I want to give my all to love you

Chapter 186 Can You Cook Porridge? (2)
"Afraid that I will run away again, you let the bodyguards watch me and monitor me. Wei Ziqi, do you want to lock me in a cage? When you are free, you take me out for a walk, but the neck is still there. Gotta tie the rope."

"Just like a puppy, it seems to be able to run, but the length of running is only as long as the rope. No matter how long the rope is, there is a limit. When it reaches the end, it will be dragged back." Wei Ran said softly.

"Wei Ziqi, I'm tired, I'm really tired." Wei Ran covered his heart, "Here, I'm tired. I'm always guessing your thoughts, always begging you to give me answers. Like me The death of parents is like Cen Manrong."

"I was so anxious that you gave me such an answer. You said I'm not a stand-in..." Wei Ran shook his head lightly, "It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Now, there are already so many things, and I don't know how many more things will happen in the future. But you have been so silent on me, and the things are so suppressed, suppressed, and the pressure is getting more and more in my heart. Sooner or later, I won't be able to bear it anymore."

"I'll tell you now while I can bear it. I don't know where my upper limit is. Maybe one more thing will overwhelm me." Wei Ran covered her heart, deeply He took a deep, rough breath.

The panting sound was so loud, it felt like it was really hard to breathe, and at some point, it seemed that I couldn't catch my breath anymore.

"Go away, let me be quiet." Finally, after taking a deep breath, he let it out heavily, Wei Ran said.

"You will come back!" Wei Ziqi said hoarsely.

Wei Ran was taken aback for a moment, originally he only turned his head slightly, but now he turned his head completely to face Wei Ziqi.

She blinked and looked at Wei Ziqi. There was forbearance on his face, but she couldn't guess what he was holding back.

But the words just now pierced her heart, it hurt.

I don't know if she heard it wrong, but there seemed to be an imperceptible fragility in his tense voice, as if he was afraid that she would just be like this and never go back.

But it was because it was too inconspicuous that Wei Ran couldn't be sure.

There are times when he is so vulnerable, so scared?
Just looking at his expression, Wei Ran couldn't tell.

Wei Ran didn't know if he heard it wrong, but he really felt distressed just now.

She looked at Wei Ziqi carefully until she really couldn't see anything anymore, Wei Ran finally nodded, "I will go back."

Wei Ziqi slowly let go of his clenched fists, he let out a breath, lowered his shoulders, "Call me if you have anything to do."

This time, Wei Ran didn't answer him, but just leaned his head back on the back of the sofa.

Seeing this, Wei Ziqi could only turn around and leave no matter how reluctant he was.

This time, he really didn't dare to push her anymore, he pushed her into a hurry, she didn't cry, make noise, or run, and tossed her body without saying a word, what should I do if something happened?
Maybe, I lost my life after tossing.

This time, he couldn't resist coming over to look at it, but if he kept stretching, he couldn't come.

Her life might really be gone.

Therefore, with this lesson learned, Wei Ziqi did not dare to force it anymore.

Wei Ran stretched his eyes weakly, looking at Wei Ziqi's back.

The man's waist was always straight, but this time he bent for some reason.

Although the body is not hunched over, but the shoulders are drooping, and there is no energy at all.

Wei Ziqi has always been high-spirited, and he has always been the only one who nods and bows to him.

No matter what happens to him, he can keep a cold face, be ruthless, and dare to use any tricks. He has never shown weakness or backed down.

Even when faced with a pile of corpses, he would not frown, but instead would sneer, thinking that these dead people are useless.

But now, he was discouraged and listless, as if he had been hit hard.

Wei Ran opened his mouth, his throat was sore, he almost stopped calling him, but he held back.

She made up her mind, but she didn't expect her heart to hurt so much, it hurt so badly that it was useless for her to hold her hand.

Until Wei Ziqi turned a corner, left the living room and out of her sight.

Wei Ran really wanted to go down to the ground, and secretly followed behind, just to see his back.

Can move, no energy.

After a while, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

Wei Ran's heart ached again when the voice was so exciting, he thought to himself, this man has never been as good-tempered as he is today, even...

He even wants to ask her!

Seeing Wei Ziqi coming out, Huo Zhenggang immediately stood up straight, "Young Master Qi!"

After the voice fell, he noticed the slump on Wei Ziqi's face.

It's not obvious, but compared to Wei Ziqi's usual demeanor, this change is still easy to spot.

Huo Zhenggang was stunned for a moment.

Wei Ziqi straightened his body, "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, Wei Ziqi left, but went directly to the opposite building, where Huo Zhenggang and the others rented the house.

The house is a north-south apartment type. The two houses happen to be the living room facing the living room, and the guest room facing the guest room.

Standing on the balcony, Wei Ziqi could just see Wei Ran's living room, and she could also see her lying on the sofa.

He went back to the house and looked at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock.

The little millet porridge that Wei Ran drank in the morning has probably been digested by now.

"Can you cook porridge?" Wei Ziqi asked Huo Zhenggang.

Huo Zhenggang was dumbfounded, he is a rough guy, how can he cook porridge, what he usually knows best is making instant noodles, and he doesn't even bother to cook it.

"No...it won't be..." Huo Zhenggang blinked, scratched the back of his head, and said rather depressedly, "And Qi Shao, we both order takeout or eat instant noodles these days, so we haven't turned on the fire at home. There is no material."

"Then go and buy some millet, and some vegetables, such as kale, cucumber, etc., which should be refreshing. And buy some seasoning, isn't there any seasoning in the house?" Wei Ziqi asked with a frown.

Huo Zhenggang tried his best to control his astonishment, but his heart was filled with thunder.

Why did Young Master Qi buy these things?
Do you want to do it yourself?

No!
Or... Young Master Qi doesn't like takeaway, but his own stir-fry. Is this going to let them do it?

But the two of them are old men, neither of them can do this!
"No..." Huo Zhenggang said.

"Then buy the seasoning as well, no matter what the flavor is or what it's used for, just count them all," Wei Ziqi said.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, Huo Zhenggang hurriedly went to buy it with his subordinates.

There is a small supermarket in the community. Although it is not big, it has everything you need. The quality of the goods is also good, but it is a bit more expensive than the ones outside.

But there is no need to go out of the community to the outlet room below.

The small supermarket is close, it takes only 5 minutes to arrive, and it takes less than 15 minutes to go back and forth.

But after buying the things, Wei Ziqi looked at the materials in front of him, but felt worried.

The ingredients are simple, millet porridge, cucumber, kale, and broccoli.

But these condiments, bottles and jars are all over the table, Wei Ziqi has nothing to do except the commonly used oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

Fortunately, Huo Zhenggang and his men picked good ones, and there were names on the bottles and jars.

Wei Ziqi took out his mobile phone and searched online, including how to make millet porridge, and how to make pickled cucumber and broccoli.

Then, Wei Ziqi discovered that in order to do this, there must be a pot first...

Let’s not talk about pickled cucumbers and broccoli, millet porridge, according to the recipe, it doesn’t taste good when boiled in a small pot, and the rice is not glutinous.

Wei Ziqi thought, Wei Ran's stomach is fragile now, so he naturally wants to eat soft and glutinous food.

In the recipe, an electric pressure cooker is used.

But in this house, not to mention the electric pressure cooker, there is not even a small milk pot.

Wei Ziqi searched the kitchen and came out with a dark face, "No pot?"

Huo Zhenggang really felt the great pressure, and he could hardly keep up with Wei Ziqi's rhythm.

Wei Ziqi's thinking was jumping, too fast, and he was talking without beginning or end, so he couldn't react immediately.

"Young Master Qi, this house only includes the most basic furniture, not the pot."

Wei Ziqi looked at his watch, it was already 12:30, and after he got all his things in order, he started to work again, and Wei Ran could have lunch and dinner together.

"I'll go out for a while." So Wei Ziqi said.

Wei Ziqi looked around, and finally found a small shop that looked passable, at least on the surface, and was clean.

After entering, take it.As soon as the waiter came over, Wei Ziqi said, "I want a bowl of millet porridge."

Clothes.The waiter's eyelids twitched, and he said, "Sir, this is our menu. We don't cook anything that isn't on the menu, and we don't have millet porridge..."

"Can't I order a la carte?" Wei Ziqi raised his eyebrows.

His temperament is really incompatible with this small shop.

To save space, round stools are used.

It's such a simple little shop, Wei Ziqi is sitting here, like a big Buddha.

Clothes.The waiter works in this small shop. Although he has never met a big man, he knows how to distinguish temperament and momentum.

When Wei Ziqi raised her eyebrows, she became a little nervous, and said in embarrassment: "We really don't have that."

"Do you have Xiaomi?" Wei Ziqi said, not asking her.

"Yes." Take it.The waiter hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Then make me a pot." Wei Ziqi said, "How much money you want."

Clothes.The waiter slandered, whatever?That one thousand?
But she didn't say anything, just said: "Then I'll go talk to the boss."

The boss is a middle-aged man sitting behind the cash register, in his 50s, with dark hair dyed.

She muttered to the boss a few times, and then came back, "Sir, the boss said yes, but you have to cook it in one pot, not a small bowl, or it would take a lot of fire and the cost would be high. Fifty per pot."

Wei Ziqi didn't care that they took advantage of the fire to rob, and it didn't cost much.

"Sure, hurry up, I need it urgently." Wei Ziqi said.

Clothes.The waiter hurried to tell the kitchen, she thought Wei Ziqi was a weird person, he insisted on millet porridge, and he wanted it urgently.

But the speed of this small shop is quite fast, convincing.The waiter came out with the millet porridge in a plastic bag. Wei Ziqi paid the money and came out with the millet porridge.

Wei Ran was lying on the sofa and couldn't fall asleep. The appearance of Wei Ziqi before he left was always swaying in front of her eyes.

The more she thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. She always felt that the man looked a little pitiful.

Wei Ran shook his confused head vigorously, "Wei Ran, you need to stay calm when you are alone, why are you always thinking about him!"

Just as he was thinking, the doorbell rang.

Wei Ran frowned and finally sat up.

She got up tentatively, although her legs were weak, it was not impossible to move, and she insisted on walking to the door.

Looking over the cat's eye, I found that the door was Wei Ziqi who had just left for an hour.

(End of this chapter)