Jiang Shao wants to turn back

"I know that I have done a lot of things that hurt you and Zuo Zuo before, but I have my own reasons. Whenever there is a point, I can say it with a clear conscience. I am all for you. Even if you don't understand , Will be angry and disappointed, but I have no choice, and I am willing.

"I know you hate me very much, so no matter how you treat me, I will not be angry. It is my dream to take care of you when you need it like now. In fact, you don't have to worry about me leaving. Instead, I'm worried that you will drive me away, and I won't leave no matter what."

Jiang Li savored An Jingluo's words carefully in his head, she had some difficulties, what were her difficulties?He asked her about this difficulty many times, but she was unwilling to say it. If this difficulty really has something to do with him and Zuo Zuo, what exactly is it?
Also, she said that she had no choice and was willing. If she had no choice to get to that step, then who blocked all her retreats?Why is she willing?

Isn't the last sentence really a secret confession?Silently guarding his side, taking care of him who is sick and suffering, and saying that it is a dream, worrying about being driven away, does she not know how much impact these words have had on his heart that has become particularly fragile due to illness? !
After taking a bath, he also thought it over clearly, no matter what, let's get along well first. As for the matter that he had no choice, he has been sending people to investigate. As for whether An Jingluo would like to tell him, when will he tell him, None of this matters.

To be honest, he doesn't seem to care so much about the truth of the past now. Instead, he feels inexplicably satisfied that he can still see her, work and chat with her, and sometimes even see her interacting with Zuo Zuo. will feel good.

It seems that he can't see his own heart clearly now, and he doesn't know what purpose and thoughts he has for getting along with An Jingluo, but the only thing he is sure of is that he doesn't hate being with her, and I don't hate working with her, let alone the touch and temptation she inadvertently brought to him.

Oh, no matter, it’s like this anyway, no matter how bad it is, it can still be as bad as three years ago. Since I can’t see my heart clearly for the time being, I simply follow the instructions of my heart, and I can’t wrong myself, right?
As soon as he opened the bathroom door, he smelled a delicious fragrance, like the smell of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. He didn't think he was hungry and started to growl when he was hooked by this smell.

So before he even had time to dry his hair, he walked quickly towards the door of the kitchen. An Jingluo in the kitchen was wearing the pink apron that Zuo Zuo specially chose for him, but now it seems that she is more suitable for this color.

She lowered her head slightly with a concentrated expression, and was slowly stirring the porridge in the casserole with her hands. When she saw him at the door, she naturally raised a smile and said, "The porridge will be ready soon. You should wait on the sofa for a while, and remember to dry your hair. It got worse."

Jiang Li looked at her "kind" look with curved brows and eyes, and listened to her mother-like exhortations, and couldn't help complaining: "I got it, Aunt An." His pronunciation of the last three words was severely bitten by him.

"You, you are not allowed to learn to speak left and right." The smile on An Jingluo's face couldn't hold back in an instant, and she glared angrily at the instigator at the door, talking nonsense.

"You've learned how to speak like my mother, why can't I learn how to speak from left to right?" Although Jiang Li was complaining, his hands were not idle. Obediently, he picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped his hair. It doesn't prevent him from continuing to move his mouth, "Or do you want me to call you Mama Ann?"

An Jingluo took a deep breath and felt that she shouldn't be with Jiang Li, whose IQ dropped along with his physical strength when he got sick. In her heart, he was always a little angel who was sick. Yes, he was. little angel!

"Okay, call me." Now that he has put all his money into saying that, why would she give up such a good opportunity to take advantage of him.

Jiang Li didn't expect that he would be able to steal a piece of chicken but not reciprocate, let alone that the clown was himself.Originally, he just wanted to tease An Jingluo, but he didn't expect that not only did he not see the expected anger, but she easily threw the hot potato back.

No matter if he barks or not, it seems that it is not good for him. If he barks, he will be taken advantage of by her openly. If he doesn’t bark, he brought up the topic on his own initiative, so it seems that he is at a disadvantage anyway, and the 36 plan is the best. count.

"I'm going to blow my hair first." He said awkwardly and quickly turned around and walked to the bathroom, joking that it would be messed up if she really called that generation, she called her brother before, and when he thought of this brother, he thought of the old man The scene where An Jingluo called her brother during the meeting.

As he walked, he used his thoughts to forcibly pinch the brain nerves of cranky thoughts. The deity he imagined is still here, so he should be calm so that she won't find out.

When he finished blowing his hair and came out, An Jingluo cooked the porridge. There were two bowls of porridge and a side dish on the dining table, as well as some other staple foods.

"You did all of this?"

He was really puzzled, because in his memory, An Jingluo's culinary skills didn't seem to be well developed. Every time he cooks, he either blows up the kitchen or blows up the pot. The thing is cooked, but the taste is not optimistic.

But seeing the food on this table and the delicious bowl of noodles that he ate at her house a few days ago, he felt that it was necessary to re-understand her cooking skills. The flawed ability seems to have quietly become an ability before he knew it.

From her independent work ability to her daring to express her own thoughts to herself, even daring to choke with herself in different places, sometimes provoking her, and now to her cooking skills, he doesn't know if An Jingluo is still there. How many surprises will it bring him, but he is full of expectations.

At this moment, he suddenly had an idea that could not be called a guess, but a metaphysical idea at best: Could this be a test of the relationship between the two of them, after the baptism of time, carrying the so-called hatred, going round and round Then go back and make sure if you still have the same emotions for each other?
If you can look at this long period of separation rationally, and extract its meaning different from the surface, is it considered that you have withstood a test?

But this time the test was more violent than the usual fights and bickering with each other. It not only lengthened the front line of time, but also made them pay double chips physically and psychologically. It takes enough pain to remember deeply. Is it clearer?