Food store[GL]

But I was just indulging in the tenderness brought by her as a friend, just like this, I was very satisfied.Self-deception until now, it seems that finally, some can't support it anymore.

Han Weiji... that woman who had been isolated from her love for many years, seemed to have finally sprouted a new emotion.However, the object was not her who had been waiting for many years.This was an incomparable blow to her.

So when the doorbell rang at midnight, when she appeared at the door, when she raised the pharmacy plastic bag in her hand and showed her the cold medicine and mother brown sugar inside with a smile, An Chenyue shed tears silently .

She said: あんた, しすぎなんだよ. (You are too gentle.)

☆、Chapter 34

People are still awake, at least turn on a light, don't you be afraid of the darkness?

Standing at the door, Han Weiji, who hadn't changed his shoes before entering the door, didn't react too much to An Chenyue's sudden words that you were too gentle.She just replied, and took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and handed it to An Chenyue.The hallway is dimly lit, and there are only blurred silhouettes of people, and the expression on An Chenyue's face is actually not clear at all.But Han Weiji knew that she was crying.

An Chenyue hesitated for a moment, took the handkerchief, and wiped away the inexplicably gushing tears.She knew that she had lost her composure, so she turned sideways, and it was difficult to face Han Weiji at this moment.

Han Weiji lowered his eyes, changed his shoes and entered the house on his own.She didn't turn on the light, because she knew that An Chenyue didn't want her to see her now.

Have you taken any medicine? Han Weiji asked her.

Hmm... After coming back at noon, I took cold medicine, then fell asleep, and woke up not long ago.An Chenyue replied in a low voice.

No wonder, I probably can't sleep now.

There was the rustling of plastic bags in the living room. After a while, Han Weiji walked to the kitchen and said:

I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water.

um, thanks.

An Chenyue was wrapped in a blanket and sat on the sofa. The light from the kitchen in the distance was the only light source in the darkness, and Han Weiji was busy there.The light did not extend into the living room, thus forming a boundary between light and darkness.An Chenyue stared at the scene where light and dark intersected, and was in a daze.Time seems to be reversed, it was Tokyo, Japan seven years ago, and there seemed to be such a scene in the small apartment where I lived.Han Weiji's visit in the middle of the night, the cold tatami under his body, the hot canned coffee in his hand, and the silence outside the window on a snowy night.She summoned up the courage to confess to her for the first time that day, and then started the journey of chasing her hard.

In the blink of an eye, has it been seven years?

Holding two cups, Han Weiji walked from the light into the darkness, and came to her side.The cup on the right is her mother's brown sugar water, and the cup on the left is Han Weiji's own hot coffee.

An Chenyue took the cup, covered it in her palms, it was warm, and tried to take a sip, the temperature was not too hot, and she could barely drink it.After drinking it, the warm current overflowed all the limbs and bones. It was slightly sweet but somewhat bitter, which caused her to cough a little.

Han Weiji didn't speak, and silently stirred the coffee in the cup with a small spoon, took a sip, and put down the cup.Then she took out the phone from her pocket, pressed it on and looked at the time, at 12:30 in the evening, she sent a text message to Han Weiyang, and then put the phone on the tea table.

The light on the screen went out, and An Chenyue spoke:

It's always quiet when you're alone with me.

Because you don't like to talk, do you? Han Weiji laughed.

Self righteous guy.There seemed to be some sarcasm in An Chenyue's tone, but a touch of coquettishness could be heard in the sarcasm.Or, the object of the ridicule was not just the woman sitting next to her, and thus, the coquettishness seemed to become bitter again.

Han Weiji chuckled, paused, and asked:

Last Thursday was a regular holiday, what happened between you and Ah Qing? After that, you must have caught a cold.

An Chenyue lowered her head, her eyes rested on the ripples of the brown sugar water in the cup, and she said after a while:

You are a nasty fellow, and nothing can be hidden from you.

Well, having said that, it can be tiring to bother with other people's feelings.If you don't want to tell, I won't ask either.But I think it's better for us to talk tonight.Han Weiji picked up the coffee cup.

An Chenyue took another sip of brown sugar water, moistened her throat, and said:

That day, I soaked in the fountain for more than half an hour.

Huh? Han Weiji was startled, and his voice was raised.

Pfft... you'll be intimidated too, and I'm worth it.An Chenyue smiled. In the dark, she had her long hair hanging loose and her back was lit, so her expression could not be seen clearly. Han Weiji was not sure if the smile on her face was a wry smile.

Why? Han Weiji asked, An Chenyue was not the kind of person who would do such stupid things at all.

Because someone got angry and threw something very valuable in it, so I went in and fished it.An Chenyue said in a relaxed tone, thanks to the catch, otherwise it would be a big loss.

Han Weiji was speechless for a while, raised his hand to caress his forehead: He Yuqing, what did you do?