Chapter 504

Looking up at her, she swept the food splashed out in front of her without any trace. "After entering this door, we are a family. You don't have to be so restrained."

Wen Xicong slowly raised his head, put on the end of the chair fingertips tremble, pause, "in fact, nothing, this dish should be eaten at night, the rest, also fresh."

Xue Kai looked relaxed for a moment, but next moment he frowned and turned back. As soon as he pulled her over, he walked over and pushed her into the co pilot's seat.

Wen Xicong rubs his right arm. How does this man like to repeat the same action recently.

"Can't you be light?" When Xue Kai got into the cab, she complained.

"From a few months ago, when you went to Xue's home, this is your home. In the future, even if you marry someone, this is also your mother's home. You don't have to feel that you have to depend on others and eat at home. Just be your own home."

Xue Kai put one hand on the window, the other hand on the steering wheel, supporting his forehead.

Then he leaned back on the chair, took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke. When he remembered something, he took up the cigarette and glared at her in a twinkling of an eye.

Sometimes, he hated this woman's sensible, this woman's grievances.

Wen Xicong turns his head and looks at Xue Kai.

"I know how are you. I just don't want to owe you too much." She turned her head, looked at the front of the car and looked back with her head down.

They have helped her too much. She is not a fool. If there is no Xue family, she can't imagine what life she is living with Kiki now.

"That's not a bad meal!" Xue Kai gave a low reprimand, thumped the steering wheel, started the car and drove out.

Wen Xicong was scolded confused, this man's recent words and deeds, is really unpredictable, "where do you take me?"

"Eat!" Xue Kai angrily replies, making a sharp turn. Wen Xicong's head hits the right glass.

She covered her head, but did not dare to gnaw, the man seems very unhappy.

When entering the city, Wen Xicong thought about it and said, "can you please don't take me to Western food? I'm so hungry!"

Wen Xicong didn't make a sound, but the speed of the car was obviously faster.

Looking at the familiar farmhouse music in front of him, Wen Xicong was surprised,

"have you ever been here?"

Here, when her parents didn't go abroad, they often brought her to eat very authentic farm food, but she didn't expect Xue Kai to come to such a place for dinner.

Xue Kai sighed, looked back at her, did not speak, got out of the car and closed the door.

"This, this, and these four dishes, a little faster."

As soon as they sat down, Xue Kai wrote down four or six dishes on the menu.

While waiting for food, Wen Xicong got up and went to the courtyard behind the farmhouse. There was a well here. I remember the first time she came here, she was in primary school. Her mother always followed her and told her not to fall down.

Today, things are different.

She inhaled, and her nose was sour.

Maybe she's hungry, maybe she's too familiar here, and her rare appetite is excellent. On the contrary, Xue Kai did not eat too much.

It was already over ten o'clock in the evening when I came out full.

I don't know when, it's raining hard outside.

They stood side by side under the eaves, very tacit understanding did not go forward, waiting for the rain, although speechless, but wenxicong inexplicably happy.

"Thank you, Shikai!"

She stopped talking for many times, and finally said it.

Thank you. You stood up when she was in the hardest time.

Thank you for all that you've done for Kiki.

Thank you for treating her like a relative.

Xue Kai took a look at her, pulled her arm and pulled it down, "the clothes are wet, don't feel it?"

Wen Xicong found out that his left shoulder was wet and cold, but his heart was warm.

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted the silence.

He pressed the call button, and his tender voice came in with a cry. "Uncle Kaikai, my mother fainted."

Wen Xicong clearly saw Xue Kai shaking his hand holding the phone.

"What's the matter?"

He said as he walked to the side of the car, his pace was rapid, and he didn't look back.

Knowing that it's not the time to care, Wen Xicong followed and stood beside the car. She said in a voice:

"I'll take a taxi to go back, just go!"

"I'll take you back first." Xue Kai had hung up by this time.

Wen Xicong shook his head. "You go quickly. I'll just take a taxi by the side of the road."

She pointed to her back. "It's safe on the main road. It doesn't matter."

Looking at the roaring car, Wen Xicong's mouth slightly rises, but his smile doesn't reach the bottom of his heart.

Love or not, that's the difference.

Cold from the bottom of her heart and body, let her squat down, just under the small rain, and began to grow up.She did not move all the time. The rain fell down her wet hair and flowed into the corner of her mouth. It was very bitter.

She didn't know how long she kept this posture. She didn't get up until the wind was strong.

Probably because the leg squatted too long, some hemp, stand up, leg a soft, and fell down, hands and knees on the ground scraped skin.

Some pain, but how can not be worth, the inner pain.

Behind her, farmhouse music heard the sound of the iron door closing. She subconsciously looked back. The old man was obviously stunned when he saw that she had not left. Then she came over with an umbrella beside the door.

"Girl, you haven't left yet? It's said that there is a typhoon tonight. I think it's a bit like this day. Would you like to come first to avoid the rain, and then ask someone to pick it up? "

The old man was about seventy years old. He was a little lame and didn't walk very well. He coughed several times in succession.

"It happened that the boss and they all went home, otherwise they could see you off."

It can be seen that the old man is warm-hearted.

Wen Xicong shook his head. "Just pretend. My friend will pick me up soon."

She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to others, so she told a little lie.

When the old man saw that she said so, he handed her the umbrella in his hand,

"take the umbrella first, and our door won't be locked. If something happens, you can cry."

"Well, thank you."

She took the umbrella, but did not open, she may let the rain, at least can sober up a bit.

Who knows, just with him standing under the eaves of the moment, she actually had a luxury.

Afraid to let the old man wait for her, she went to the side of the road. On both sides of the road, there were houses in the suburbs. The street lights were dim and crisscross, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. She could hear the sound of something falling around occasionally.

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