Preserved Egg Lean Congee

The night was fading, and the sound of the rain brought her back to the crevice of time to wash again, Song Zhiyao didn't want to admit it, she even remembered the coldness of that night and the soft smile of that person like a blooming soft flower petal.

Two bang bangs brought Song Zhiyao back from his thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, the downpour turned into a continuous drizzle, and it fell softly.She looked at the car window, and there were two more knocks on the window. Song Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, then put away the umbrella and went to pull the car door. Sure enough, the safety lock had been unlocked, and the door opened easily.

Lin Chuxi had already sat back in the co-pilot, her face was buried in her hair, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.Putting the cold porridge on her lap with one hand, lighting the fire with the other, and going on the road steadily, Song Zhiyao didn't say a word, and didn't even give the other party a superfluous look.

Both sides of her shoulders were wet, and the cloth was tightly attached to her skin. She frowned uncomfortably, and drove towards Xiao Yuya's house following the not-so-real impression, but her memory was still blurred at the intersection in the rain.

Lin Chuxi had calmed down, she stopped sniffing her nose violently, and her breath tended to be steady. Looking at her appearance through the rearview mirror, Song Zhiyao shook her head helplessly, and asked, "Turn left and right?"

"straight."

The destination of going straight is the neighborhood where he lives. Song Zhiyao frowned when he heard that, "You..."

"Turn right at the next intersection, it's closer." Lin Chuxi caught up in time, turned to look at Song Zhiyao, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Song Zhiyao turned her head, and just bumped into Lin Chuxi's shining eyes that had cried before. She was smiling, with a smile on her lips and brows. If it wasn't for the red eyes, she would have been able to fool everyone. Look happy.

As if being scalded, Song Zhiyao suddenly withdrew his eyes.

Lin Chuxi looked at Song Zhiyao with satisfaction, showing a seldom flustered look, so cute, it's a pity that he didn't see it once.

So watch as much as you can while you can.She took a deep breath, opened the window, and the rain scrambled in, wet her face, and brought the unique fresh and cool air.

According to Lin Chuxi's instructions, the car gradually drove into a familiar area. The side of the road was full of barbecue stalls and small restaurants, and there were many people coming and going, full of the smell of fireworks.

As soon as the car stopped, Lin Chuxi opened the car door and got out of the car with the cold porridge in her hand. Before her feet touched the ground, she was grabbed by the arm and handed over an umbrella, "Take the umbrella."

care?

Lin Chuxi glanced at the sky, it was still gray, but it was no longer raining, and there was still some warmth in her heart, "That's fine, I'll pay you back next time."

"No need," Song Zhiyao stuffed the umbrella into her hand, immediately withdrew it, and said, "Keep it."

Her voice was still pure and quiet, with the texture of an ancient well without waves, but at this time, it was like a heavy rain that did not arrive as expected, drenching Lin Chuxi's heart again.

The half-naked smile on his face disappeared completely, and his eyes stared straight at the other party with a flawless complexion.

Nervously said: "Is there no room?"

She seemed to be questioning, but her tone was affirmative.

Song Zhiyao thought for a while, but didn't answer. He was about to close the car door, but was stopped by Lin Chuxi. He couldn't stand for a moment. Song Zhiyao rubbed his temples, really not knowing what to do with the person in front of him, "Chuxi..."

The next words were interrupted by the loud slamming of the door, Lin Chuxi took a few deep breaths, stood outside the car and said goodbye, then turned around and strode away.

The tip of the long-handled umbrella drew a long mark on the ground. Lin Chuxi walked more and more slowly. She thought, if she walked slower, she might be able to hear the sound of sprinting footsteps. The water splashes and splashes on the upper of the shoe, and then she will fall into a warm embrace, and will never experience the wind and rain again.

However, until she stopped, she only heard the sound of the engine starting, and the reflection of the car behind flashed through the glass door of the shop, splashing the puddle on the side of the road.

Then, everything returned to quiet.

She stopped where she was, and suddenly felt that her head was heavy, and she was no longer awake.

Xiao Yuya and Lu Lin hadn't come back yet, Lin Chuxi struggled to open the door with the key in the dark, didn't even bother to turn on the light, and groped towards the room with bare feet, during which time her big toe accidentally bumped into the corner of the sofa, She raised her foot in pain to check, the posture of standing on one foot was not enough to balance her drowsy body, the porridge hit the floor with a "slap", and it was scattered everywhere in an instant.

Rubbing her still sore toes, she looked down at the mess, and resigned herself to the kitchen to get a rag to clean it up. When it accidentally got on her hands, she frowned and kept shaking her hands.

The preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which has long been out of temperature, emits an unpleasant smell, which makes people lose their appetite.Wiping Lin Chuxi felt acid in her stomach, she stopped, and the overwhelming feeling made her run to the bathroom quickly, before turning on the light, she threw up holding the toilet bowl.

The yellow acid water kept regurgitating, and the wall clock in the living room kept ticking. With a pale face, Lin Chuxi pinched the part where the pain was concentrated, and slowly slid on the ground, unable to stand up again. When it gradually became blurred, she exhausted her last strength, took out her mobile phone with trembling hands, and dialed the number.

The screen of the mobile phone suddenly lights up, and the soft piano music has no sense of presence in the noisy environment, and is abandoned by the owner in the corner of the sofa.

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Not surprisingly, there is another update, and I will try to finish it today...

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