{Yahua Apartments, New York, USA}
Chu Lian was half-sitting and half-lying on the sofa. What was he thinking? In fact, even he himself could not figure out what he was thinking. His thoughts had always been chaotic, and recently, his mind seemed to be blank. It was not that he had lost his memory, but that he was really tired and did not know what to think.
"Chu Lian, I'm back!" Yahua's voice came from the door. Chu Lian turned around and saw Yahua returning from the supermarket with many bags. At the end of June in New York, the thermometer was like a naughty child, climbing all the way. Fine beads of sweat seeped out of Yahua's forehead. With a little makeup on, she revealed a delicate and beautiful appearance, making people feel at ease and comfortable. Chu Lian's bone injury had not recovered yet, so he could not go up and help her. The only thing he could do was turn on the air conditioner.
"The weather has been getting hot recently. I bought lotus roots and green beans from the supermarket. I'll make you lotus root and green bean porridge, okay?”Yahua asked Chu Lian with a smile.
Ever since they moved into Yahua's apartment, Yahua had been cooking for Chu Lian in various ways almost every day. Yahua's culinary skills were top-notch and could be said to be at the level of a chef. However, every time she cooked a meal, she would carefully ask Chu Lian if he would like it and if there was anything he did not want to eat. Chu Lian was very touched.
Chu Lian nodded, and Yahua smiled happily. She turned around, put on her apron, and went to the kitchen to get busy.
" Chu Lian, when I was at the supermarket just now, I encountered something interesting…" Yahua told Chu Lian a story excitedly.
Chu Lian rarely spoke, which was a completely different person from the Chu Lian of the past. However, Yahua never blamed Chu Lian. She always told Chu Lian about the interesting things she had encountered recently and made him smile. Actually, Yahua was already very content. After all, Chu Lian was still reacting. During the two months when Chu Lian was in a coma, she was already used to acting as a one-man show. The only thing Yahua wanted to do now was to do her best to make Chu Lian happier. She firmly believed that she would definitely turn Chu Lian back into the original Chu Lian.
Yahua placed the muddy lotus root into the water and picked up the steel ball to scrub it. The rice and green beans in the rice cooker had already been put into the pot, and a faint fragrance wafted out.
Chu Lian watched from behind as Yahua skillfully washed, peeled, and cut the meat. The room was spotless, and the faint setting sun shone on Yahua through the clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows. She suddenly felt that her back was so warm, and she actually felt a sense of kinship. Listening to the rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables, the tender and white lotus root soon turned into fragrant and juicy lotus root shreds. Looking at her calm demeanor and beautiful back, Chu Lian suddenly felt that something had touched his heart. The warm fragrance of the porridge seemed to transform into a warm current that flowed through the bottom of his heart…
"Hey! What was he thinking? Time to eat!" Yahua saw that Chu Lian was in a daze, and she playfully waved her hand in front of Chu Lian's eyes.
Chu Lian came back to his senses and saw that Yahua had already set the table in front of him. Yahua knew that Chu Lian was not used to western food, so she bought a Chinese recipe and studied it carefully. No matter where the local dishes were, she would cook them one by one. If Chu Lian liked them, she would cook them again. If he didn't like them very much, she wouldn't cook them again. The main course was already laid out on the table. There were a few small cakes that looked so appetizing. There were several kinds of small pickles. Some were green and dripping, while others were colorful. They were placed on different small plates. It seemed like an ordinary dinner, but it could be seen how much the host was a person with a sense of life and how much effort the host had put into this meal.
"Come, have some porridge! Hurry up and taste what I made!" Yahua brought over a bowl of porridge, and the warm steam slowly rose between their faces. In the ancient celadon bowl, there was lotus root and mung bean porridge that was filled with fragrance. The white rice porridge was mixed with blooming mung beans and light purple lotus root shreds. Yahua scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to Chu Lian's mouth.
"Drink! Don't you like it?" Yahua looked at Chu Lian, who did not open his mouth, and was a little puzzled.
" Mm." Chu Lian opened his mouth mechanically and drank the porridge that Yahua brought to his mouth.
"Is it good?" Yahua asked.
" Mm." Chu Lian nodded.
Yahua smiled like a little girl being praised. A woman who was almost thirty years old was so mature and capable in front of outsiders. Chu Lian had never expected her smile to be so pure and beautiful. Her image at home was so virtuous.
"You eat it yourself. I'll try it myself! Otherwise, it'll get cold later!" Chu Lian said to Yahua.
"It's fine! I'm afraid of the heat. It's just nice to drink it when it's cold. You have a bone injury, and your right arm and ribs haven't recovered yet. Don't spill the porridge I worked so hard to make on the ground. You'll be more of a hindrance!”Yahua laughed heartily.
"Come!" Yahua scooped another spoonful of porridge and placed it in Chu Lian's mouth. She also picked up some side dishes.
"This side dish is my specialty. My mother taught me. How was it? Is it delicious?"
" Delicious." Chu Lian revealed a rare smile. For some reason, he felt that this dish was somewhat similar to the one his mother had made before. He had to admit that sometimes, some scents would evoke memories and homesickness, directly poking at the softest part of Xinzhou. All of a sudden, Chu Lian felt a sense of home. Although this feeling was somewhat inexplicable, it still made him feel as happy as home.
Yahua helped Chu Lian finish his meal while she hurriedly ate some leftovers that had already cooled down. She then happily cleared the dishes. She said that she was happy to clear the dishes today because Chu Lian smiled during dinner. This was rare. She had already liked Chu Lian for eight years, but Chu Lian's every move would still make Yahua's emotions fluctuate like a little girl.
After she was done cleaning up, Yahua helped Chu Lian to wash up and then helped him back to the bedroom.
Yahua gave her comfortable Simmons bed to Chu Lian to sleep on while she helped him get a sofa in the living room. Yahua pulled a curtain between the bed and the sofa. Yahua said that this way, if Chu Lian needed anything at night, she could tell her to make it more convenient. At the same time, her schedule at night was also different from Chu Lian's, so that her own lighting would not affect Chu Lian's rest.
Over the past month, Yahua had been nestled on the small sofa with a cup of strong coffee beside her. She stayed up late to work on the proposal. When she was tired, she would nestle on the sofa and sleep for a while. If Chu Lian needed anything at night, she would come over to help.
Chu Lian knew that every night, when he looked at the increasingly thin figure behind the curtain through the light, he felt indescribably touched and guilty. Other than that, he seemed to feel a little heartache.
"What books do you want to read? Where's the CD?" Yahua asked with concern. In order not to make Chu Lian bored, Yahua bought many books and videos that Chu Lian liked.
" I, let me take a look at the proposal. You're so busy until late every day…" Chu Lian said.
"Plan? No! I'm reading a novel! That novel is so well written!" Yahua's eyes evaded her as she said this. Then, she smiled and said," How can there be so many proposals to do! You can rest in peace! Call me if you need anything!" He patted Chu Lian's shoulder and walked over to the curtain.
When the lights were turned on, the strong smell of coffee wafted over from her back…
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。