Chapter 483

"Oh, I didn't feel relieved to see that you had something on your mind last night," Chen Qingxuan said, inevitably feeling guilty. He secretly looked at Meiya and saw that her face was normal. He was relieved and asked carefully, "what's the matter? Two eyes swollen like this? "

When Chen Qingxuan asked, Meiya fell down again. She turned around to close the door and whispered to the shabby wooden door in front of her: "Mr. Chen, I don't want to say that."

Chen Qingxuan was stunned, and then hurried to say: "yes, it's because I'm talkative. I shouldn't ask about the girl's privacy..."

"Mr. Chen, I don't mean to accuse you," Meiya cut off Chen Qingxuan's topic, paused, and then said softly, "it's just something, I can't open my mouth."

Yeah, what do you want her to say?

Where to start?

Meiya really can't and won't open her mouth. It's her and Zhong Mingwei's business. Even though it's not what she wants to do now, she doesn't want to let outsiders know. Whether it's good or bad, it's her and Zhong Mingwei's business.

Chen Qingxuan's face was a little stiff, but after all, he took a sip of his lips and squeezed out a smile that was not too ugly: "well, if you don't want to say that, you don't have to say it. When do you want to say it again?"

"Mr. Chen," Meiya looks at Chen Qingxuan with embarrassment, "can you Help me keep grandma Chen in the dark? "

Meiya doesn't want grandma Chen to worry about herself. The old man's body and bones are good. She drives her family to plough again. She is busy all day long. Meiya really doesn't want to worry about the old lady any more.

"Well, you can rest assured." Chen Qingxuan nodded. Even if Meiya didn't say it, he would never say it to grandma Chen. About Meiya's relationship with Zhong Mingwei, Chen Qingxuan has been deliberately concealing grandma Chen. He also can't say why. He didn't want grandma Chen to know that he was sad, and He's been subconsciously trying to make a way for himself?

If, what if?

What if, what if?

"Thank you very much, Mr. Chen." Meiya was grateful. She turned around and walked to the hospital. Then she stopped and looked back at Chen Qingxuan. "Mr. Chen, how about sticking pancakes and red bean porridge today?"

"Red bean porridge?" Chen Qingxuan was stunned, and a small bowl of hot red bean porridge appeared in front of him, but it was not prepared for him. That day, he watched Zhong Mingwei finish the small bowl of red bean porridge with three mouthfuls and two mouthfuls. He couldn't speak of the blockage in his heart. He couldn't say how greedy he was. After that day, he also drank red bean porridge several times, but he always felt that grandma Chen made it The red bean porridge must be sweeter than that bowl, though he never drank the red bean porridge cooked by Meiya.

"Yes, red bean porridge," Meiya said casually as she pulled her sleeve. "Yesterday grandma Chen said that there were too many red beans in her family. If she can't finish eating, she will have to recruit insects."

"Then, we'll have red bean porridge," Chen Qingxuan said in a hurry, adding another sentence in a low voice, "add more sugar."

"Eh?" Meiya suddenly stared at Chen Qingxuan with the eyes of the monster. "Mr. Chen, you've never hated eating sugar the most? Why do you still charge me to add more sugar now? "

"I just want to eat it all of a sudden," Chen Qingxuan felt his face suddenly burned. For the first time in his life, the 23-year-old man was so embarrassed. He looked down to avoid Meiya's eyes and pretended to be relaxed. "I'll go back to my room and change my clothes and come back to help you burn the fire."

"No, no! I'll do it myself. " Meiya was so busy that she waved and went into the kitchen to do some work.

Chen Qingxuan watched Meiya enter the kitchen, and then he held the wall and moved towards the room step by step. Last night, he slept so curled up all night, and his legs were not his own. If he hadn't just been supporting the wall, he fell down early in the morning. At this time, he had slowed down a lot, but he still couldn't walk. Chen Qingxuan just limped into the bedroom and listened to the news The sound of pots and pans made me so happy that I couldn't tell. I limped out of the box and found a set of green bamboo silk long gown that I would not wear at ordinary times. It was made by grandma Chen when he was admitted as a scholar. But he was simple and didn't want to wear it. She kept it in the box all the time. But now, he suddenly remembered it This set of long gown was put on the body in a hurry. At the same time, I buttoned the copper mirror, and at the same time, I moved my eyes away in disgust.

Is he a confidant?