The tableware on the table was not placed. Seeing that the aunt was still busy in the kitchen, Shen Zhiliong set the tableware for her on his own initiative.
The heat was on in the house, so it wasn't as cold.
Looking at the hot food on the table, Shen Zhilie suddenly felt really hungry.
Shen Zhili was a little overwhelmed by her aunt's warm hospitality. She also specially cooked a bowl of wonton noodles for her, and she just took a few bites.
longtaoAlas, I wanted you to come over for dinner with that kid Awen, but I didn't expect him to be busy recently.
shenzhiningWell, next time is okay, I'll tell him.
longtao[Aunt] Otherwise, come to Auntie's house for the Spring Festival this year. Auntie is quite deserted by herself.
Shen Zhili took a sip of her noodles and looked up at the woman opposite.
shenzhiningIs your son not coming home?
longtao[Aunt] Alas, that child has been busy with work recently, and he hasn't come back for the New Year in previous years, so he probably shouldn't come back this year either.
It was true that she rarely saw the son of the family, and she heard this from her aunt.
This made her unconsciously depressed. She and Silence seemed to be in the same situation, but compared to Auntie and her son, she had an inexplicable conflict with Silence.
This feeling is the accumulation of a long time.
In the middle of the night, Shen Zhili, who had finished eating, was left at home by her aunt to watch TV, because no one was at home there, so she simply agreed.
Xiao Biscuit was not that noisy, and quietly lay on the sofa next to Shen Zhiliong.
Shen Zhiliong didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, she was covered with a blanket. When her vision was clear, she lifted the quilt and covered Little Biscuit who was sleeping next to her. The voice of the conversation came from the entrance, Shen Zhiliong got up and walked towards the entrance. She was awakened by this move, Little Biscuit raised her head and followed. With the help of the light, she could see the person who was talking to Auntie.
Liu Yaowen seemed to have noticed him too. He raised his eyes and looked at her. Shen Zhiliong stood there, a little stunned.
The boy was wearing a brown trench coat, his hair was neat, and his facial features looked a little soft under the warm orange light.
Auntie turned around and smiled when she saw Shen Zhili.
longtao[Aunt] Xiao Lie woke up, Awen said he couldn't find you, but luckily he came here.
longtao[Aunt] Do you want to stay for a meal before leaving?
liuyaowenDon't bother auntie.
She thought she had an illusion, but she didn't expect Liu Yaowen to come over. Little Biscuit followed behind Shen Zhili. When she went back, Little Biscuit was still clinging reluctantly. If it wasn't for Auntie pulling it back, I'm afraid I really want to follow them home.
The light bulbs flickered beside her. Shen Zhiliong put her hands in her pockets and stared blankly at the snow beneath her feet with her head lowered.
The key opened the door, and the chill on his face made Shen Zhilie tremble uncontrollably. Liu Yaowen changed his shoes and walked to the living room, reaching out to turn on the heating.
shenzhiningYou came back early today.
It could be heard that the boy's tone was a bit like he didn't want to chat, and Shen Zhili also closed his mouth sensibly.
Shen Zhili poured himself a cup of hot water and sat on the sofa for a while. Watching Liu Yaowen take off his coat and walk towards the kitchen, Shen Zhili stood up subconsciously and couldn't help but speak.
shenzhiningDidn't you eat?
liuyaowenWell, I'm in a hurry to come back, I haven't eaten yet.
shenzhiningIt's late too, why don't you order takeout?
To be precise, Liu Yaowen rarely ordered takeout. If he could do it, he would be willing to do it himself.
