wealthy child bride

Chapter 151

She Shen Nian has always been a very self-aware person.

Ever since her grandma sent her away, walked out of the small fishing village, and came to Shen's house, people were warm and cold, and the world was hot and cold. After tasting it, she knew that if she wanted not to be abandoned, then it was best to turn around and leave before being abandoned by others.

Life has to go on, she doesn't want to suffer herself, she can afford it and let it go, this is her principle of doing things.

"Actually, if you don't love, you can't do it because of love. I'm right." This is Shen Nian's answer to Zhou Hang's response before he turned and left.

It's not that I don't love, but that I can't get the person I love.

Shen Nian's voice was calm and calm, not at all like the loneliness and despair that a let down woman should show.

Since that day, they have no more intimate intersections, but the distance is far away.

Zhou Hang once thought that apart from Liu Lian, he would never fall in love with another woman in his life, but Zhou Hang never thought that he would meet such Shen Nian again in this life.

This woman, he can't guess or see through, sometimes she is like water that has frozen but is not sick, and sometimes she is like a burning tree but can't see the fire.

She always overturns your cognition the last second the second you judge her.

For a while, the two of them lived in the Chu River and Han Realm without disturbing each other.

Several times, Zhou Hang discovered that Shen Nian was not a young lady who didn't care about Yang Chunshui. She could hold a knife and fork gracefully and eat with graceful posture, and she could also skillfully chop vegetables with a kitchen knife.

Shen Nian can always find a lot of things to do, and enjoys it, for example, she will sit at the desk and draw a picture, and it will take dozens of afternoons, or he will read an original French magazine, they The house I live in is big, single-family villa, three floors, it is very easy for one person to hide from another person, but sometimes, if God wants two people to meet, hiding is useless .

That night, Zhou Hang was singing and dancing as usual, and it was already midnight when he came back. The thirst after drinking made him go to the kitchen to find water. From a distance, he saw the light leaking from the room, entering the half-open door. , Zhou Hang was taken aback, Shen Nian was stirring the porridge in the pot with a spoon in the condensed white light.

A very slender off-white porridge bubbling with small bubbles, filled the room with rice fragrance, and a faint mist.

Sensing someone's gaze, Shen Nian turned around and saw Zhou Hang standing by the door.

"It's so late, why are you here..." Obviously, Shen Nian was surprised by Zhou Hang's appearance.

"Oh, I drank some wine, my mouth is a little dry, what are you doing?" Zhou Hang took the water Shen Nian handed to him, looked at the porridge she made, and asked knowingly.

For some reason, Zhou Hang felt that the porridge made by Shen Nian would be delicious.

"Porridge, this year's new rice, I want to try it, so I cooked some porridge, do you want a bowl?" Saying so, Shen Nian has already prepared it for Zhou Hang and put it on the table. The four sides of the dining table are carved with curly cursive patterns and ancient charms, which not only differentiate the times, but also isolate the distance itself.

At the long dining table, two people sat at both ends, looking at each other from a distance.

"Thank you." I took a spoonful and put it in my mouth, and I bit into a shrimp in one bite. "Seafood congee?"

"Yeah." Shen Nian was also eating, a whole spoon, but there was only a little bit of porridge at the tip of the spoon, it seemed that he had lost his appetite.

"This rice is not bad, where did you buy it?" Zhou Hang felt that he had nothing to say, and he attributed it to the fact that he drank too much and his brain was confused.

"I didn't buy it." Shen Nian put down the spoon, poured the porridge into the trash can, washed the bowl and put it on the drainer.

"It was given by a distant relative from my grandfather's house. This year's first stubble rice in Northeast Shuangliao and Shuangshan is very fragrant and tastes good." Shen Nian answered every question but never said a word.

"Oh." At this moment, Zhou Hang felt like a fool, it was the first time he didn't know what to say in front of a woman.

Shen Nian looked at the unfinished food in Zhou Hang's bowl and said, "Put it here when you're done eating. Mrs. Zhang will clean it up tomorrow morning. I'll go to bed first, good night." After finishing speaking, she got up and left.

"That..." By coincidence, Zhou Hang stopped Shen Nian.

"What's the matter?" Shen Nian didn't look back, but stopped.

"Thank you for the porridge."

"You're welcome." Shen Nian walked out of the kitchen without looking back.

Shen Nian didn't see how warm Zhou Hang's eyes looked at her that night, but Zhou Hang remembered how precious the bowl of porridge she gave him was.

Late at night, when he came back alone, there was a beam of light and a person waiting for him in the once empty place, and gave him a bowl of porridge to warm his already cold stomach.

Zhou Hang had never experienced this feeling.

After that night, Shen Nian felt that Zhou Hang was a little strange, his tone was no longer frivolous, his words had something to say, he didn't stay at night and night, he talked to her more, and sometimes he even seemed a little looking for something to talk about.

There was even one time when Zhou Hang invited her to a candlelight dinner. The Japanese wagyu beef was half-cooked. Shen Nian vomited and had diarrhea after eating it.

Lying on the hospital bed, it was the first time Shen Nian talked so much to Zhou Hang.

She said: "Zhou Hang, if you still want to invite me to dinner next time, please treat me to hot pot. I can safely eat it after high-temperature sterilization. Things like Japanese wagyu beef are really unbearable for my stomach."

"Also, I don't like eating things that are not fully cooked. If you really want to treat me to expensive ones, please treat me to seafood."

Shen Nian's voice was weak, and Zhou Hang's heart made of copper and iron felt a little distressed and softened.

Zhou Hang sat by her bed, stretched out his hand to caress her forehead, and said with a smile, "If you like or dislike anything in the future, just tell me."

Shen Nian turned his head indifferently, although he didn't avoid Zhou Hang's hand, his intention couldn't be more obvious.

Shen Nian didn't think too much about Zhou Hang's changes, her posture remained the same, she would not offend me if she was not offended, she stayed at home all day except for work, cooked two small dishes when she was in the mood, and slept until dawn when she was lazy.

(End of this chapter)