To You, My Beloved

Gu Qingcheng knew very well in her heart that her meal was not to please Tang Shi for the sake of her family, but simply because she wanted to give it to Tang Shi.

This was the first time in her life that she had the idea of ​​cooking for a man.

Even when she was washing and chopping vegetables, the loss and sadness she felt due to Tang Shi's neglect in the past two days were relieved a lot.

Even she herself didn't know why, but there was still a trace of happiness in her heart.

Gu Qingcheng's dishes are very simple, with four dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables.

After finishing cooking, she did not eat first. Instead, she placed the food on the dining table and waited patiently for Tang Shi to get off work.

Time ticked by, the food on the table became cold, and Gu Qingcheng took it to the microwave to heat it up. After it cooled down, and repeated this for the fourth time, Gu Qingcheng finally heard a movement outside the door.

Gu Qingcheng hurriedly walked out of the restaurant. Before she could reach the door, she saw Tang Shimao standing in the entranceway, dressed and changing shoes.

Gu Qingcheng stood there and waited for less than a minute before Tang Shi raised his head. The moment he saw her, his expression was obviously stunned, but he didn't say anything. He just turned around and closed the door.

Tang Shi threw the car keys on the shelf in the entrance hall, then walked into the bathroom. When he washed his hands and came out, Gu Qingcheng asked softly: Have you eaten?

I've eaten outside. Tang Shi replied without saltiness, then took out a tissue from the side, wiped his wet hands, and threw it in the trash can.

Oh. Gu Qingcheng responded in a low voice, not knowing what to say.

Tang Shi saw that she was still standing there, so he said again: Is there anything else?

Gu Qingcheng then looked at the dress book that he had placed on the coffee table, raised his finger and pointed at it, and said in a relaxed tone: That's the dress book. Look, how many sets of dresses do we need for our engagement?

Tang Shi glanced at the gilded festive booklet with a faint look, and said in a calm tone: You can see for yourself.

After saying that, Tang Shi glanced at Gu Qingcheng, turned around, walked up the stairs to the second floor, and went directly into the study.

After the door of the study room was closed for a long time, Gu Qingcheng turned around and walked slowly back to the dining table. Looking at the dishes she had carefully prepared, the corners of her eyes felt a little sore. After a long time, she stretched out her hand, picked up the spoon, and served herself. a bowl of soup.

Her fingers were shaking so much that she could hardly hold the bowl. In the end, she only filled half a bowl of soup, then sat on the chair and immersed herself in drinking the soup.

The soup she drank was pork ribs and yam. It had a very light taste, but it made her chest feel sour. In the end, she couldn't control it, and her tears fell one by one into the soup bowl.

Gu Qingcheng randomly took out a tissue, wiped his cheek, then took the chopsticks and kept eating the food.

Not sure whether she ate too hard or put too much oil in one dish, Gu Qingcheng suddenly felt a little nauseous. She put down her chopsticks and hurried to the bathroom, where she lay on the toilet and began to vomit.

She vomited out everything she ate, but she still felt a little uncomfortable. Gu Qingcheng kept retching against the toilet. It was only when she retched that there was nothing left in her stomach, she realized that she was the last person at this time. What hurts is my heart.

Gu Qingcheng knelt in front of the toilet, raised her hand blankly, and touched her heart, vaguely seeming to understand something.