When the knock on the door rang, Song Zhaoshui just sat up and was about to charge the hot water bag.

She didn't even need to open the door, she already knew who was coming. The way Xie Nanting knocked on the door was as stubborn as he himself.

"good evening."

Song Zhaoshui was wearing long-sleeved trousers and home clothes, and his hair was loose. Her complexion was originally white, and now she is more haggard. The cherry lips are pale, and the skin is dry and peeling because of not drinking water for a long time.

Xie Nanting looked at her up and down and raised the thing in his hand. There are quite a lot of things, packed in a delicate primary color paper bag. The paper bag was squeezed a little bloated and deformed, and it instantly broke away from the tallest.

"Three fresh mushroom soup, black chicken and wolfberry soup, a small stir-fried vegetable, a clear porridge, and a bowl of rice." He counted the contents of the paper bag one by one, as if reporting the number. After counting, he handed the items to Song Zhaoshui.

"Give it all to me?" Song Zhaoshui leaned against the wall, holding a warm water bag that had lost its temperature in one hand, pressing his lower abdomen lightly with the other, and looked down at the bulging paper bag, his voice erratic and weak.

"Well." Xie Nanting temporarily grew a considerate heart, and seeing her ill appearance, he said, "I'll put it in for you."

Song Zhaoshui turned to the side, and when she lowered her head, a strand of broken hair covered her cheek, and she smiled lightly. It was probably too boring to lie down for a long time. When she saw the person in front of her, she knew she had to keep a distance, but she still gave birth to a secret joy or two. Lone Ranger has lived for too long, and he still can't bear the care that goes to the bottom of his bones.

Xie Nanting put the things out one by one, and carefully lifted the lids, and the aroma of the food wafted out instantly, wafting Yiyi. He is silent and speechless, and every frame can be drawn into the painting.

Song Zhaoshui put on his slippers, walked to the table and sat down, propped one arm on the table, looked at him with his chin on his back, and suddenly said, "Xie Nanting, are you married?"

Xie Nanting was arranging his chopsticks, when he heard the words, his hand loosened, and the chopsticks fell to the ground. Fortunately, there were still two spare pairs. While he slowly threw the dirty chopsticks into the trash can, he looked at Song Zhaoshui vigilantly: "No."

Song Zhaoshui changed his hand to rest his chin, still in a casual tone: "Girlfriend?"

"No." Xie Nanting handed her a spoon.

"Oh." Song Zhaoshui felt a little loose in his heart, but he didn't realize it. He inserted the spoon into the porridge and slowly stirred, "Have you eaten?"

Xie Nanting jumped into the pit without looking back: "No."

"Sit down and eat together," Song Zhaoshui raised her head and smiled, she thought she was weak and not a threat, but the other party was tense, "I can't finish eating, it's going to waste. It's getting late, you go out to eat It's too frustrating to come back after you're done."

Liu Jie also helped her buy a noodle soup in clear soup. I don't know if the store didn't do it well, or because she was delayed by something. When it was delivered, the noodles were clumped up, and the sales were bleak. Song Zhaoshui had no appetite at the time, so he drank two mouthfuls of noodle soup and couldn't swallow a single noodle.

She looked at what Xie Nanting brought, and it was still hot. Tangtangshuishui was time-consuming and laborious. He should have waited for a long time and sent it back in time as soon as he got it.

This man is really...

Probably because of pity and love, Song Zhaoshui looked at Xie Nanting much more pleasing to the eye. She piled a few pieces of chicken on top of the rice and pushed the rice to Xie Nanting.

Xie Nanting was obviously very hungry, and the speed of eating was much faster than before, and the cheeks on both sides took turns to agitate.

Song Zhaoshui drank the clear porridge for a while and felt bored. He picked up his mobile phone to play a popular variety show.

Several guests in the variety show, both male and female, cooperate with each other to create various laughs, and the atmosphere is relaxed and lively, which makes people laugh.

She has watched several issues recently, and has already recognized the guests in it. Among the male guests was a young student named Yu Xiao. With a small white face, a pair of cat eyes, and a pursed smile, he looks cute and pleasant, and he follows the humble and ignorant junior line in the show.

Song Zhaoshui identified that this was a white lotus cut into white, and paid more attention to him than the other guests.

The room was silent, and there was no sound when the two of them were eating. However, Song Zhaoshui suddenly heard a chuckle in his ear, and turned his head to see that Xie Nanting was also watching the variety show with his neck stretched. It just happened to be a funny place, he didn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Song Zhaoshui turned the phone's angle to make it easier for him to see. The next moment she saw Xie Nanting still holding chopsticks in his hand, and the rice in the bowl was not finished. He was so fascinated that he forgot to eat.

She was careless, Song Zhaoshui thought of the attribute that this person can only do one thing at a time, and immediately pressed the power button to turn off the video.

The source of joy disappeared, Xie Nanting took his eyes away from the phone screen and turned to Song Zhaoshui. He didn't speak, but his beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with questions.

Song Zhaoshui glanced at his bowl, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you finished eating?"

Only then did Xie Nanting react, and he lowered his head and continued to eat.

Song Zhaoshui had already eaten. Due to the presence of Xie Nanting, he couldn't watch the video. He was a little bored, sitting crookedly, looking around to pass the time. She stared at the hair on Xie Nanting's forehead, and suddenly laughed: "You come to my room alone, are you not afraid of what I will do to you?"

Xie Nanting was cleaning up the table, when he heard the words, he raised his head suddenly. Looking at Song Zhaoshui's slightly haggard smile, the expression on his face was a little strange.

When Song Zhaoshui was frightened by his own words, his smile deepened: "Why, you want to run now?"

She didn't know that she in Xie Nanting's eyes suddenly overlapped with her in her dream at a certain moment. It's just that in the dream, she was wearing bright lipstick and aggression. Now she is sitting there casually, her lips are pale, and her whole person is much gentler.

Xie Nanting licked his lips and said something irrelevant: "You need to drink more water."

"What?" Song Zhaoshui was halfway amused, but he was stunned by him. Why did Xie Nanting know the phrase "drink more hot water"?

"Your lips are dry." Xie Nanting nodded his lips, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to think. He didn't dare to look at Song Zhaoshui's reaction, he lowered his head and hurriedly tidied up the table, then strode out, "Good night."

Before he finished speaking, he had already closed the door with his backhand.

He was so anxious, as if something was chasing him behind him. Are you frightened by yourself? Song Zhaoshui thought inexplicably, but he calmly told her to drink more water just now.

She narrowed her eyes, and when she turned around, she heard a grunting voice. The hot water bag was fully charged, she unplugged the plug, and later found that the pain in her lower abdomen was less so. The stomach is full, and the whole person is warm.

There was still the smell of food in the air, Song Zhaoshui moved to the bedside, turned on the phone, and there was an immediate burst of laughter. just pressed the power button directly, so the variety show that haven't finished watching starts to play automatically again.

She went back 30 seconds and re-watched the clip that made Xie Nanting laugh.

It doesn't seem that funny.

A WeChat message popped up on the phone, from Xie Nanting: "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

He now not only takes care of her dinner, but also wants to take care of her breakfast.

The corners of Song Zhaoshui's mouth twitched, and the next moment, it was leveled again.

Xie Nanting is good to her, but he is entangled in the unreported life-saving grace. She didn't ask for it, and he repaid in his own way. But if one day, when Xie Nanting feels that he has repaid enough, what will he do? Will he take all the good, turn around and leave, avoiding her, just like he did to the original body?

If she allows Xie Nanting to get too close, will she be able to get out at that time?

In the final analysis, she has no kindness to Xie Nanting. You can't take the attitude of a benefactor and enjoy the good that should not belong to her.

Song Zhaoshui frowned, the smile on his face faded, and finally disappeared. She tapped on her phone for a long time, and then deleted it all. She decided to talk to him in person tomorrow, be more serious.

As a result, the weather forecast for the next day indicated that there will be thunderstorms for the next half day.

Li Shu waited for the weather for a long time, and immediately asked them to shoot the location.

The location is not far from the location, and the crew has been on the spot several times to make sure there is no danger. Song Zhaoshui swallowed a painkiller in the morning, and now he is in good spirits.

Xie Nanting sat in the car, opened the car window and glanced back several times, with a thermal insulation box in his hand, and touched the lid of the bucket with his right hand from time to time, looking uneasy.

Bao Xuetong couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened the door and walked down. He was happy: "Don't let me take it, take it down yourself."

Xie Nanting was silent, and got out of the car with the insulation box.

Bao Xuetong knocked on Song Zhaoshui's car, and said to Liu Jie, who was dazed, "Hey, Xiao Liu, right? Come, come, come and make that car with me."

Song Zhaoshui swiped Weibo crookedly in the corner, and raised his head when he heard the sound, only to find Xie Nanting standing outside the car door, holding up the insulation box as if offering a treasure.

Liu Jie stared and walked away, Song Zhaoshui sighed silently in his heart, and beckoned to the people outside: "Why are you standing there stupidly?"

As soon as Xie Nanting got in the car, he was ready to open the insulation box.Song Zhaoshui pretended not to see, and leaned on the other side with his eyes closed, as if he was too sleepy and would soon fall asleep.Xie Nanting silently closed the half-opened lid, thinking that it would not be too late to eat when she woke up.Fortunately, the insulated box bought yesterday will not get cold after a few hours.