guilt

Mo Yuran, who was busy in the kitchen, naturally noticed Song Zixi peeping at him. He didn't know that Song Zixi had such a cute side, and his eyes darkened as if he thought of something, and then it disappeared in a flash. Like it never happened.

He used to know nothing about the kitchen, and he couldn't even figure out why Song Zixi liked cooking so much, and he always smiled so happily every time.But now he understands that Song Zixi is only happy because Mo Yuran likes it.But now he is the one who is full of joy, just for the sake of his beloved Song Zixi.The roles shifted and the meanings became different.

Song Zixi was alone on the sofa with nothing to do at the moment. He watched TV and changed the channel at will and turned it off again.Anxious like a cat.

But just think about it, if you suddenly return to the place where you have been for more than ten years, and then...so coincidentally, the...what...ex...ex-lover you have been with for more than ten years?Also under the same roof, how can you move freely here.

He simply got up and went straight to the kitchen. He felt that it would be better for him to cook together, so as to save him from being embarrassed here alone and not knowing what to do.

"Why are you here? Huh?" Mo Yuran looked at him with a smile.

I have to say, Mo Yuran is really good-looking. When he is not smiling, although he looks like a stranger, he is really charming when he smiles.Song Zixi was confused for a moment, and then wanted to bite the root of his tongue in annoyance. What was he doing, suddenly fell into a nympho?Don't wait for Mo Yuran to think that he has old feelings for him, his mouth may not be able to explain clearly.

"Ahem..." He coughed in a somewhat concealed manner, his eyes cast around. "Well, do you need my help? After all, I have to eat later, so I can't let you do it all."

Mo Yuran didn't want Song Zixi to do these things at first, but thinking about it, it would be boring for Song Zixi to be alone in the living room, and after all, Song Zixi was willing to speak nicely to him, maybe he could be with him He chatted about Song Zixi's situation over the past year, and...he and Song Zixi.

He pointed to the green vegetables beside him, "Here, then you wash the green vegetables and pick them."

Song Zixi was naturally happy when he had something to do, so he went forward to deal with the vegetables.

His eyes caught Mo Yuran seriously handling a fish. Fish, he really likes fish... His mouth is watering just thinking about it.Then he looked at the ring finger on Mo Yuran's right hand holding the knife...how come, he clearly remembered to throw them away, or...wasn't it the pair of rings he bought?

After Mo Yuran saw that Song Zixi stopped tidying up the vegetables and did not move, he turned his head and followed Song Zixi's gaze. It turned out that Song Zixi was looking at the ring on his hand.Ah, this little idiot, did he just find out now.

He raised his hand in front of Song Zixi, and said like offering a treasure, "It's so beautiful, and the size is just right."

"You...I obviously...you..." Song Zixi said incoherently.

"This is the only thing you left for me." Mo Yuran looked at the ring, and then at Song Zixi.

Song Zixi looked a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect Mo Yuran to find the two rings he threw away, and even more unexpected that Mo Yuran would pick them up and put them on his hands. The subject had to stop, he couldn't be distracted.Then he changed the subject.

"Ah...cough...you...you seem to be good at cooking now...have you practiced for a long time?"

"Because I want to wait for you to go home and make it for you to eat."

"..."

Song Zixi didn't know what to say.He felt that he couldn't answer a single word. On the contrary, he felt that after more than a year, Mo Yuran became more and more... able to chat to death...