"Oh no, why did they poison me and make me mute?"
After speaking, Lin Xihe's slender fingers unconsciously touched her fair neck.
When Ji Zhuo mentioned poisoning, she was genuinely frightened. After all, before Ji Zhuo lost his memory, he was a ruthless character who could easily poison her with fruit.
"Be gentler in the future. No woman is as fierce as you, always so fierce." Ji Zhuo scolded softly, but his eyes held a hint of doting affection.
"Mind your own business."
Lin Xihe immediately stood up.
The rain outside was still pouring down like a waterfall.
As soon as she opened the door, a biting chill rushed in. There wasn't even an umbrella in the house, so Lin Xihe braved the rain and ran to the stove across the street.
Ji Zhuo gently pushed open the window and stood by it. The cool autumn wind, carrying fine autumn rain, rushed towards him, but he seemed unaware of it. His gaze was only quietly fixed on Lin Xihe, who was busy at the stove.
After a night of fierce wind and rain, there was very little dry firewood left in the house.
Lin Xihe squatted in front of the stove, her slender fingers rummaging through the pile of firewood for a long time before finally finding a few clumps of firewood that could barely be used to start a fire. After a lot of trouble, she finally managed to get the fire going in the stove.
As soon as the fire started, she rushed out of the house into the rain to the well. Her slender figure looked thin and helpless in the wind and rain.
As Ji Zhuo gazed at Lin Xihe, who was so busy and running around, a strange, indescribable feeling of heartache slowly welled up in his heart.
Before long, Lin Xihe cracked two eggs into the leftover vegetable porridge from last night, ladled out two bowls, and braved the rain to return to the house.
After she returned to the room, Ji Zhuo had already moved the table to the bedside, and the matching stools had also been neatly moved there. In this way, the two of them could eat together.
The two sat facing each other, eating steaming hot vegetable porridge. Ji Zhuo's eyes kept involuntarily fixed on Lin Xihe, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, his smile full of a tenderness that even he himself did not realize.
"What are you laughing about?" Lin Xihe keenly noticed his unusual expression, stopped what she was doing, and asked in confusion.
"I don't know." Ji Zhuo replied subconsciously, but the smile on his lips remained.
"I have food stuck in my teeth?"
Lin Xihe grew increasingly suspicious, then quickly licked her teeth with her tongue to confirm before saying, "There's no food."
Ji Zhuo stared at her, momentarily stunned.
Oh, no, I mean I was speechless!
"Are you really that indifferent to your image?"
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