rushan warmed his hands and feet, his complexion warmed up, his lips were no longer purple, but had blood color; he poured out the water in the washbasin and foot basin, washed himself and put them back in the bathroom, then came out and said.
"Yuxiu, I'm fine now. Can we go now?"
"Okay."
Zhong Yuxiu stood up and said to Goudan, "Thank you for your hard work, Goudan. Please clean up the table and the kitchen. You don't have to cook for lunch or dinner."
“Ding ding ding.”
Goudan responded and took the dishes to the kitchen, while Zhong Yuxiu was pulled out of the house by Yan Rushan; the snowflakes were small, just some scattered snowflakes, not as cold as Yan Rushan's, but cold enough.
We braved the wind and snow to arrive at Yan's house, and Old Man Yan greeted us with a smile.
"Yuxiu is here! It's freezing outside, why don't you have an umbrella? You girls should take care of yourselves. When the weather gets cold, you should keep warm. Melted snow turns into water, which can be damp. You should take care of yourself. Don't be like me. I'm old and have all kinds of health problems."
Yan Hejun nodded at them calmly, "Sit down."
Yan Rushan turned around and closed the door to block out the wind and snow outside, then took Zhong Yuxiu's hand and sat down on the sofa.
"Are you cold? I'll get you some water to warm you up."
"I'm not cold, I don't need to warm myself up. I just had breakfast and I'm warm now." Zhong Yuxiu shook her head and looked at Yan Guofeng and his son. They were playing chess; not Go, but Xiangqi. "Hello, Grandpa Yan, hello, Uncle Yan, sorry to bother you."
Yan Guofeng turned his head and smiled, his face easygoing. "Don't bother me. We have to celebrate the New Year too, and we still have to prepare the things. Your presence will make the house more lively. Otherwise, these two boys, one is taciturn and the other is too lively, and they just watch him act silly all day long."
"Grandpa, you're saying bad things about me again." Yan Ruhai walked over, holding two steaming hot cups. It was obvious that they were filled with hot water. "Sister-in-law, brother, Mom asked me to bring them here. Sister-in-law, you just came here, drink something hot to warm yourself up."
"Okay, thank you Xiaohai, and thank you auntie." Zhong Yuxiu took it.
Yan Rushan also took it and placed it on the coffee table, without any intention of drinking it. He sat sideways next to Yuxiu and asked, "Do you want to go to the kitchen?"
"Okay." She put the cup of water she had just taken back on the coffee table.
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