Ye Muyi made three dishes and one soup, all of which were Xia Song's preferences and tastes. Apart from her father, Ye Muyi was undoubtedly the man who understood her tastes best in the world.
"Drink the soup first." Ye Muyi poured a bowl of soup for Xia Song.
Xia Song silently picked up the spoon and put the soup into his mouth in small sips.
She didn't speak, and Ye Muyi didn't find anything to say. They finished the dinner in silence, which was something that had never happened before.
After putting down the bowl, Xia Song stood up and started to clean up, but was blocked by Ye Muyi: "I'll just clean up. You go and have a rest."
Xia Song didn't fight with him and turned around to go to the living room.
The sound of rushing water soon came from the kitchen, and Xia Song couldn't help but be distracted while listening.
She had been pampered by Xia Jingze since she was a child. Although she didn't have any temperament as a young lady, she still had an uncontaminated temper. Not to mention cooking, she had never washed the dishes.
Ye Muyi was the opposite to her. He had all the problems of a young man, but he was very willing to cook. He learned good cooking skills from Ye Lancheng. He was also willing to clean up the dishes after meals and could always keep the kitchen clean.
She couldn't remember when she started to like Ye Muyi. It seemed that ever since she understood the meaning of liking, Ye Muyi had been in her heart. There was no specific time or specific reason.
When you like someone for a long time, that person seems to have grown in your heart, growing from a seed into a towering tree. Even if you cut down the tree, as long as the roots are there, it will still grow in the wind, unless
You dig your heart out.
But how can she live without her heart?
She cut down the big tree countless times and regrown it countless times. Now the big tree suddenly bore fruit. She should have been happy, but she was even more worried about gain and loss and did not dare to pick the fruit.
She knew Ye Muyi too well. He had always wanted to win the wind and rain since he was a child, and he was even more unfavorable in love. All he needed to do with any woman he wanted was to hook his fingers. And she didn't want to be one of those women.
One.
"What are you thinking about? I'm so lost in thought that I shouldn't even talk to you." Ye Muyi brought the fruit out of the kitchen and waved his hand in front of Xia Song's eyes.
Xia Song came to his senses and almost blurted out the words "I'm thinking of you", but fortunately, he stopped between his teeth in time.
"Nothing, have you done it?" Xia Song asked.
"Yeah. Eat some fruit." Ye Muyi put the fruit plate in front of her.
Xia Song didn't eat, looked at the time and said, "It's getting late, you should go."
"I'll stay here tonight." Ye Muyi had already planned it.
Xia Song was startled: "No, this is inappropriate."
"It's not suitable. It's not like I haven't lived there before." Ye Muyi moved out of his past sleepover experiences.
"The past was before, the present is now, you didn't before..." She couldn't say the word "like me", and it stuck in her throat.
Ye Muyi understood what she had not said. After a moment of silence, he said: "Songsong, I have never disliked you. I have always liked you. It's just that I was too slow. It wasn't until now that I realized that I like you.
The relationship between a man and a woman. I have made you sad for so many years, and you should be angry. You can ignore me, or you can ignore me, but can you not drive me away, I just want to stay by your side."
Some people say that in the world of love, a person can never be cruel to the person he likes. Although she has a hundred reasons to torture him, she also has a thousand reasons to be reluctant to let him go.
Ye Muyi finally stayed and slept in the guest room.
Xia Song had a sleepless night and went to work the next day with dark circles under his eyes.
In the middle of the morning, Han Yao called. He came to the court to inspect the work and asked Xia Song if he wanted to have dinner with him.
She also had the idea of avoiding Ye Muyi and agreed to Han Yao's invitation.
Near noon, Ye Muyi came to deliver food again, but his assistant Xiao Peng told him that Xia Song and Han Yao had gone out to eat together.
He said oh, but there was no emotion in his tone. He silently put the food box into the office and left.
Western restaurant.
Han Yao could clearly feel that Xia Song was not in a high mood. He smiled and said, "I thought you would be in a happy state when I see you this time."
He had seen Ye Muyi's confession to Xia Song on Weibo a long time ago, and thought that they would become a natural couple, after all, they were in love.
But now it seems that things are not what he thought.
"Do you even think I will be with Ye Muyi?" Xia Song raised his eyes.
"Why not?" Han Yao asked.
Xia Song let out a sigh of relief. She didn't know since when, Han Yao became the only person she could talk to.
"I'm scared," she replied.
"What are you afraid of?" Han Yao asked her softly.
"I'm afraid that he is just a temporary novelty, and I'm even more afraid that I will become a thing of the past like everyone else," Xia Song said.
Han Yao understood where her heart was, put down his knife and fork, and told her a story: "Five years ago, when I had not decided whether to join politics, I was confused for a long time. Later, I lived in a temple.
, I cleanse in the temple every day. When the host asked me what I was worried about, I said the same thing, I said I was afraid.
I am afraid that I will not be able to serve as a parent official and protect the people. I am even more afraid that I will be blinded by power in the future, lose myself in this whirlpool, forget my original intention, and eventually become a person I hate. You know what it was like to be a host at the time
Can you help me clarify my doubts?"
Xia Song shook his head.
Han Yao said: "He said that if you are not sure about something, it is better to face it than to be afraid. If you don't do it, you will never know whether you can do it well. You will only know if you try it. You won't even be the first
If you don’t have the courage to take any further steps, you are destined to get no results and never find the answers you want.”
Xia Song was stunned for a moment, chewing these words over and over in his heart, and slowly understood something.
When Xia Song returned to the office in the afternoon, Xiao Peng told her about Ye Muyi coming to deliver food. Knowing that she was not there, he put down the food box and left.
As soon as she came in, she saw the food box on the table. She opened it and found that it was full of her favorite dishes, and the rice was still steaming.
She was so preoccupied at lunch that she didn't even take a few bites of the steak she ordered. She felt hungry now that she could smell the aroma.
She put out all the food and was still thinking about what Han Yao said while eating.
While eating, she suddenly stood up, picked up her bag and ran outside.
"Judge Xia, what's wrong?" Xiao Peng was startled by her.
"It's okay, I'm going out for a while." Xia Song had already run into the elevator.
She wanted to go home, go back to Ye Muyi, and tell him that she had figured it out and she wanted to try it with him. Even if the final result was not satisfactory, she would have no regrets.
Han Yao said, before everything in this world blooms, you don’t know what kind of flowers it will bloom, but we can’t stop working hard to bloom just because we are afraid that the flowers that bloom will not look good.
So she figured out that no matter how far she and Ye Muyi could go, she had to work hard once and have no regrets or regrets.