"Xuewei, are you not with Mr. Mu?" Duan Na's tone was full of doubts.

After all, the scandals about Yan Xuewei and Mu Sishen in recent days look like the behavior between lovers no matter how you look at it.

"Yeah." Yan Xuewei responded lightly.

"Did Mr. Mu not confess his love to you? We...we think you two are a good match..." After Qiqi finished speaking, when she saw Yan Xuewei's cold expression, she suddenly felt that she had said the wrong thing.

"that……"

A good match?

Such unfamiliar words.

Yan Xuewei didn't have too many expressions on her face. She just said, "Don't you think Huo Beichuan and I are a good match?"

"this……"

For a moment, Qi Qi and Duan Na looked at each other, but they did not understand the meaning of Yan Xuewei's words.

"Xuewei you..."

Is it possible that Yan Xuewei is just a money-worshiping girl among the rich, as her classmates say?

**

Duan Na and Qiqi left Yan Xuewei's home with doubts.

After entering the elevator, Duan Na and Qiqi both looked worried.

In the end, it was Duan Na who spoke first, "Xue Wei can't really..."

"Impossible! I also heard my brother say in the Yan family that with Xuewei's status, she wouldn't bother to do that kind of thing."

"But... she treated uncle, I mean Musi Shen. She ignored him a while ago, but now she..."

"Duan Na, between loving and being loved, which one do you choose?"

"I..." Duan Na suddenly thought of Makino.

She chose love, so she was bruised all over.

Suddenly, she envied Yan Xuewei.

Because no matter what she chooses, she is the one who is loved. She is the only one who can hurt others, and others cannot hurt her at all.

Love is always like this. If one person doesn't love, the other person will love you twice as much.

**

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Mushen came to Yan Xuewei's home.

At this time, Yan Xuewei was wearing home clothes and was heating milk in the kitchen.

God Musi was wearing a dark brown woolen coat, a gray plaid scarf around his neck, and fur gloves in his hands.

Yan Xuewei walked out of the kitchen, and the two of them looked at each other. Yan Xuewei said, "Sit down first, and we'll have breakfast before we leave."

"good."

Mu Sishen originally planned to take Yan Xuewei to have breakfast on the road, but he did not expect that she would get up so early and prepare breakfast.

Mushen took off his coat. He was wearing a dark sweater underneath and a woolen vest. When he came to the kitchen, Yan Xuewei was cutting bread.

She wore a white lace home dress and a pink apron. Her long hair had returned to black, and she wore a cream-white headband on her head. She looked particularly gentle and charming.

Mu Sishen had imagined many times in his dreams that Yan Xuewei had not passed away and that she had always been by his side. They got married and had children and formed a family. After a busy day, he would feel the warmth of home when he came back.

However, this dream was too luxurious for him.

Now, Yan Xuewei stood before him alive again, and for a moment, Mu Sishen's eyes became moist.

The feeling of happiness that was lost and found struck him again and again.

He had never cherished the past. The trivial life he had with Yan Xuewei actually made him linger like this.

When Yan Xuewei lowered her head, a strand of hair slipped down.

Mu Sishen strode over, and just when Yan Xuewei was about to raise her head, his fingers touched her long hair.

Yan Xuewei subconsciously took a step back, and Mu Sishen's big hands directly wrapped around her waist.

The two of them looked at each other, and Yan Xuewei's eyes were as clear and transparent as water. At this time, she was like a frightened deer. Facing his sudden approach, she couldn't help but shrink back.

She is afraid of him.

Once he had this realization, Musshen couldn't help but feel his heart shrink.

She used to always like to cuddle up next to him sweetly, looking up at him with love.

Now, although she did not reject him so strongly, Musi Shen could feel that she did not really accept him. She did not let him leave indifferently, just because she was polite.

At this moment, Yan Xuewei pushed his hand away in a panic. She took two steps back, her face looking a little pale.

"You go to the restaurant and wait a moment. The bread is cut and ready to eat."

Yan Xuewei lowered her eyes and did not look at him.

Suddenly, there was a sense of alienation between them again.

He was too hasty.

Mu Sishen did not dare to have any other intimate actions. There was a faint smile in his tone, "The bread you cut is so cute."

Yan Xuewei couldn't help but look at the bread. Because the bread was baked by herself, it was fat and long, and the cut bread was also thick and short, which was different from the ones sold outside the window.

Mu Sishen's words made Yan Xuewei's expression relax.

He added, "Bake it yourself?"

"Um."

Mu Sishen picked up a piece and took a bite.

He nodded with satisfaction, "It's very fragrant and delicious. It tastes better than the ones sold outside."

"Hey? Why are you so impatient? There is also jam."

Yan Xuewei came over and started to put the slices of bread on the plate. She took the jam on the side and said, "You can dip some jam in it, it will taste better."

However, Musshen finished the piece of bread in three mouthfuls, "This is delicious."

After saying that, he took the plate from Yan Xuewei's hand and walked out of the kitchen directly.

Yan Xuewei looked at the jam in her hand. In fact, the bread she made was dry and hard. She could barely eat it without putting the jam on it every time.

She seems to have never been able to learn how to bake bread, and she can't always master the taste and heat.

But she is obsessed with it.

Because the process of baking bread will make her forget all her worries and pain.

The two of them sat across from each other at the restaurant table.

As the host, Yan Xuewei took a piece of bread, spread it with jam, and handed it to God Musi, "Here, it will taste better if you dip it in jam."

Mushen happily took the piece of bread from her hand and took a big bite. When he tasted the sweet and sour taste of the jam, he finished the bread in two bites.

Yan Xuewei couldn't help laughing when she saw him devouring his food. She lowered her head and pursed her lips, picked up a piece of bread and ate it in small bites.

As soon as she took a small bite, she frowned slightly. Today's bread was too hot and was a little bitter. Looking at Musi God again, he took another piece of bread without any jam and just ate it with big mouthfuls.

, as if eating some delicacy in the world.

"I don't know how to cook. I've been learning how to bake bread for a long time, but I can't bake it." Yan Xuewei said softly.

Mu Sishen paused in his movements, "I can do it."

"Huh?" Yan Xuewei didn't understand what he meant.

God Musi picked up the cup and drank half a cup of milk in one breath.

"It's been a long time since I've had a meal so early. This feels quite fresh." Mu Sishen said again.

"When do you usually have breakfast?"

"I haven't had breakfast for a long time." Musshen said in a calm tone. He picked up another piece of bread and ate it.

During the days when he was sick, his brain was very confused and he couldn't distinguish between day and night, let alone take the initiative to eat. When he was serious, he relied on nutrient solutions to survive.

Later, his illness got better, but his daily life was still hazy. Breakfast had no concept in his mind.

"Why don't you have breakfast?" Yan Xuewei stopped what she was doing and looked at Mushen.

Mu Sishen smiled and said nonchalantly, "I'm too busy at work. I often stay up late and work overtime, and my life is irregular."

"oh."

Yan Xuewei ate the bread in small bites.

"By the way, I have already sent someone to pick up your two classmates. We will meet directly on the mountain then."

"good."

A breakfast that was particularly harmonious.
To be continued...