We didn't escape the seven-year itch

Mother Chu handed the vinegar to Yang Yuwei, "I remember you like sour food."

Yang Yuwei accepted it with a smile, "Godmother is so kind to me."

Chu's mother said to Chu Yi again, "Son, eat more today, I always feel that you have lost a lot of weight recently."

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his cheek unconsciously, "Is there any?"

Chu's mother said: "I'm your mother, and I still can't see that my son has lost weight? If you don't believe me, let Yuwei see."

Yang Yuwei looked at it carefully for a few seconds, "I also feel thinner."

"That's right...then I'll eat more today."

Song Mingke watched the intimate and familiar interaction between the three of them, and suddenly felt a little redundant, and a deep sense of powerlessness came to her heart.

Obviously I have worked hard, but I can't always get affirmation, whether it is in the company or at home.Some people can always get preference so easily, but some people get nothing at all.

"Mingke is busy with work recently, isn't she?" Mother Chu asked.

Song Mingke put on a half smile, "It's okay, okay, I can handle it."

"Since you can handle the housework, you should share it with Chu Yi. Don't let Chu Yi do the housework all the time."

"Yes……"

Song Mingke felt that she could no longer maintain her stiff smile, because she was acting affectionate.

Chu Yi: "Mom, hurry up and eat, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Probably because Chu Yi changed the subject, Mother Chu stopped talking and started eating dumplings.

Song Mingke was in a normal mood, ate very little, stopped chopsticks early, and when everyone finished eating, talking and laughing, Song Mingke went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Chu Yi followed behind him, "I'll help you."

Before Song Mingke could speak, she heard Chu's mother calling him in the living room: "Son, come and help me see, my light has not been turned on for a long time."

Chu Yi quickly responded: "Got it!"

Song Mingke: "Hurry up, mom is looking for you."

Chu Yi had no choice but to go out from the kitchen.

The voices outside came to Song Mingke's ears indistinctly, and his weakness and exhaustion surged up like a tide. He forced himself to turn his attention to the bowls and chopsticks, hoping that the sound of "crashing" water would cover up the outside voices .

After quickly washing the dishes, Song Mingke came out of the kitchen and looked at the three people in the living room. A thought suddenly popped into his mind. He wanted to leave, to escape...

"Mom, that... I have something else to do... I'll go back first and let Chu Yi accompany you..." Song Mingke said with a smile.

Chu Yi froze for a moment, stood up and walked to him, "What's the matter? I'll go back with you."

"No, you spend more time with Mom." Song Mingke pulled Chu Yi's hand, "I haven't been back for a long time, you can go back later."

"I..." Chu Yi looked at him uneasy.

"Mom, I'm leaving first." After Song Mingke finished speaking, she quickly walked to the door to change her shoes and coat.

"Oh, good." Mother Chu nodded.

Coming out of the warm heating room, the biting wind blows from all directions.Song Mingke felt that his teeth were shaking from the cold, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Driving back home, the house did not turn on the lights, only the lights came in through the windows from nowhere, there was probably a party next door, and the music could be heard clearly, Song Mingke suddenly felt too quiet.

He raised his hand to turn on the light, then turned it off immediately.

It was too bright and warm, and he was not used to it.

He went to the living room and turned on the TV, and the bright and dim lights reflected on his face, which was very good, with sound and light.

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