Mr. Xie, please be gentle, the vicious female supporting role really didn't tease you

The first thing Tang Wan did when she got home was to take a shower. The clothes wet by the rain stuck to her body and made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

When Tang Wan came out of the shower, she saw Xie Yan sitting there staring at the noodles in front of him. Those noodles were bought by Tang Wan when she was in the hospital. After the journey, and with Xie Yan sitting there in a daze, the noodles were completely soaked in the soup and could not be eaten.

"Don't eat it anymore," Tang Wan touched her almost-dried hair and glanced at the horrible noodles soaked in the soup. "These noodles are all clumped together. Even if you give them to Xiao Huang downstairs, Xiao Huang won't want to eat them."

"It's impossible to order takeout in this heavy rain. I'll go to the kitchen and make you something."

Tang Wan said as she walked into the kitchen: "Even if you don't want to eat, you have to take care of your body..."

After she finished speaking, Tang Wan paused awkwardly, thinking that there would be a day when she would have to persuade Xie Yan to have a meal. Although he looked indifferent, he would not be able to eat when faced with such a situation...

She closed the refrigerator door again and said to Xie Yan who was sitting in the living room, "If you're not hungry now, eat later. I'll make you whatever you want."

Xie Yan, who was sitting there, raised his head and spoke slowly.

"Three fresh dumplings, just the kind with shrimp."

Tang Wan, who was thinking about how to comfort Xie Yan, said: "......?"

"I don't want the frozen ones. I want the ones you make with thin skin and big fillings."

Tang Wan laughed grimly: "Where can I make these three-fresh dumplings for you in the middle of the night? I'll just eat noodles and make you two poached eggs."

Xie Yan's voice sounded a little aggrieved, and he muttered quietly outside the kitchen.

"Didn't you say you would make me whatever I want to eat?"

Tang Wan lowered her head to pick up the ingredients without even stopping, "You still want to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? I'll make it for you now."

Xie Yan: “Really?”

Tang Wan walked out holding the kitchen knife in her hand. Under the warm light, the knife flashed a bright light.

"Does it seem real to you now?"

Xie Yan, who was originally leaning against the kitchen door in a lazy manner, immediately became serious. He stood up straight, spoke loudly and seriously to Tang Wan.

"Noodles are fine too, and the poached eggs need to be well-cooked, thank you."

Tang Wan replied with a smile: "You're welcome, just wait outside. I'll call you when I'm done."

……

Afraid that Xie Yan would not have enough to eat, Tang Wan specially ordered almost enough for two people. At least if Xie Yan couldn't finish it, she could share some with him.

After cooking, she sat next to Xie Yan, observing his expression and chatting with him from time to time. In the end, she almost watched Xie Yan finish the big bowl of noodles.

Seeing that there was only a little noodle soup left in the bowl, Tang Wan looked at Xie Yan in shock, and her eyes subconsciously looked at Xie Yan's stomach.

It’s still so flat. Where did that big bowl of noodles go?

And will it be okay to eat so much at night?

Tang Wan looked at Xie Yan cautiously and asked carefully.

"Would you like to take some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets? Wouldn't eating so much make your stomach uncomfortable?"

Xie Yan pulled out a tissue from the side, wiped his mouth and said, "Not bad."

Tang Wan walked towards the kitchen with the bowl in her hand, shocked at how big Xie Yan's appetite was. She felt that if Xie Yan really ate as much as he wanted, maybe he would have the potential to become a food broadcaster.

Thinking of Xie Yan's face when he said something like "Soul juice, pour it on me", Tang Wan wanted to laugh.

A big hand reached out from behind and took the bowl from Tang Wan's hand, and asked in a puzzled tone, "What were you laughing at just now?"

"Nothing," Tang Wan cleared her throat and stood aside to watch Xie Yan washing dishes at the sink, "I was just thinking about buying you a bigger bowl for eating noodles."

"This bowl is too small. You have to run back and forth to eat. I'll buy a bigger bowl and put it in the kitchen. It will be yours..."

The faucet was on and the kitchen was actually being used. Tang Wan's voice sounded particularly tender amid the sound of the running water. Only at this moment did Xie Yan feel the warmth of family.

His family was happy when he was young, but later it became fragmented and could no longer be restored. Now he felt the atmosphere of his childhood again in Tang Wan.

He washed the bowl in his hands and put it in the cupboard, took out a piece of paper, wiped his hands clean, then turned around to hug Tang Wan, his voice buried in the crook of Tang Wan's neck, muffled.

"I like you talking about the future between the two of us."

Tang Wan felt her heart burning. She blinked her eyes, reached out and hugged Xie Yan's waist, and stood there with Xie Yan as if dancing. Tang Wan's cheek was pressed against the fabric of Xie Yan's clothes, which still had a faint smell of hospital disinfectant, but she hugged Xie Yan a little tighter.

Tang Wan closed her eyes and leaned on Xie Yan's shoulder to discuss in a low voice.

"What kind of bowl do you want? When we're done with our work in a couple of days, we can go to the supermarket and pick some, okay?"

"If you think the hospital doesn't have what you like, we can also buy it online until we find the one you like best."

Xie Yan didn't move, and Tang Wan didn't know whether he agreed or not.

She didn't say anything else and enjoyed this warm moment with Xie Yan.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and Xie Yan almost let out a brief sigh from his throat.

"Wanwan, don't leave me."

Tang Wan moved closer to Xie Yan until she was sure she had found a more suitable position, then she answered Xie Yan's question.

"No, Yanyan, I won't leave you."

……

But she could still leave at this time. Tang Wan looked at Xie Yan who was standing at the door of the toilet and looking at her pitifully.

"Can you wait for me outside the bathroom?"

Logan: "Do you want to know what domestic violence is?"

Xie Yan: "..."

Without waiting for Tang Wan to keep him at night, Xie Yan spontaneously climbed onto Tang Wan's bed. Seeing that Tang Wan was still lowering her head to reply to messages, he coughed softly in dissatisfaction.

"Come on, it's cold."

Tang Wan looked at the weather. Even though it had been raining and the temperature had dropped recently, it wasn't cold enough.

However, Tang Wan threw her cell phone aside, went up to the other side of the bed, and under Xie Yan's gaze, she slowly got on the bed and turned off the lights.

Xie Yan was in a bad mood today. Even in bed, he was very well behaved. He just hugged Tang Wan and closed his eyes peacefully.

The two of them tacitly didn't play with their phones. They lay there like a real couple, chatting in low voices.

"Um...when was he buried?"

Xie Yan didn't open his eyes: "Three days later, you can go with me then."

Tang Wan opened her eyes and looked at Xie Yan's face.

"Ah."