In the kitchen, Xu Hongdou was carrying a bowl of hot ginger soup. As she walked over cautiously, she pouted and carefully helped the other person blow the soup.
His tone was gentle, but there was a hint of anger and complaint.
"You're telling me that for such an old person, you know how to ask me to collect your clothes when it rains, but you don't know how to take an umbrella out yourself, right?"
Zhang Wentao curled his lips in disbelief.
After sniffing, he smiled and said, "I just forgot."
As he spoke, he picked up the hot soup from the table and took a sip.
After the ginger soup, which was still a bit hot, went down the stomach, my body did feel a little comfortable. Looking at the person sitting next to me, Xu Hongdou's eyes were reproachful, and her heart felt warm again.
I reached out my hand and just wanted to touch the other person's face and say a few loving words.
Xu Hongdou moved his head back as if on purpose.
He pursed his lips, looked at the other person and said, "Why, were you moved by this bowl of ginger soup, or were you moved by the fact that I collected your clothes on a rainy day?"
Zhang Wentao was stunned for a moment and said in a daze: "They all are."
After saying that, he looked at Xu Hongdou who was smiling but silent and said, "Isn't it right?"
"should."
After Xu Hongdou finished speaking with a smile, he frowned and raised his head at the ginger soup, signaling the other party to drink it while it was still hot.
Then seeing Zhang Wentao being obedient and drinking again, she showed a satisfied smile and asked with concern: "Is the pigeon okay?"
"Yeah." Zhang Wentao, who was shouting ginger soup, nodded, and after taking a big sip, he finished the ginger soup and said, "She said she was leaving her job. She had had enough work outside and was going to go home to spend time with her parents."
"She went back to her hometown?" Xu Hongdou was a little surprised when she heard it.
"Yes." Zhang Wentao said calmly.
There was also an expression of recollection on his face. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Maybe this is the right choice for her."
"Yeah." Xu Hongdou responded with emotion: "I didn't expect that there was a past between her and the madman. No wonder she is so sad."
Zhang Wentao nodded vigorously.
Before coming to Yunmiao Village, when the three of them were together, Madman and Pigeon looked a little close, and they even prepared ingredients together, but he really didn't think too much about it at first.
After all, people who travel have an open heart.
Normal interactions will appear much more intimate than usual.
"You're right. If I hadn't known that she was crying so sadly, I wouldn't have thought about it."
When Xu Hongdou heard what Zhang Wentao said, the corner of her mouth subconsciously cracked, but she didn't say what she was hiding in her heart.
It seems that someone is crying quite sadly, what should I think about?
However, the matter was considered to be in the past. Seeing the state of the person in front of him and hearing the other person's story about the pigeon, Xu Hongdou sighed in his heart: At least for Zhang Wentao and the pigeon, the madman's incident is considered to be in the past.
I just don’t know if Madman’s parents will be like Nan Xing’s parents…
After drinking the ginger soup, Zhang Wentao felt his body warm. At the same time, he noticed that Xu Hongdou's eyes were somewhat sad, and he gently held the other person's soft little hand in his palm.
Pinched.
He couldn't understand why the other person's hands were so soft and his skin was so delicate...
Xu Hongdou raised her eyebrows and saw the care in Zhang Wentao's eyes. After giving a smile, she took the initiative to end this somewhat sad topic and asked: "By the way, how do you feel about returning to the restaurant?"
"Pretty good. What about you?"
"I?"
"Yes, don't you want to shoot a promotional video?"
Zhang Wentao took the initiative to care about Xu Hongdou's work, but when it came to the promotional video, he couldn't help but vomit what was in his heart a few days ago, and whispered in the other person's ear: "Has Damai had any problems recently? She wrote
That script is, wow, it’s hard to describe in just one word.”
"No, it's not." Xu Hongdoujiao laughed and explained: "That was written by Ye Sen, and Damai and Sunzi are revising it. It's basically finalized. I read it today and it's pretty good."
"Oh, that's it."
Zhang Wentao thought to himself: No wonder.
"Yeah, but Damai seems to be in a good mood. I've been busy working on the script these past two days and I haven't worried about updating it."
"renew?"
"Yes, her novels are updated at least about 3,000 words every day. Haven't you read her novels?"
"Uh..." Zhang Wentao paused and shook his head.
Xu Hongdou gave the other party a look of appreciation and said: "Nana and I are both chasing her, so you can also register an account and take a look when you have time, and then encourage Damai.
I heard Nana say that Damai actually likes to read readers’ comments.
It’s just that too many people are criticizing the plot, so I haven’t dared to watch it recently.”
After saying that, she asked Zhang Wentao to take out his mobile phone, and then downloaded an APP. She used the other person's mobile phone number to register an account for Zhang Wentao. She also found the suspense novel Damai was writing and put it on the bookshelf.
Zhang Wentao watched the other party silently, doing all this, and after carefully savoring the concern for his friend in Xu Hongdou's tone, he said softly:
"Then can I watch it with you?"
"Yeah, okay."
Xu Hongdou lowered his head and looked at the phone. He nodded naturally, was stunned for a moment, and then raised his head.
Her hair also fell down with her movements.
She gently tucked her hair behind her ears, looked at Zhang Wentao suspiciously, and said softly: "Let's agree first that we can only read novels together and not do anything else."
"Yeah, just read novels." Zhang Wentao said.
But Xu Hongdou doesn't care whether what the other party is telling is the truth, anyway...
Anyway, remembering what happened yesterday, the fair skin on her face now had a slight blush.
Feeling that her face was a little hot, she stood up and said, "Wash the bowls." Then she took her own water glass and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.
Xu Hongdou returned to the house first. Not long after he entered and sat down, he heard Zhang Wentao knocking on his door with a glass of iced Americano.
When she opened the door and saw that the other party had not changed her clothes and was holding a glass of ice in her hand, Xu Hongdou immediately raised her eyebrows: "Who told you to drink ice? Go and take a hot shower first."
"Ah, oh."
…
A moment later, in his room, Zhang Wentao, who had taken a hot shower and put on clean clothes, was wiping his hair with a towel when he glanced at the closet with the door still open.
When I feel uncomfortable, there are people who care about me and give me ginger soup to drink.
The messy clothes were neatly folded by the other party.
After looking around the house, I saw an indescribable neatness and cleanness. It seemed that it had been carefully cleaned from the inside out.
Capture these details and changes.
Zhang Wentao in the mirror had a somewhat moved expression on his face.
I picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at the time, wondering if my aunt and uncle had already rested at this time, but the corner of my eye was attracted by the yellow smiling face on the table.
"Strange, didn't I put it in the notebook?"
Confused, he put down his phone and picked up the two most important things to him: "Did I remember it wrong?"
However, he didn't think about it in detail.
He just cares about these two things, not obsessive-compulsive disorder.
He put the buckle in the notebook and fixed it with the rubber band that came with the notebook. He picked up the phone and walked out of the room with a smile...
…
Code words, code words, stop being lazy.
My grades were poor and I was lazy.
By the way, do you think it’s okay to write it this way?
Will the two of you interact too much and you will feel bored?
Also, is this book really suitable for female readers? As male readers, don’t you like reading it?