Idol alpha's long pursuit of his wife

"But, you don't look like you're right." An Zhiye said a little frustrated.

He leaned against the back of the car seat, closed his eyes, and seriously thought about the past with Xia Yichen. He didn't quite understand why Xia Yichen's attitude changed so much.After thinking about it, I feel that the problem must be the misunderstanding caused by Su Lechuan.

He opened his eyes, and told Zuo Xiaobo the plan in his heart.

Zuo Xiaobo blinked his eyes in embarrassment after hearing this, and finally summoned up his courage to say: "Boss, if you force me to talk, I will definitely not go. Because taking care of your personal life is also my most important job." .But--"

"But what?" An Zhiye asked seeing Zuo Xiaobo's troubled expression.

Zuo Xiaobo glanced secretly, and An Zhiye's mobile phone browsing page was stuck at "How to get back a broken-up lover?" Zuo Xiaobo continued: "Instead of asking strangers who don't know anything about the situation, instead of searching online It’s better to ask your own heart than others’ answers.”

An Zhiye: "My heart?"

Zuo Xiaobo nodded and continued: "Ask yourself, how much do you like him? How much do you need him?"

An Zhiye listened to what he said half-understood. For a long time, he might have gotten used to Xia Yichen's resignation. He always felt that he needed him more than he needed him, and ignored the other party's feelings for a long time.

But today, at the moment Xia Yichen cried and begged him to divorce him, An Zhiye seemed to suddenly understand that this person may leave, and this person may not always wait in the room for him to come home.

When he vaguely realized that what he had taken for granted before might not be right at all, and that in the emotional balance, he might need Xia Yichen more, An Zhiye was very angry, and his proud self-esteem was obviously strongly challenged.

An Zhiye lied today, he said that tomorrow's interview event was tonight, and in order to retrieve many lost memories, he went home at night.

According to his request, Aunt Fang recently started to make weight loss meals, even the dishes on the table were made by Xia Yichen for him.An Zhiye ate the familiar steamed mandarin fish and stir-fried broccoli with shrimps, but he always felt that the taste was not quite right, and he didn't know what to eat.

Aunt Fang served him another bowl of black rice porridge, and seeing that he didn't seem to have much appetite, she said, "Mr. An, does it mean that the dishes I cook are not as good as Mr. Xia's?"

An Zhiye looked at the nanny who grew up with him, he let go of all the defenses in his heart, nodded and said: "Yes."

Aunt Fang then sighed, and while tidying up most of the leftover dishes, she said with emotion: "Oh, actually, I already knew that since Mr. Xia moved in, you seldom eat my dishes."

While speaking, Aunt Fang seemed to have remembered something important. She walked into the kitchen again, and after a while, she took out some exquisite pastries and a cup of freshly brewed scented tea like magic.

"What is this?" An Zhiye asked.

"Mr. Xia did this before. He always said that it's a pity that the blooming irises on the balcony withered like that. One day, he had a whim and collected a lot of petals in a pot."

"He made these?" An Zhiye, who had never liked desserts, suddenly became interested in the pastries in front of him.

Aunt Fang nodded and said, "That's right, Mr. Xia is very dexterous. He cleaned, dried, kneaded and baked all by himself. I just did it."

An Zhiye picked up a small biscuit and couldn't wait to take a bite. The sweet aroma of irises immediately refreshed his heart, and the sweetness of honey and the fragrance of flowers bloomed in his mouth...

After eating one, he realized that he didn’t take a photo to record it. He took several pictures with his mobile phone at a good angle, and then took a sip of the fragrant iris tea. The pheromone smell on the person I miss is exactly the same!

When he asked Aunt Fang and learned that the stock was not too much, An Zhiye became cautious with every sip of scented tea, cherishing it very much, for fear of wasting a little.

Aunt Fang couldn't help but said, "Master, you actually look a lot like your father."

"Aunt Fang, how many times have I told you, don't call me young master anymore." An Zhiye said dissatisfied.

Aunt Fang immediately apologized and said, "I'm sorry, when I think of Miss, I can't help but call you young master."

An Zhiye asked: "Then what is the similarity between me and my father?"

Aunt Fang: "Actually, they are very similar everywhere. I always like to say things that I don't agree with, and I have a very bad temper. I even like to eat the dishes made by the one I love. This is the same."

"No way? His taste is so different?" An Zhiye was puzzled. Although he loved his mother very much, according to his understanding of his mother, she never touched the sun in her life, so the cooking skills are really good. Not very good.

Aunt Fang nodded and recalled: "You were young at the time, so it's normal not to remember. Your father often came over in the middle of the night, just to eat a bowl of noodles cooked by Miss. Miss can't do anything else, she can only cook noodles , Sometimes the noodles are so unpalatable to myself, but your father can finish them every time."

An Zhiye remembered that every year on his birthday, his mother would cook for him a bowl of longevity noodles. Although it was very warm, the taste was really not flattering.

Aunt Fang asked again: "Mr. An, do you actually know? I cooked this meal completely according to Mr. Xia's steps and methods. The reason why you think it is not delicious is because the person who cooks has changed."

An Zhiye thought for a moment, then asked, "Aunt Fang, do you like him a lot?"

Aunt Fang immediately nodded and said, "It's not just me. I, Steward Cai and your assistant Xiaobo all like him very much, because we have never seen a customer who respects his servants so much."

"Respect?" An Zhiye's eyes suddenly lit up.

Aunt Fang immediately explained: "Mr. An, I didn't mean that you disrespected the servant."

An Zhiye looked at her, and walked into the room where Xia Yichen used to live. He played with the posters of himself that Xia Yichen had drawn by himself, thinking that not only might he not know how to respect his servants, but even lovers who were supposed to be equals They also don't know how to respect.

Otherwise, how could he lose the person who once loved him so deeply?

Because Xia Yichen was already tired and frightened today, the baby in his stomach kept rolling like he had been on stimulants. No matter how much he released soothing pheromones, he couldn't calm down.

So there is no doubt that he will suffer from insomnia again tonight.

Xia Yichen has long stopped chasing stars, so he seldom logs in to Weibo.I usually use my mobile phone to look up some things to pay attention to during pregnancy at most, but tonight I accidentally opened Weibo.

"An Zhiye likes cp fans' comments" is a hot search entry.It turned out that an hour ago, An Zhiye posted a photo of a flower cake and a cup of scented tea with the caption "This is the best dessert I have ever eaten, and the iris tea is also super delicious!"

At the bottom of Weibo, a netizen named "An Xia's Love of Life" commented: "The point is the iris! Wuhu! An Xia finally released sugar. It doesn't matter whether the dessert is good or not. Do you miss the person who made the dessert? La?"

The time of this comment was obviously much later than those fans who commented in seconds. The reason why it has such a high weight and became the most popular comment is entirely because An Zhiye liked this comment.

As a result, there was a bloody scolding battle on Weibo about "the Bamboo Horse Party or the Heavenly Sect, which one is true love".

Xia Yichen saw that the food he made appeared on An Zhiye's Weibo, and remembered that An Zhiye had never praised him so straightforwardly when they were face to face, and couldn't help but feel rippling in his heart.

He lay on his side with a pillow behind his waist to relieve the pain in his waist.He thought of An Zhiye's bloodshot eyes full of desire during the day, and also remembered the phrase "don't even think about divorce" when he was leaving...

He touched his rising and falling stomach, and asked, "Baby, why is your father so strange today? What did he mean by what he said, and that Weibo he liked?"

Xia Yichen asked again: "How about this, if you still miss your father a little bit, can you kick me twice?"

Boom, then the baby in his belly kicked him twice again, Xia Yichen smiled and said, "Baby, what do you mean by kicking four?"

Following An Zhiye's instructions, Zuo Xiaobo arrived at the hotel where Xia Yichen was staying early the next morning with a large cart of stuff.

The proprietress was so envious that she was drooling when she saw all the food and nutrition, and hurried to the room to wake up Xia Yichen who was still sleeping.

Xia Yichen walked out in pajamas last night, yawning because of the baby's tossing about. He didn't want to see this whole carload of things.

However, seeing Zuo Xiaobo's expression on the verge of crying, Xia Yichen felt that if he didn't accept these gifts, Zuo Xiaobo might kneel down to him in the next second. After all, he was soft-hearted, so he reluctantly accepted it.

Seeing that he had accepted the things, Zuo Xiaobo immediately beamed with joy.

After Xia Yichen finished washing and changing his clothes, he saw Zuo Xiaobo still sitting on the sofa in the hall, so he asked him what was the matter.

Zuo Xiaobo narrated Su Lechuan's painstaking efforts to destroy their marriage according to the draft written overnight, which was [-]% true and [-]% exaggerated.The focus of his speech was to highlight An Zhiye's innocence and Su Lechuan's shamelessness.

Xia Yichen used a feather duster to clean up the items placed in the hall, while listening to his narration.

Zuo Xiaobo saw that he was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then started sweeping the floor again. Zuo Xiaobo asked with a puzzled face: "So my boss didn't cheat. Did you not react after hearing it?"

"What reaction does An Zhiye want from me?" Xia Yichen glanced at him and asked back.

"He wants you to—" At this moment, Zuo Xiaobo's phone rang, he glanced at it and immediately walked out of the door to answer the phone.

Zuo Xiaobo greeted: "Boss, good morning, did you sleep well last night?"

"Stop talking nonsense! How did he react?" An Zhiye asked anxiously.

"..." Zuo Xiaobo was silent for a moment, and finally under An Zhiye's repeated urging, he mustered up his courage and said, "He, he didn't respond."

"No response?" An Zhiye's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart almost collapsed, and he almost threw away his phone willfully.

He sighed, and finally seemed to have made some kind of compromise with fate.He walked to Zuo Xiaobo's side in two steps in three steps, and patted Zuo Xiaobo on the shoulder.

When Zuo Xiaobo turned his head, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up!He asked with a look of surprise: "Boss, didn't you say that you can't come to shoot commercials today?"

An Zhiye didn't bother to explain to him that he sent the advertiser's pigeons to come here today, because after he put on his makeup, he suddenly felt restless inside, as if a voice told him in the dark that everything in front of him was in turmoil. It doesn't matter, he has more urgent and important things waiting for him.

He desperately wants to bring back the missing part of his world, and he'll do whatever it takes to do it.