Just freeze at this moment. This scene is the scene he has imagined countless times. She is still there, and home is still there.

She was washing her hands and making soup, and he could do it beside her, or he could just watch her busy back quietly and hug her gently from behind when she was done.

How great would it be to blow on her neck, tickle her, and listen to her giggles? He had fantasized about it countless times, but in the end it was just a fantasy.

But now, it appeared in front of him, so warm that he couldn't help but... wanted to cry.

Wen Yanchu cut the vegetables awkwardly, but very seriously. Every time she did so, she was careful not to cut her fingers. When she was abroad, she did less cooking. Even when the milk buns were in good health, she still had breakfast.

The little guy volunteered to cook it for her.

That little guy really inherited all of Cheng Ke's strengths and was conscientious and meticulous in doing things. The sandwiches she asked her to bring to the company were so good-looking that her colleagues thought they were bought.

Put all the chopped ingredients into a pot of boiling water, add a few drops of sesame oil, and sprinkle some salt. Then quietly stare at the ingredients rolling with the boiling water in the pot, a little distracted.

She didn't notice the figure at the door at all, and naturally, she didn't notice him walking up.

Wen Yanchu just looked at the ingredients tumbling in the pot quietly, and then in the next moment, he felt like he was being pulled into a warm embrace, with Cheng Ke's breath in his ears.

Wen Yanchu's whole body movements were so frozen, and her eyes showed shock. What made her stiffer was not the warmth of his embrace, not his warm and rapid breathing in her ears, but the things dripping onto her neck.

Warm liquid.

Those warm liquids corroded her heart like sulfuric acid, and were more lethal than any of his cold words or any of his sharp eyes.

Wen Yanchu turned his neck stiffly, trying to look back at him, but his arm was so tight, he hugged her shoulders so tightly, as if he wanted to bury her in his arms.

"Cheng...Cheng Ke..." It was not difficult to hear the panic in her voice, but before she could say the next word, his palm had already gently covered her mouth.

His hands were cold and his tears were burning.

"Wen Yanchu, please... don't leave me, okay?" There was so much pain and humble begging in his voice.

Wen Yanchu's eyes dropped, and tears already burst into his eyes.

His voice was a little colder, "When you first left, I was thinking about it every day. As long as you come back, I will say this to you. As long as you are willing to stay by my side, I will be humble, even if you ask for it."

I accepted it all. Later, all the waiting turned into a fantasy, and you disappeared as if from the world. One month, two months, half a year, one year, two years, and then I changed."

He stopped here, then let go of Wen Yanchu's lips, and his lips came closer to her ears, almost touching her ears.

His voice pierced her eardrums one by one, and penetrated into her heart, "Wen Yanchu, please remember, if you want to leave again this time, then you'd better give your

Hide your thoughts completely, otherwise, even if you show just a little thought, I will break your legs just for that little bit."

Cheng Ke's tone was so serious that no one could doubt the authenticity of his words.

Wen Yanchu couldn't say a word. He could only stand there so firmly, unable to make any movements, and listened to his voice continuing to speak in his ear, "Wen Yanchu, you said you came back for me this time.

He also said that you came back for work this time. Of the two reasons, I chose to believe the former. Then, this path is your own choice. You are the best, don’t blame anyone."

Wen Yanchu lowered her head. She never complained to anyone.

She glanced at the almost tumbling soup and reached out to turn off the gas. She didn't make any reply to Cheng Ke's words, but said softly, "Let's have some soup. Drinking some hot soup will make your stomach feel better after you're drunk."

"

After saying that, she raised her hand and gently pulled away his arm around her shoulders, reached for the pepper and sprinkled some on it, then reached out to hold the pot. Cheng Ke stood behind him and didn't notice her movement of holding the pot.

He put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Wen Yanchu, don't start talking..."

"Hiss..." She shook her hand, and some of the hot soup spilled onto the back of her hand. It was so hot that she quickly put the pot back on the stove with a clang.

He waved his hand slightly, and the back of his hand was already red. When Cheng Ke saw this, he frowned, reached out and grabbed her wrist, put it under the faucet and turned on cold water.

"It's okay, I'm just a little red. Let's have some soup." Wen Yanchu said this and wanted to pull his hand away, but he was too strong to break free.

She could only let him grab her wrist and hit the red spot on the back of her hand, then she was dragged to the living room, sat down on the sofa, pulled out the medicine box from under the coffee table, took out the burn ointment and applied it on her

, packed the medicine box and stood up, looking down at her, "Sit tight. Don't show off if you are clumsy. With your little cooking skills, can you drink the soup you make?"

Wen Yanchu said nothing and sat obediently on the sofa.

However, despite what he said, Cheng Ke still walked to the kitchen. Wen Yanchu only heard the sound of the cupboard opening and the gentle sound of dishes clattering against each other.

Then... there was the sound of the spoon colliding with the bowl, and the small sound he made when he drank the soup, so clear.

The corners of Wen Yanchu's lips curved slightly. He looked at the thin ointment applied on the back of his hand, and the look in his eyes gradually became soft and warm.

Maybe it's been too long since we've seen him, maybe it's been too long since we've felt his warmth, maybe it's because we've been facing his sharpness since we met again, and this kind of warmth seems so precious.

Wen Yanchu gently raised his hand and touched his neck. The warm liquid that had been dripping there had dried up, and the temperature seemed to be burning to the bottom of his heart.

But what she didn't hear was the sound of the man drinking soup holding a bowl and gently stirring the soup in the bowl with a spoon. She couldn't hear the sound of tears falling into the soup drop by drop.

You can't see the sadness in the man's eyelashes that are wet with the fine water and his deep eyes that are covered with water mist.

I can't even hear his voice.

Yanchu, don't go anywhere, just stay by my side obediently. You just need to stay by my side obediently. As long as you don't go anywhere, stay by my side, I said before

If you can never forgive, that eternity is actually only a very short time.

As long as you stay with me and be willing to give me a chance to forgive you.

As long as you stay with me and are willing to give us another chance.

Wen Yanchu, please... don't leave me, okay?
Chapter completed!