guilt

At dawn, Song Zixi woke up. He has a punctual biological clock, and after waking up on time every day, he would make breakfast for Mo Yuran.

Looking at Mo Yuran who was still sleeping, but couldn't hide the love in his eyes, he got off the bed lightly, washed up and went downstairs into the kitchen.

Mo Yuran has a bad stomach, but because of Song Zixi's care, he rarely suffers from stomach problems.

In fact, no one is born to be able to cook, it's just that when you fall in love with someone, you learn a craft.

I remember that when Mo Yuran was not with him, Mo Yuran always suffered from stomach problems, because he didn't cherish his body, he ate everything but sometimes he didn't eat anything.

After several tossings, Song Zixi made up his mind that he would cook for Mo Yuran himself in the future and take good care of him. Perhaps it was because of this that Mo Yuran finally agreed to be with him.

Because Song Zixi remembered what Mo Yuran once said to him: I can be with you, but you know, I don't love you, and I won't love you.

Aran, why did we become like this?

Is it because I am too greedy and want too much, so I am punished like this?

His heart twitched slightly, and the movement behind him pulled Song Zixi out of his memory.

"Aran, you're awake. I cooked porridge..." Song Zixi hurriedly filled a bowl of porridge and brought it over.

Mo Yuran just sat there quietly and drank the porridge without answering him.

Song Zixi watched Mo Yuran drink the porridge, so he also sat down and drank the porridge quietly.

The atmosphere was quiet and depressing, with only the sound of spoons colliding with bowls, but Song Zixi was used to it.

Aran...how did he and Aran meet and how did they become like this...

Thinking about it this way, my thoughts gradually drifted away...