Looking at each other, the eyes of the two became more and more intense, and their emotions became stronger and stronger.
Zhang Xuan said slowly, "Long time no see."
"Yes. Wenhui responded.
Zhang Xuan took a step closer and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Yes." Wen Hui hummed again.
Staring at the face that made him think about it day and night, at a certain moment, the old man stretched out his hand to help her straighten her ears and hair, one by one, one bunch after another, the process was slow but full of affection .
Wen Hui just watched him quietly without hiding.
It took a lot of effort to put the fine hair behind the ear, Zhang Xuan moved his right hand slowly, down the ear, and then covered her face completely, and said softly: "Wenhui, I miss you."
Wen Hui, who had been keeping calm all this time, heard this almost silent murmur, her heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, her eyelids were restrained, and she almost lost her composure...
At this moment, it seems that the earth no longer rotates, the world has no color, and nature no longer has a sound.
Wen Huifu, who was in a stalemate for a long time before regaining his composure, closed his eyes again, looked at his clothes and asked, "Your coat is a little wet, take it off."
"Eh..., good."
Zhang Xuan put down the umbrella, put the gift by the door, and while taking off his spring coat, he muttered and complained: "It's okay in the morning, but the wind outside at noon is too strong, and I dare not open the umbrella."
Wen Hui smiled knowingly, bent down to find a pair of new cotton from the shoe box by the door and dragged them out, unpacked the outer packaging, and put the shoes in front of him: "Your cousin prepared these for your father, but he I have been busy with work and have been here before, you are about the same height, try it, it should be suitable.
Zhang Xuan put his feet in, stepped on the ground, squeezed his toes, and said with satisfaction: "It's good, it's good." Wen Hui looked at it carefully, and after seeing that the shoes fit him, she asked concerned, "Are you hungry?" ?”. Zhang Xuan blurted out: "Hungry, I haven't eaten your food for a long time. This time, I gave up breakfast in order to eat more." Hearing these words full of lovesickness, Wenhui fell silent, lowered her head and took care of the umbrella After giving the gift, she went into the bathroom to wash her hands, then came to the coffee table, took a clean cup, and quietly poured him a cup of tea. Passing the tea to him, Wen Hui slightly looked up into his eyes and said, "There is more I haven't cooked two dishes, if you're hungry, eat some mutton to pad your stomach first.” Zhang Xuan took the white porcelain cup, took a sip of tea and asked; “What are the other two dishes?” “Spring bamboo shoots and tofu, you I didn't cook until people came, for fear that the food would lose its taste when it got cold.” After that, Wen Hui went to the bedroom closet to find a long coat for him. After staring at the khaki spring coat in front of him for a while, Zhang Xuan Nadi asked, "This, is this women's clothing?" Seeing his gloomy face, Wenhui pouted slightly, and tried not to smile: "You should be able to wear the knee-covering long style that my cousin bought." Zhang Xuan didn't move. Wenhui said: "I picked a new one on purpose." Zhang Xuan was still unmoved. Wenhui said: "It's spring, and it's easy to catch a cold. Zhang Xuan interrupted her: "It's not yours." Wenhui was gentle Said: "You can't wear mine." Seeing her insistence, Zhang Xuan took the clothes and put them on his body without a word, and he didn't forget to complain when he was done: "You really don't live up to it, it would be great if you grow 10 centimeters longer. Wen Hui turned a deaf ear to his words, and after wandering his eyes for a while, she turned and went to the kitchen. Seeing her calm appearance, Zhang Xuan was really confused, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhao Lei: Go buy me a coat. Zhao Lei replied in seconds: Received. Putting away the phone, Zhang Xuan, who was a little dry mouthed, wandered around the living room with a teacup in his arms. Seeing her cousin put mutton in a bowl as soon as she came in, Yuan Mei asked in a low voice, "Are you giving this to him?" Wen Hui hummed. Yuan Mei tentatively asked: "He didn't come here for breakfast?" Wen Hui replied ambiguously: "I don't know, he just said he was a little hungry." Yuan Mei carefully observed her cousin for a while, and immediately guessed the whole story: "Did you keep avoiding him and made him anxious? That's why you came here hungry?" Wen Hui didn't reply, and concentrated on picking lean mutton from the hot pot. Seeing this, Yuan Mei asked: "He doesn't eat fat?" Wen Hui shook his head, "No, he doesn't eat skin." Yuan Mei was speechless: "Mutton doesn't eat skin, and the taste is half less, so he can't eat it?" Wen Hui smiled slightly : "Go and tell him, he doesn't even eat the skin when he eats meat." Yuan Mei was speechless, and wanted to ask, how do you know so clearly? Picked half a bowl of lean meat, and poured it into the bowl After scooping up some soup, Wen Hui served with chopsticks...
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