Gu Pan Sheng Zi

Chapter 55N.66
KFC is brightly lit, crowded and noisy.Because it was dinner time and it was in a commercial area, there were a lot of people dining in the store, and there was a long queue in front of the ordering counter.

Ye Murong frowned slightly, showing an impatient expression.

Guan Guan was probably afraid that I would not allow her to let go of her arms and have a big meal, so she pushed me and said, "Mom, go take a seat first." After speaking, she let go of my hand and took Ye Murong's hand.

I have nothing to do with this daughter who can turn to the enemy at any time for food.

Ye Murong's frowning brows relaxed, and he lowered his head seriously and carefully to look at Guan Guan's holding hands with him, and bent down to hug Guan Guan.

There were no seats on the first floor, so I went upstairs to look for it, and at the moment the stairs turned, I looked ahead.Ye Murong, who was wearing a slightly bloated black down jacket, was holding Guan Guan, who was also bloated, in his arms. The two of them were seriously studying the menu on the wall, as if they were discussing whether they want two chicken legs or four.The white light magnified the smiles at the corners of their mouths, it was so dazzling.

Sitting on the second floor by the window, I looked at the advertising leaflet printed on the table, talking about KFC’s healthy breakfast, soy milk fritters seemed to be healthier than traditional Chinese ones.I have to say that the positioning of this publicity strategy is very sharp, and it feels like fighting poison with fire.

Over the years, the taste of KFC in my memory has been blurred, and I can't even find the taste of finger-licking chicken in my taste buds.

When I was in my 20s, it seemed normal to like to eat KFC, but it was very abnormal when I went to Ye Murong's. Not only did he not eat it, he even forbade me to eat it on the grounds of health.Every time I pass by a KFC store and see people gnawing on chicken legs and wings inside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, I have the urge to sniff the glass.

Gluttons are rampant, one day when Ye Murong and the others went to play basketball at noon, I sneaked into KFC behind my back and ate very happily.In the afternoon, Ye Murong asked me what I had for dinner, and I said I had a bento.

His face suddenly darkened, and he said contemptuously, "There are crumbs of fried chicken wings at the corner of your mouth."

My heart trembled, and I tried to calmly say: "How is it possible, there is obviously no chicken wings in the lunch box at noon."

Ye Murong's eyes were like interrogating a prisoner, "Then what did you eat at KFC at noon?"

"I didn't eat KFC."

"Then I saw a bag of KFC ketchup in your bag."

"How is it possible, I didn't eat French fries..."

The voice is getting lower and lower, because I have found that I have fallen into Ye Murong's language trap again so uselessly.He just has an energy. If he feels right, he has to prove it. He can tirelessly approach the goal step by step until he reaches his goal. Even if he is proved wrong in the end, he doesn't care.

The stubbornness in his bones has fueled his persistence, and what is even more frightening is that he can persist regardless of the result.

In the days after leaving Ye Murong, every time I wanted to walk into KFC, someone seemed to whisper in my ear, "I saw the ketchup hidden in your bag."

This is the case with unsatisfactory relationships. The bits and pieces of the past may become a sting in your life at any time, become the source of past memories, and become an untouchable area.So you will quit a lot of habits, avoid some people or things or places, the only thing you expect is that the popular words are true, time can make us forget everything.

"Mom, mom." Guan Guan happily ran towards me with a few snoopy toys in his hands.

I looked up, and Ye Murong came over with a full plate, but his eyes were tightly locked on Guan Guan, full of nervous concern.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a surge of air in my chest, a very warm feeling.It also warms my eye sockets.

Ye Murong sat down opposite me and looked at me deeply.The kind of eyes that almost dissected me made me feel at a loss, and they were completely different from the eyes that looked at me coldly at the hotel door last night.I hurriedly lowered my head and pretended to pull out my phone to have a look.

But Ye Murong grabbed his hand on the table, his hand was dry and warm, his eyes were real and sincere, the smell of green tea on his body faintly existed in the aroma of the food, and was captured by my nose.

Ye Murong said, "Pan Zi, I'm sorry."

My heart trembled, and just as I was about to speak, Guan Guan climbed onto the chair next to me with great effort, put the doll in his hand in front of me, and said, "Mom, I'll let you play with it."

For a moment, I feel that even if Qianfan is exhausted, it is no longer important.

Time flows on emotion, the original resentment is just a misunderstanding between two people who don't know each other, so what's right or wrong?

I patted Ye Murong's hand and smiled, "It's okay."

Ye Murong looked at me in surprise, I took out the hand he was holding, put a napkin on Guan Guan's lap, and stroked Guan Guan's head, "Eat slowly, if you are full, you are not allowed to eat any more. "

Ye Murong didn't take a bite of KFC, he just held a cup of coffee and watched Guan Guan eat it.He was also dissatisfied with KFC's coffee, his brows moved slightly even after taking a sip.

Seeing him asking for trouble, I decided to celebrate by eating an extra pair of chicken wings.

When I got home, I took a shower for Guan Guan, watched her fall asleep, and then I went back to the room to surf the Internet, while Ye Murong first dealt with a bunch of missed calls during dinner, and then fiddled with his computer in the living room.

After a while, I planned to go to the kitchen to drink water, opened the door gently, and was about to go out, but saw the door of Guan Guan's room opened, and Guan Guan, who was wearing Bugs Bunny pajamas, was holding something in his hand, like a thief He tiptoed to the sofa in the living room.

Ye Murong was leaning on the sofa and sitting on the ground with a laptop on his lap. The light from the screen illuminated his face, with long eyebrows and eyes, and a heroic look.He looked up when he heard the sound, and reached his eyes without a smile.

Guan Guan made a silent gesture to him, walked quickly in front of him, and stuffed the things in Ye Murong's hands.I heard Guan Guan say in a low voice: "This is for you. I hid it behind my mother's back. Uncle Ye didn't eat anything at night. Hmm... Will Uncle Ye buy it for Guan Guan in the future?"

Ye Murong froze for a moment, stared blankly at the things in his hand, and then spoke after a while, with a muffled and nasal voice, "Mmm."

Guan Guan hugged Ye Murong happily, then walked back to the room and closed the door.

And Ye Murong kept the posture just now for a long time without moving, but his shoulders shook slightly.

So I became even more curious about what Guan Guan gave Ye Murong, and what was the reason for Ye Murong's reaction.

After a slight noise, Ye Murong picked up the thing and bit it down.Through the light of the floor lamp in the living room, I can clearly see that it is a piece of finger-licking chicken.At the same time, I also saw big drops of tears on Ye Murong's face, incoherent, sliding down his face, and he ate the chicken in his hand bit by bit with tears.

That was the food he held on to without moving.

But that was also the food that his daughter hid herself secretly to prepare to eat after seeing that he hadn't eaten dinner.

This is the first time I saw Ye Murong cry. Although his eyes are hazy like never before, I see more through his tears.

This night, what cannot be calmed down is my heart.It seems that a corner of the heart that has been hard and disguised has quietly loosened.

(End of this chapter)