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Liang Xinhe parked the car and took a look. It was not yet six o'clock, and there was still a long time before the appointment with Ning Xi. What are you doing at this time?Go home first?

Although Ning Xi said that he didn't need to bring anything, it didn't feel good to go to the house empty-handed.

She took the elevator to the first floor and walked out through the door.

I went shopping around the community, and bought a few Qiuyue pears and a grapefruit in the life supermarket.

I walked out and looked at the time, it was not yet six o'clock.

Today's time is really too slow.

She simply carried the fruit around and found a newly opened flower shop.

She didn't know what kind of flowers Ning Xi liked. After walking around the flower shop for a long time, the proprietress smiled and gave her advice, saying that there were several Colombian carnations that had just arrived in the shop, which were very fresh. Special charm, of course, the price will be higher.

She led Liang Xinhe over to look, and the characteristics of the Gekang variety are reflected in the thick and textured petals, with jagged edges, like hand-cut silk flowers.

Liang Xinhe picked out a bouquet of Reg Malone carnations.

The proprietress told her that when it first blooms, the outer layer is light ginger yellow, and the inner layer is a little orange-pink, and when it is fully bloomed in the later stage, it will turn into light green with a little yellow tinge.

Liang Xinhe already liked it in his heart, but he was still a little uncertain, "I really like it, but I don't know if she likes this flower as a gift."

The proprietress's speech skills are top-notch: "If you don't give it away, how will you know whether the other party likes it or not? Besides, if you give someone your favorite flowers, the other party must also feel your heart."

Liang Xinhe was persuaded by her, and happily paid and left.

When I went back to the community, I saw that it was twenty past six.

She took the elevator home first.

You can't go to someone's house until you pinch it, you have to help something.

She entered the room, ran to the bathroom in a hurry, looked in the mirror, her makeup was okay, she didn't take off too much, she took out the powder and covered it with a thin layer, and added some light-colored lipstick.

Taking a picture of himself again, he was still wearing more formal clothes, so he went to the room and changed into more comfortable clothes.

Simple white V-neck cotton and linen top, lantern cuffs, mustard green A-length skirt, long hair tied back, holding flowers, picking up fruits and leaving.

On the 15th floor, go to C.

She glanced at the lock before ringing the bell.

She was thinking "Why do I still remember Ning Xi's door lock code, I should tell Ning Xi that her code should be changed", when the door opened.

Ning Xi's familiar face appeared, she was wearing an apron, Liang Xinhe was inexplicably nervous at this moment.

"Hi~"

In the next second, the flowers in her arms hit Ning Xi's face directly.

"Eh?"

The two looked at each other.

The soft petals slid across Ning Xi's plain face, she caught the bouquet, and slowly blinked her eyelashes.

"It's like this. I wanted to wave my hand just now. I was holding the fruit in one hand, and the only thing I could move was the hand holding the flower, so I accidentally..." After entering the room, Liang Xinhe explained in embarrassment, "I didn't hurt you. Bar?"

"No..." Ning Xi looked at the flowers in her arms, a complicated expression flashed across her face, "The flowers are pretty, thank you."

"...No need, heck, whatever you like." Liang Xinhe looked a little unnatural, "I came early, right?"

"No, I'm just short of frying a vegetable..."

"And fruit..."

The two walked to the kitchen together.

Ning Xi put the flowers and fruits in the corner of the island platform, and said in a low voice, "Should I put it here first?"

Liang Xinhe also hummed lightly, and saw that there was already a dish on the table in Nakajima.

Pork with taro.

Liang Xinhe was stunned, watching her turn around to prepare another dish, which was soup.

She had her hair tied up, and the pattern on the apron was a panda. When she untied the transparent pot cover, a faint sweet and fresh fragrance came.

Liang Xinhe approached slightly, and saw the snow-white fish balls, red ham slices and a few shiitake mushrooms.

"This is... fish ball soup?"

"Ah."

"This is too... heavy work, right?" Liang Xinhe said in surprise, "It took a lot of effort for you to make these two dishes."

"...Fortunately, the fish balls are handled by the aunt who sells fish downstairs." Ning Xi closed her eyes, and a hazy mist floated up, as if adding a literary soft light filter to her side face.

Liang Xinhe breathed a sigh of relief, smiled: "May I help you with something?"

She saw the washed baby dishes and some dishes for preparing dishes in the large single sink in the kitchen, and walked over.

"Would you like to wash the baby dishes again?"

"Ah?" Ning Xi looked at her work in surprise, and said slowly, "Well, yes..."

Liang Xinhe smiled at her sideways, "Okay, I'll wash all of these by the way."

Ning Xi paused: "Oh, good."

"Okay." Liang Xinhe replied crisply.

Ning Xi glanced at her, a lot of thoughts flashed through her mind for a moment, she turned over the soup with a spoon, then glanced at her again, pursed her lips, and sprinkled the Shanghai Qing on the small plate next to her.

She has always been busy here alone, she is used to it, and suddenly there is another person to help her, and it is really uncomfortable to be in the same space.

"Your cabinet looks like it's from TOCLAS, right?" For some reason, Liang Xinhe felt her heart beating faster and faster. She could only find something to say. It would be more reasonable to find a field that she is familiar with at this time and here, " Its sink is quite famous, this large single sink can be seamlessly joined with the countertop, and you can also choose the color and shape.”

Ning Xi's is semi-elliptical and milky white.

"Hmm..." Ning Xi thought about it, "It seems to be this brand, the designer found it for me at that time."

"Well, if you want to make a seamless connection with the countertop, you have to discuss it with the countertop manufacturer. Some merchants are unwilling to do it."

"...It was also the designer who helped me communicate, and it went smoothly."

Liang Xinhe picked up the baby vegetables and put them in the draining basket.

The water drops were stained with creamy yellow vegetable leaves, and her eyes fell on it, but she was thinking in her heart: "If I designed it for her back then, wouldn't I have known her earlier?"

But it's impossible. I wasn't the chief case designer six or seven years ago, and I couldn't handle such a large order by myself.

So, is this the best time, the best arrangement?

"...You don't need to wash the dishes, they will be washed in the dishwasher later." Seeing that she was silent, Ning Xi glanced at her.

"Oh, yes." Liang Xinhe came back to his senses, responded, and looked at her, "Then I will open the flowers."

Um. Ning Xi thought for a while and said, "Open the cabinet underneath, there are vases." "

"Okay." Liang Xinhe squatted down to open the cabinet, and chose a white ceramic vase, the body of which had some shape, like slightly crumpled paper.

The flowers are very fresh and do not need to be awakened.

Liang Xinhe disassembled the flowers, trimmed them, cut off the leaves at the bottom of each stem, cut the bottom of the flowers obliquely with scissors, put the preservative sent by the store, and inserted them one by one.

The low-saturation turmeric is mixed with orange-pink, green flower stems, and large flowers are blooming from the white bottle mouth, quiet and elegant.

Liang Xinhe inserted it, took a few steps back, and admired it.

"Does it look good?" She turned her head to look for Ning Xi with a smile, and found that she had already served the soup, so she stood at Nakajima Terrace and looked at her, her eyes met, she smiled faintly: "It looks good."

"Where do you want to put it?" Liang Xinhe asked, "The living room?"

"Well, I'll fry a baby dish, it will be ready soon."

Liang Xinhe came out with flowers, looked around the living room, and put the vase on her desk.

When she looked back, she could just see Ning Xi cooking in the kitchen. She walked around involuntarily to find a better and wider view to see her.

The mood is indescribable, and there seems to be something mixed with happiness, which is hard to say, and it's hard to say.

However, the most important thing is to feel happy and happy.

Ning Xi put the last dish on the island, turned around and met Liang Xinhe's gaze.

After a few seconds, she took off her apron and said softly, "Let's eat."

Liang Xinhe can't remember the last time she ate home-cooked food by herself. Ning Xi's cooking skills are better than she imagined, and the saltiness is also very suitable for her taste. She repeatedly praised: "Actually, I guessed that you can cook , I just didn’t expect you to cook such delicious food.”

Ning Xi was silent for two seconds, and said, "I signed up for a cooking class before, and learned a little bit of Chinese and Western food."

"Wow~" Liang Xinhe was a little surprised, "There are quite a few people who sign up for this class, at least I rarely hear about it." She heard that these courses are signed up by full-time housewives.

Ning Xi lowered her gaze, stared at the bowl, and suddenly said, "I learned it for my girlfriend at the time, and she is picky eater."

Liang Xinhe was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "Then she is very lucky."

Actually not.Zhang Nisi is not only a picky eater, but also pays great attention to body management. Generally, she doesn't eat much carbohydrates, and she doesn't dare to eat high-calorie Chinese food, so she rarely eats her own food.

In the past, she often cooked with great enthusiasm. She said thank you baby, thank you Xiaoxi, but in fact she just picked a few bites. Fake complaining, oops you trying to make me fat?

Later, she stopped cooking, and they stopped eating together. Ning Xi soon realized that Zhang Nisi was relieved after she stopped cooking.

Ning Xi felt very sad when thinking about those years, feeling that she could never meet Zhang Nisi's request to love her in the way she wanted.

And Zhang Nisi couldn't see the way he loved her.

These long-term memories are gone, leaving only emotions, like the sand left over after the waves, piercing the soft belly of the heart wet and cold, it is difficult for outsiders to understand.

So Ning Xi just slightly hooked the corners of her lips, didn't say anything, and didn't smile much.

Liang Xinhe didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, so he could only remain silent.

Silence spread between the two.

At this stage, Liang Xinhe discovered that Ning Xi had never moved her chopsticks towards the taro meat, she felt strange: "Don't you eat sweet taro?"

"Oh, yes." Ning Xi paused before saying, "I'm slightly allergic to taro."

Huh?Then why do you still make this dish?

Should, should not...

Holding the rice bowl, Liang Xinhe's body language stagnated, his mind turned rapidly, and his cheeks became hot because of a certain guess.

"...Last time in the supermarket, I noticed that you took taro, and thought maybe you like taro." After Ning Xi finished speaking, she raised her eyes and glanced at her.

She hadn't worn glasses since she was cooking just now, and there was no disturbance in her expression at this time, but the details of her eyes were clearly visible.

Slender eyebrows, soft and slightly curled eyelashes, moist eyes, eyes like hazy fog, but with a quiet charm.

Liang Xinhe's heart trembled rapidly.

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