Lin Zhixia was a little surprised that Li Ci came to pick her up from get off work. She silently followed him into the car with Teacher Chen's evil smile in his eyes.
She didn't expect him to enter the role so quickly, and she also wanted to try to accept some meticulous care from him.
When she got home, Lin Zhixia was a little worried about tonight's dinner. After all, she could fool around as much as she wanted when she was alone, but now that that person is back, it seems that she can no longer be as casual as before.
She thought that there was no food in the refrigerator. She was about to ask Li Ci, who had just come out from changing clothes, if she wanted to go to the supermarket. She saw him go directly into the kitchen and said as he walked: "I'll cook tonight's meal."
Lin Zhixia was a little surprised that he could actually cook. With his family's good conditions, he should be a young master who never touched the spring water. Unexpectedly, he bought the food in advance and was now cooking for her in the kitchen.
She didn't know what to do for a moment, so she took the initiative to enter the kitchen and said to Li Ci who was handling the fish: "Is there anything you can do for me?"
Hearing the sound, Li Ci looked back at her, pointed at the green onion and ginger on the cutting board and said, "Then you can cut it into shreds for me?"
"good."
Lin Zhixia stepped forward, picked up the kitchen knife, pushed the green onions apart, pressed them together and started cutting.
Suddenly she put down the kitchen knife and made a soft "yeah" sound. Li Ci, who heard the movement, quickly put down the fish in his hand, stepped forward and took Lin Zhixia's hand and asked eagerly: "Did you get it?"
Lin Zhixia nodded lightly. In fact, the cut was not serious, but the skin was a little broken and there was a little blood.
Li Ci looked at the bleeding fingers, and without thinking, he took her hand and walked out of the kitchen, letting her sit on the sofa in the living room while he looked for the first aid kit at home from the cabinet.
When he returned to the living room, he already had the disinfectant and band-aid in his hand. He sat directly on the coffee table in front of Lin Zhixia, reached out and pulled her hand over, then carefully disinfected and gently removed the band-aid. On her fingers.
Seeing Li Ci's serious face in front of her, some memories in Lin Zhixia's mind actually overlapped with the scene at this moment. She vaguely remembered that there was a boy who applied medicine to her so carefully after she was accidentally injured.
Lin Zhixia pursed her lips to hold back the sudden tears. She didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of him again.
After Li Ci posted it, he saw Lin Zhixia lowering her head and looking at her fingers stupidly, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes were empty and unfocused.
"Zhi Xia," Li Ci called softly.
But she didn't seem to hear him, immersed in her own thoughts.
Li Ci gently shook Lin Zhixia's hand and called softly again: "Zhixia?"
Lin Zhixia raised her head suddenly, her eyes were red, and there were tears about to flow out.
Li Ci was frightened by her reaction, thinking that he had been a bit heavy just now, "Does it hurt?"
Lin Zhixia came back to her senses, raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and shook her head lightly, "No, it doesn't hurt."
Li Ci realized that she must have thought of something and thought of the man from yesterday. Even though she insisted that she didn't know him at the time, he could still feel some clues between them.
However, if she didn't tell her some things, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask. Some things took time to slowly be forgotten, and he himself knew this very well.
Li Ci looked at her straight for a while and said, "Sit by yourself for a while, and I'll cook."
Lin Zhixia raised her head and glanced at Li Ci, and said with some embarrassment: "Okay," she wanted to help, but she didn't expect anything to be done. She didn't know what the man was thinking about her.
Li Ci made dinner quickly, a simple home-cooked meal of three dishes and one soup.
As soon as he walked to the living room with the dishes, his mobile phone on the bar rang. He said to Lin Zhixia: "Zhixia, answer the phone for me."
After being called, Lin Zhixia got up and walked to the bar. She looked at "Ms. Han" on the screen of her mobile phone and was a little panicked. She knew that Li Ci's mother's surname was Han, but she didn't dare to answer the call privately. She watched the phone ring continuously. The stopped phone was brought to Li Ci.
Li Ci looked at the cell phone raised in front of him, glanced deeply at Lin Zhixia, who had his head lowered, put down the dish he was holding helplessly, connected the cell phone and turned on the speakerphone.
"Mom, what are your orders?" Li Ci said as he re-entered the kitchen and came out with two bowls of rice in his hand.
Han Suqing said with a gentle smile: "You brat, why are you talking to your mother?"
Li Ci motioned Lin Zhixia to sit down and eat with his eyes, and he also pulled out a chair and sat down, "Aren't you eating with dad at this time?"
"Your dad will be back later today." Han Suqing did not forget the purpose of her call, so she said again: "By the way, have you been on vacation recently? Marriage is a major event in life. Please arrange for us to meet with the in-laws to discuss it. What should I do about your wedding?"
Li Ci hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Okay, I understand."
Listening to her son's answer, Han Suqing said angrily: "You have to be careful about this matter, we can't lose etiquette."
Li Ci nodded in agreement and said, "Mom, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Li Ci looked calm and natural. He looked at Lin Zhixia with a smile in his eyes and said, "Let's eat first and try my cooking."
Lin Zhixia nodded, lowered his head and started to eat. He didn't expect that his cooking skills were so good, so he made a simple home-cooked meal that tasted like a restaurant.
After eating for a while, Lin Zhixia looked up at Li Ci and said in a measured tone: "Well, that..."
"What's wrong?"
Li Ci put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and looked at her with inquiring eyes.
"Then, that wedding...can we not do it now?"
Two people have already mentioned their wedding today. In the past, she might have fantasized about how she would look in a wedding dress in the future, but now her marriage to Li Ci is at best a compromise to reality, and they can only be considered suitable. Regarding this marriage, she feels that they are more like cooperation between each other.
Li Ci looked deeply at Lin Zhixia and asked in a serious tone: "Why don't you want to have a wedding?"
Lin Zhixia turned her head slightly, avoiding his eyes, and whispered: "I, I just find it troublesome, and we have already received the certificate. I think this is good."
Li Ci looked at Lin Zhixia, who had different opinions. He didn't say anything. He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded and said, "Okay."
After eating, Lin Zhixia took the initiative to pick up the bowls and chopsticks and walked to the kitchen. Even though her hands were still covered with band-aids, she thought that Li Ci cooked the meal tonight and she should wash the bowls.
As soon as she pulled up her sleeves and put on her plastic gloves, she was pulled directly out of the kitchen by Li Ci who came in from behind.
Li Ci took off the gloves from Lin Zhixia's hands and said in a serious tone: "Don't you want your hands anymore?"
"It's no big deal. Besides, you didn't cook tonight!" Lin Zhixia said with an innocent look.
Li Ci glanced at Lin Zhixia. She knew this kind of thing very clearly. "Since your hand is injured, just let me wash it," he said, turning around and entering the kitchen.
