Cat boyfriend is too difficult to serve

It's all because of beauty.

An Xia took a bite of the steak viciously.

Yu Chen was also a little helpless, he really didn't know how to comfort others, and it was already very difficult to be able to say such words.

"Are you hungry?"

An Xia, "?"

"Otherwise, why did you gobble it up?"

An Xia swallowed the last bite of meat, and said calmly: "When you are angry, you just want to eat something to vent your anger. Think of food as the person who irritated you, and you will be fine if you vent it."

The knife and fork clanged, and no matter how he looked at the little woman, she didn't seem to be okay.

Seeing a small piece of sauce on the corner of her mouth, Yu Chen took out a small square of silk scarf as if nothing had happened, leaned over and carefully wiped off the sauce on the corner of An Xia's mouth.

An Xia was having a good time eating, when the man suddenly came out like this, she suddenly became a little silly.

She blinked and asked dully, "What are you doing?"

"Wipe your mouth for you."

An Xia also knew what he was doing, but isn't this an intimate thing that only couples can do?
But looking at Yu Chen's appearance, it doesn't look like he is chasing her?Is this the unicellular thinking of a straight man?
Seeing her frowning in confusion, Yu Chen didn't point it out, but the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

After returning, An Xia evaded back to her room.

She fell on the bed, covered her face with the quilt with both hands, her eyes were shining brightly.

Recalling the scene in the morning, it can be said that it was unintentional at that time, but what happened just now?
"Could he be in love with me?"

Thinking of this possibility, she felt extremely embarrassed again, and rolled around on the bed several times.

Just when her girlish feelings were about to overflow, Han Xiaoxiao's face flashed in her mind.

She suddenly woke up, and patted herself on the face, "He already has a fiancee, don't think about it, besides, he didn't say anything, it's all your imagination now!"

But, what if there is such a possibility?

She couldn't help thinking about it.

No, even if it is true, this kind of thinking should be cut off.

An Xia turned over, buried her head in the pillow, and told herself not to think about it.

At this moment, the aunt knocked on the door, "Miss An, come down for dinner."

An Xia straightened her hair and went downstairs awkwardly.

Yu Chen was not there.

She looked around, and the aunt brought up the remaining soup, "Someone brought a large box of things over just now, and Mr. Yu asked me to tell you to eat first, so you don't have to wait for him."

She probably knew what was going on.

There has always been a laboratory at home, with various equipment in it. When Yu Chen is free, he will go there to study the antiques he got. I also know that the person who sent the things must be Yang An again.

I just don't know what it is that made Yu Chen so anxious that he didn't even eat his food.

What if he suddenly turns into a cat?
What she didn't know was that the impact of the meteorite powder on Yu Chen was getting bigger and bigger, and the time he could leave An Xia's side was getting longer and longer.

"Brother Chen, do you see anything?" Yang An stood by the test bench, glanced at Yu Chen, and then at the things on the test bench. He lifted it up and put it under the lamp, puzzled, "This thing It really looks like an ordinary bottle with nothing on it, what are those people snatching it for?"

"I haven't found anything yet." Yu Chen put his hands in his pockets, and put on glasses to see the patterns on the bottle clearly. He just scraped off a little bit of the ingredients on the bottle, and used a microscope to see them respectively after adding chemicals. There is no obvious change, so the biggest possibility is the bottle itself.

Yang An picked it up carelessly, but when he put it down, he was cautious, "Probably no one would have thought that the silk book is not a painting, but a bottle."

Yu Chen lowered his head and looked carefully at the body of the bottle. It was engraved with a mountain map of the Xia Dynasty. There was nothing unusual on the surface. After comparing the map, there was nothing special about it.

"Brother Chen, tell me, does this thing really have a treasure map? Why do I think it's so unreliable? There are no other organs in it. I really can't see any difference. Could it be that I didn't Eyes, can't tell the difference between good and bad?"

"Who knows."

Yu Chen took off his plastic gloves and glasses, planning to go back to eat.

"Brother Chen, I always feel that something is wrong with you recently." Yang An watched his undressing from behind and smirked.

Yu Chen paused, "What do you mean?"

"In the past, if you saw an antique that you had never seen before, let alone a rare antique like a silk book, you would have worked tirelessly to find out why, but now, you have changed, To give up such a great career as studying silk scripts for the sake of eating! Sure enough, having a life assistant at home is not the same.”

He chuckled, he had already seen that Yu Chen was interested in An Xia, now let's see what the boss said.

Yu Chen threw a pair of gloves at him, "Shut your mouth."

Unfortunately, when Yu Chen came out of the laboratory, An Xia had already finished eating.

With Yu Chen not around, she seemed to have lost her appetite for dinner.

After taking two hasty bites, I went back to my room.

At night, it started to rain lightly outside, and she looked at the pitch black night outside.

Manjusri sent a text message.

"An Xiaoxia, do you want me to accompany you tomorrow?"

"No need, I go alone every year, and I want to go alone this year too."

After replying to the message, Manjusri didn't send another message. She turned off her phone, opened her eyes, and slept all night.

Yu Chen goes to the gym three days a week and runs in the morning every day.

It was already seven o'clock when he came back from his run.

Go back to the room and take a shower.

07: 30.

There was no one in the living room, not An Xia.

The sound of someone opening the door at the entrance, Yu Chen looked over, it was the aunt who came back from buying breakfast, not An Xia.

He looked back, took today's newspaper and opened it, flipped through several pages, but the opposite side was still blank.

He looked up at his watch, it's already eight o'clock, why hasn't An Xia come down yet?

Usually she comes down for breakfast at 07:30.

The auntie saw his gaze kept on the stairs, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yu, you are looking for Ms. An, right? She left early in the morning, earlier than your morning jog."

Yu Chen paused, "Did she say where to go?"

"No, but I don't look very good. When I came back, it was raining outside. I don't know if Miss An has an umbrella." She murmured to herself.

Yu Chen picked up his mobile phone and called, but no one answered.

He went to the company, and An Xia didn't go to work today.

I asked the people at the attendance office, and An Xia called this morning.

He frowned and fell into a kind of anxiety. Where did An Xia go?

Nanshan Cemetery.

An Xia looked up, her mother was buried on the top of the mountain, and today is her death day.

She was holding a bouquet of lilies in her hands, carrying her mother's favorite glutinous rice cakes, and was wearing a long black dress.

It was raining non-stop, and she didn't bring an umbrella, her hair was soaked in the rain, and it stuck to her forehead wetly.

The raindrops rolling on the lily petals just picked have a poetic beauty.

At the beginning, An Guofeng accompanied her, but later, she was the only one who came every year.

After half an hour, An Xia climbed up out of breath.

She knelt down and put flowers and glutinous rice cakes on the tombstone.

"Mom, I've come to see you. Are you happy there?"

The wind blew across the valley, and the branches swayed, as if responding to An Xia's words.

An Xia chatted with her mother about what happened recently, and the name Yu Chen was mentioned the most in her mouth. When the word Yu Chen was mentioned again, she froze for a moment.

She thought in a daze that she seemed to have become extremely dependent on Yu Chen recently.

Did she... fell in love with him?
……

"Mr. Yu, that's the deal this time?"

"Ah."

Yu Chen took a sip of coffee absently.

He was distracted to listen to what the person opposite said, but his eyes swept downstairs.

Suddenly, he found a familiar figure downstairs.

An Xia was drenched, and standing under the eaves, she seemed to have stopped because of the rain outside, her face was not very good-looking, and she looked a little pitiful.

He stood up, and the chair ripped back, scaring the person who was eating opposite.

"Sorry, I'm excused first."

An Xia rubbed her arms.

She was still wearing a skirt, which was wet when she went up the mountain, but it was almost dry at this time, but it was very cold when the wind blew.

She sneezed.

As soon as I bent down, the phone fell off.

Seeing that the phone was about to get wet, she quickly squatted down to pick it up.

Suddenly, the rain that hit him stopped.

She looked up, and Yu Chen was standing behind her holding an umbrella.

"Why did you get yourself into such a mess?" He took off his suit jacket and put it on An Xia.

An Xia's eyes were watery, she had never been so grateful for meeting Yu Chen.

"Tell me, why didn't you go to work today? I called you several times and you didn't answer." Yu Chen boiled water, intending to make some ginger soup for An Xia, and waited for the water to boil.

Taking advantage of this moment, he looked at An Xia.

An Xia looked around the small house. It turned out that the legendary rich man's house is full of wool.

Yu Chen seemed to like to see what she was thinking when you wore it, "This house is not mine, but my cousin's."

"Now to answer your question first."

An Xia was covered with a blanket and changed into clean clothes. She was much better than before, but she still kept sneezing, almost never stopping.

Seeing An Xia like this, Yu Chen didn't feel like continuing to ask.

"The water inside has boiled, and I've put down the ginger slices and peppers. Remember to turn off the fire when the time comes."

He took an umbrella and bent over to put on his shoes.

"Ah Choo—Where are you going?"

"Go and buy medicine for you." Yu Chen felt a little helpless.

His cousin hasn't lived here for a long time, it's just an empty house inside, it's her temporary hotel.

Of course there is no medicine.

An Xia couldn't be allowed to go on like this, otherwise he would have a fever at night.

Yu Chen bought a few packs of cold medicine in time, and An Xia obediently drank it.

An Xia didn't want to say, so he didn't ask.