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Mu Zijin didn¡¯t say anything, and he didn¡¯t say anything about his name. He turned away and ignored his gradually warming eyes, and looked up at the street not far away.
There are still so many cars and people are still so lively, but her heart is desolate. Her future seems to be getting more and more gloomy. When will her sunshine come?
After thinking wildly for a moment, the mobile phone in her bag suddenly rang. She took it out and saw that it was Xiao Xiang. She answered the call. Xiao Xiang kept asking her where she was and who she was with. His tone was like It's the same as for a child who doesn't understand.
Ming Ke finally couldn't help but smile slightly. That smile was soft and casual. Mu Zijin, who was sitting aside, saw it inadvertently, and his eyes darkened again. The corners of her lips raised as he stared at her disappeared after a while. He smiled faintly, and for a moment he didn't know what he was thinking.
Mingke told Xiao Xiang that she was not with Bei Mingxun, but with Mu Zijin. Xiao Xiang became a little embarrassed again. He hoped that she would be with Bei Mingxun, and thought Mu Zijin was not bad either.
Not knowing what she said, Mingke hurriedly hung up the phone. Just when he hung up, the clerk happened to bring over the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
Mu Zijin has never eaten preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but he has never eaten rice grains so big and uneven at all. Even the slices of meat and preserved eggs are one big and one small. Is such a rough thing really edible?
Looking at the porridge that Mingke brought him, he hesitated a little.
But Mingke ignored him. She was in such a bad mood tonight, and she didn't have much fondness for Mu Zijin subconsciously. It was good that she was willing to say a few words to him occasionally.
I took a spoon to spoon the porridge, and I didn¡¯t know what I was thinking. Before the porridge had cooled down, I swallowed it in one mouthful.
When Mu Zijin turned to look at her, he saw that her features were tangled together due to the burns. He quickly took a tissue and brought it to her lips. His voice was softer than before: "Even if you are really hungry, you still have to do it." Eat it after it's cool, you deserve to suffer in such a hurry."
Although they are not nice words, the care in the words can still be heard.
She didn't know when this man started to be nice to her, but at this moment, she really felt a little warmth on him. This warmth came after she was riddled with wounds by Bei Mingye. , suddenly magnified infinitely.
"What? What's wrong with you?" Seeing that she kept staring at him without even blinking, he lowered his eyes, suddenly came closer to her, and whispered: "Did you find that I'm cooler than that guy Bei Mingye?" nice?"
It was just a joke to make her happy. He has never had the experience of coaxing a girl at this age. What's more, he is not a talkative person in the first place. That is to say, these two times he and Ming Ke were short-lived. When we get along, we talk more.
He didn¡¯t expect that when he said these words, the girl¡¯s face suddenly turned pale again. In one sentence, she was no longer willing to say a word to him.
Stir-fried snails, bean curd macaroni, and salt-and-pepper pork ribs were served one by one, but Mingke only ate a little of each, but she basically ate half of the pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
Looking at the table full of dishes, she held her chopsticks but was unwilling to touch any plate. Mu Zijin stared at her and asked, "Are you full?"
She nodded, but was unwilling to put down her chopsticks: "There are so many more, it's a pity to have them left."
Mu Zijin was slightly startled, looked at her, and then at the dishes on the table, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
She was full, but she didn't want to waste it In fact, he didn't even touch the bowl of porridge on his table. If he was asked to eat the messy dishes on the table, he doubted whether he would run to the bathroom tonight. collapse.
Mingke suddenly looked up at him, her pink lips moved slightly, her voice was muffled, and there were signs of getting more and more dull: "You were willing to eat it at school that day."
His fingertips trembled almost invisible, and he lowered his head to meet her gaze. His eyes were still red and swollen, and there seemed to be a thin layer of mist under them, as if if he blinked slightly, tears would appear out of thin air. Same.
Such a look
The pair of chopsticks fell between his fingers at some point, and he glanced sideways at her again. Seeing that she was still looking at him innocently, he pursed his lips and moved the chopsticks towards the salt and pepper pork ribs. At least, this dish It looks normal.
As for those fried snails, bean curd and water spinach, they were red and green, and there was some sticky so-called fermented bean curd on top of the water spinach Just taking a look at it, he immediately turned away in disgust.
Salt and pepper pork ribs, ?The taste is a bit heavier, and the appearance is a bit uglier, as if it's a bit messy, but it's not really hard to swallow when you eat it in your mouth.
It¡¯s just that it¡¯s a bit salty¡
Ming Ke watched him eat the plate of salt and pepper pork ribs bit by bit. He drank one cup after another of tea. Finally, after drinking three large glasses of cold water, he finished the plate of pork ribs.
Mu Zijin took a tissue and wiped his mouth. He was about to say that he should go now that he was full. Before he could say anything, Ming Ke's voice sounded softly: "The snails tonight are very fresh, why not try it?" Bar."
He glanced at the snail. He really didn¡¯t know what it was about. He only knew that it was covered with red and green peppers.
"I" Under her slightly dimmed gaze, the words "I don't eat spicy food" were swallowed back into her stomach. He took the chopsticks and picked up the snails.
Next to her, her still somewhat muffled voice sounded again: "In a place like this, everyone eats directly with their hands."
He threw away his chopsticks, pinched one of the snails between his fingers, put it to his lips and took a deep sip.
He really didn¡¯t know whether the snail meat was fresh or not. He only knew that the spiciness was quite substantial. It was a small piece of snail meat. He had to take two large gulps of tea to suppress the residual spiciness between his lips and teeth.
"This thing"
"Isn't it delicious?" Mingke pushed the whole plate of snails in front of him, his eyes lit up slightly, with a hint of expectation: "Eat more."
¡°If it weren¡¯t for the fact that she was in a bad mood tonight and was as lost as if she had no soul, Mu Zijin would definitely think that she was deliberately teasing him.
However, her eyes were still very dim, and the light in the dimness seemed to disappear at any time. Faced with such an offer, he could not refuse it cruelly.
The result of not being able to refuse was to directly take action and bring the plate of snails to her lips one by one. The two thin pink lips were so spicy that they turned red, as red as if they could drip blood. This appearance made it even more so. He was somewhat irresistibly handsome.
Even the girls on the tables around him were staring at him intently, feeling sorry for the handsome boy being abused and hoping to see him look more miserable and pitiable. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com