After preparing the meal, the man was a little embarrassed. He didn't know if the meal was of Yi Tian's appetite, and if he had any other requirements next. But Yi Tian didn't move his chopsticks. He picked up his wallet, found all the cash and handed it to the person, and said, "I'm sorry to scare you. These should be compensated."
Where did the man dare to pick up the money, he quickly shook his head and refused. Yi Tian no longer reluctantly looked at the way he panicked.
"Excuse me, can I go?" The man looked at Yi Tian and asked carefully.
Yi Tian nodded and apologized to him for his recklessness.
The man knew that he could go back and let out a heavy sigh of relief, and after a few words with Yi Tian, he turned and walked out. When he was approaching the door, he suddenly stopped and hesitated. He turned to Yi Tian and said, "That ..." He thought for a while, and confirmed it: "Mu Ran."
Yi Tian heard his voice and looked up at him.
"If it is really a very important person ... just go to him." After speaking, he felt that he was a little nosy and a little uneasy.
Yi Tian froze, and then dumbly said, "Thank you."
The man blushed and waved, and then opened the door and went out.
The room was quiet and the dishes on the table were still hot.
Yi Tian went to the table and sat down. He picked up the chopsticks and picked a dish and tasted it. It was only after chewing twice in his mouth that he slowly put down his chopsticks.
He didn't understand the ingredients, the seasonings, and the heat. He could not tell what was wrong with him, but he could tell it in an instant, this dish is not made by Mu Ran. However, he did not feel disappointed. He forcibly brought people back. He did not expect him to make dishes with the same taste as Mu Ran.
He just haven't seen Mu Ran for too long, long enough to miss too much, but he couldn't find someone to talk. He just looked at that person and could comfort himself a little. When he got back Mu Ran, what kind of completeness and happiness he would have, this is all the motivation that supports him to persist to this day.
The hands under him slowly clenched, Yi Tian endured and endured, and finally picked up the key on the dining table and went out.
The car drove for a long time, it was a little late, he parked the car across the courtyard, stopped at the door, and for a short while he opened the door and went in.
He hadn't been back for a long time, and everything in the room was exactly like when he left.
He remembered kissing Mu Ran on the sofa in the living room and deliberately kissing him out of breath, apparently there would be no response, but he always did something naive to bully him.
He feed Mu Ran in the dining room and occasionally goes to kiss the corner of his mouth. After eating, he took Mu Ran to the flower room. During the process of arranging flowers, he would turned back from time to time. After confirming Mu Ran's condition, he would rest assured to continue his movements.
But now the plants in the flower room are still full of vitality, and the padded rattan chair beside the wooden bookshelf is still there, but there is no one sitting there quietly waiting for him.
Yi Tian stood in place, a sudden cramp in his stomach, and then came a familiar pain. But he didn't care. Instead, he turned around and walked to the wine cabinet to pick up a bottle of spirits. He took a wine glass from the glass rack next to him, and then returned to the flower room and sat down.
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RomanceIf there really is a God, if there really is an afterlife; Please, give me a home. - Mu Ran I don't Own the Picture or the Story. For Offline Purpose.