she's not at ease

"Of course, you've only had a few bowls." Hearing her daughter's shout from afar, Mother Lu came out of the kitchen.

With two wet hands behind her back, she wiped the apron, leaving shallow watermarks: "There is still a lot, if you want to drink, there is still half a pot, can you finish it?"

There are only two people in the family, and the amount of stewed soup is not easy to control. It is impossible to stew as much as you drink.

Generally speaking, the soup stewed tonight will be put in the refrigerator if it is not finished, and she can still bring it out to drink hot when Lu Yi is not at home at noon the next day.

"Then don't put it in the refrigerator. I'll bring a thermos over here and you put it on for me. I'll go out later."

After getting the exact answer, Lu Yi jumped off the sofa, quickly got into the kitchen, and began to search for the thermos bucket she bought earlier.

A few years ago, when Lu Xuemei was hospitalized for surgery, Lu Yi had to go over every now and then to deliver meals. She remembered that she specially bought a good thermos at that time, and the price seemed quite expensive.

Later, the other party was discharged from the hospital, and the thermos was put away in the cabinet at home, and it was not used for a long time.

Now comes in handy.

Lu Yi suddenly yelled to find out the things, there was no reason or effect, and mother Lu felt that something was wrong when she saw it.

She turned her head and followed into the kitchen, hanging behind her daughter and watching her looking for something, while looking, she also asked casually: "Who are you bringing things to at night, it's so troublesome to use I haven't seen you use the thermos."

Don't be so happy to promise at the dinner table just now, in fact, there is already a situation.

Mother Lu's ears were pricked up, trying to find some clues about her daughter's love affair.

However, Lu Yi didn't play tricks on her at all.

"Mr. Luo." She simply gave a name.

The thermos bucket hidden deep in the cabinet was also found at this time, and there was nothing wrong with it except that it was covered with dust because it hadn't been used for a long time.

Lu Yi carried the thermos bucket into the sink and began to clean it carefully.

"It's the one who came to our house last night. In fact, he had a quarrel with his family last night and was very unhappy and had nowhere to go. I picked him up and stayed for one night."

"Don't look at him as a boss at a young age, that wealthy family has become complicated."

"Her mother passed away very early. Just now I sent her a picture of your chicken soup, and she said that she really envied me."

"Maybe I miss my mother, it's very pitiful."

"I thought Mom's chicken soup was so delicious, it wouldn't take too long for me to drive there to give her a taste. It's a good relationship with the leader to play the emotional card, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

Lu Yi was half-truth, half-false, and mixed some things into the words, and forcibly made up a story.

The motivation for the behavior is well-founded, so that the mother can't find anything wrong.

Mother Lu sighed after hearing this: "You're right, it's really pitiful."

"Then you can serve it all to her. If you still want to drink and ask her to come home, I will stew it for her." As she said, she reached out to take the thermos bucket from her daughter and filled it with soup.

Lu Yi left home smoothly, and she didn't remember to send Luo Yao a message until she got into the car with the thermos.

[Don't go out, order a takeaway. 】

The screen of the mobile phone placed on the coffee table lit up again, Luo Yao glanced at the belated message reply, and then sent an emoji.

She opened the takeaway software.

Among the various takeaway options, he hesitated, and finally opened a recent restaurant and ordered chestnut stewed chicken.

——I don’t know if the chestnut stewed chicken in this restaurant is as good as the stewed by Lu’s mother?

The delivery time will be about 10 minutes.

During the remaining waiting time, Luo Yao would refresh his Weibo from time to time to see if there were any new news reminders.

[@我是你父] This person hasn't replied to her for a long time.

I don't know if I feel that I can't say enough, or I don't want to continue entanglement, which makes Luo Yao feel that he lacks interest.

Because she has not waited for the other party's apology.

The conversation with Lu Yi also stayed at the emoji she sent, Luo Yao clicked on it for a while and then turned it off.

There's no point in forcing a chat.

As time passed by, the hunger in his stomach became more and more obvious.

Until the doorbell at the entrance rang, Luo Yao hurriedly got up and walked to the door.

The moment the door was opened, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

Luo Yao thought that the person who opened the door and stood at the door should be the delivery boy wearing a yellow delivery uniform, but he didn't expect it to be Lu Yi who wrapped himself up tightly, and the other party was holding a pink thermos bucket in his hand. The cold wind and the warm current in the house opposed each other.

Alternating hot and cold, Luo Yao only felt that his current mood was very strange.

"...Good evening?" The two stood face to face for a long while before Lu Yi broke the silence uncomfortably.

White mist came out of her mouth as she opened her mouth. She held the thermos bucket in her hand between herself and Luo Yao, and explained: "There is still a lot of chicken soup left, I will bring it to you gone."

"Forgot to tell you in advance."

"Do you want it?" she asked, and her hands that hugged the thermos were also tightened.

Although she knew it was a silly question to ask, after all, she was already standing here.

If you want to ask, why did you go so early?

Lu Yi felt uncomfortable, this was the first time she had not come to Luo Yao's house for that purpose.

She felt that it might be time for the two of them to try to change something, and it doesn't have to be linked to "sex" every time.

"Of course!" Luo Yao's eyes lit up, and he smiled unconsciously, "I just didn't expect you to come."

"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have ordered takeaway."

The last bit of light in the sky was ruthlessly swallowed by the night, there was no moon or star tonight, and the only light left was the light in each other's eyes.

The two looked at each other and smiled, reaching a certain consensus at this moment.

Also at this time...

"Hello, food delivery." The awkward voice of the little brother outside came from behind, interrupting the two of them looking at each other, "Excuse me...are you the owner of 2-301?"

"Ah, I ordered it," Luo Yao stepped forward to take the takeaway from his younger brother, "give it to me."

The two walked into the house one after the other, and the moment the door was closed, the two completely different worlds were separated.

Lu Yi stepped into the warm room with a chill in her body. The overcoat she took off was still cold. After she hung up her clothes and turned around, she found that Luo Yao had arrived at the dining table with the thermos.

He looked like he couldn't wait, and completely lost his usual calm and calm look.

And the other takeaway that was just picked up from the deliveryman was casually thrown on the coffee table after entering the door. If Lu Yi didn't mention it, I'm afraid it would be forgotten.

"Don't you want your takeaway?" She reminded aloud, and pointed out her finger.

It was only then that Luo Yao remembered that he ordered another "Chestnut Stewed Chicken".

But she already has a stewed chicken with chestnuts.

It was the chestnut stewed chicken that Lu Yi personally delivered to him.

Which one is more important, Luo Yao has already weighed in his heart.

"Throw it away, I can't eat that much." She said indifferently.

Luo Yao didn't have the time to pay attention to the takeaway that had filled her "anticipation" for more than half an hour. She walked briskly into the kitchen, and then took two bowls, one large and one small, and put the food in the thermos. The chestnut stewed chicken was poured into the bowl without leaking.

A trace of fragrance spread out along the body of the barrel, and soon permeated the entire space.

Although they haven't tasted them yet, Luo Yao has already made a conclusion.

The double standards of human beings are sometimes so obvious, but Luo Yao himself is completely unaware.

"It's too wasteful to throw away." Lu Yi frowned lightly, and took the initiative to carry the takeaway to the table, "Order and eat."

The eye-catching take-out soup box was placed on the table, and the lid was gently lifted by fingertips like green onions.

"Try to see if it's the delicious food you ordered, or my mother's." Lu Yi was persuasive, with a faint smile on his lips.

She pulled out the chair and sat down next to Luo Yao, holding her chin with her slender hands and looking at the person next to her, like a supervisor.

Luo Yao resisted a little, but seeing Lu Yi's tough attitude, he had no choice but to swallow the words and change them to "good".

Two soups, she quickly tasted them one by one.

"How about it?"

"good to eat."

The answer without any suspense was also expected by Lu Yi.

She still knows her mother's craftsmanship.

Watching Luo Yao eat, Lu Yi also conveyed her mother's words: "My mother said that next time I will take you to eat at home, just tell her what you want to eat in advance, and she will buy vegetables in advance."

"Ah..." Hearing this sentence, Luo Yao's movement of drinking soup suddenly stopped.

Happiness came so suddenly that she didn't even know what happened in the middle - it was like walking alone on the street and you suddenly told him that you won 500 million.

Luo Yao gently rested the spoon on the edge of the bowl, with a suspicious look on his face: "Lu Yi, did you say something to Auntie?"

Lu Yi: "What?"

"Otherwise, why would you suddenly talk about asking me to go home for dinner?"

The chicken soup in the bowl still had an alluring aroma, but Luo Yao was in no mood to drink chicken soup right now.

"What do you think I said?" Lu Yi suddenly laughed, and she bent her lips, "I just said you are my boss."

The daughter's boss likes to eat the dishes he cooks, so there is no reason for a mother to be dissatisfied.

Besides, is there any other reason?

"..." Luo Yao picked up the spoon again.

Luo Yao didn't finish the whole bucket of stewed chicken with chestnuts, there was still a little residue and about a bowl of soup, Luo Yao couldn't finish it.

She is already full.

She put away the things on the table, put the lid back on the thermos bucket, and handed it back to Lu Yi, tentatively: "Today is Friday, so tonight..."

"I have to go back." Lu Yi interrupted Luo Yao's words, "I told my mother when I was going out, come and bring you soup and go home."

In just two sentences, it is considered dead.

A little disappointment appeared between Luo Yao's brows and eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

"Sure, be careful when you go back." She didn't allow herself to show too much expectation.

But in the next second, Lu Yi released a new hook——

"But tomorrow night, I will stew old duck soup at home, do you want it?"

I'll come tomorrow if you want.