Chapter 10: 10

Rat-a-tat——continuous rain hit the leaves of the trees.

The rainy season came without warning, embracing this cold and warm earth, washing away the dust of the day.

There were only two of them in the living room of the Chi family. The nanny was preparing snacks in the kitchen, and Chi Lanyan and her husband were out on business. The hot tea on the coffee table had lost its temperature, the fragrance of tea scattered.

In the short silence, Chi Qiu smelled the smell of mud after the rain.

“…”

He was very surprised by Lu Ming’s question. The sound of rain that became clearer and clearer stirred his thoughts, but his heart could not stop pounding. He had to prove to Lu Ming that his fondness had never faded over the past ten years.

He heard himself swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the corners of his lips dry.

Before he could drink water, he asked, “Lu Ming, can I touch your face?”

“Yes.” Lu Ming agreed without hesitation.

They were sitting on the sofa, the side window behind them was opened a little, and the wind rolled with the fine beads after the rain,pressing damply on Lu Ming’s cheeks.

Chi Qiu’s fingertips followed the wind and touched Lu Ming’s skin.

He gently stroked Lu Ming, feeling his silhouette. Slowly, Chi Qiu’s fingertips lightly pressed to Lu Ming’s lips, it was a little cooler than his own temperature.

Lu Ming moved his lips, and the tone between his words was a higher temperature than his fingertips.

“What are you doing?”

Chi Qiu’s fingers trembled for a moment, and he gathered his courage and leaned forward to plant a kiss on Lu Ming’s lips. The kiss stayed for about three or five seconds. No one checked the timer, maybe three seconds, maybe five seconds.

Chi Qiu, with a hoarse voice, laughed stupidly. He said happily, “Just like…you love me, ah.”

Just like when Lu Ming proposed to him—

Put a cold wedding ring on his ring finger and warm it by body heat.

When Chi Qiu raised his hand, Lu Ming then lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, and his steady voice fell into the endless deep sea, tracing back here.

“Chi Qiu, I love you.” Lu Ming said seriously, “Are you willing to marry me?”

There were unending notes falling, and the calm sea rippled as a result. The ripples were Chi Qiu’s voice; he could no longer be calm about it.

“I’m willing.”

I’ve always been willing, I’ve always been waiting for you.

Clang——

It was 6:30 in the evening today.

A bowl of soup was smashed on the floor of the villa’s dining room, awakening Chi Qiu from the memories of six months ago.

The cause was Lu Ming, and the ‘perpetrator’ was Chi Qiu.

…

Lu Ming, who had just finished talking to the Lu family, walked out of the study and saw Chi Qiu sitting at the dining table lost in thought, not taking a bite of the dinner in front of him.

“Are you waiting for me?” Lu Ming walked straight ahead, and the sound came first before the person arrived.

Chi Qiu, who was thinking about the past intently, was shocked by Lu Ming’s voice that he directly knocked over the soup bowl in his hand. Even if Aunt Zhang was quick, she couldn’t resist the speed of the falling bowl.

The hot soup spilled all over the floor, and a lot of them splashed onto Chi Qiu’s bare ankles. He frowned slightly and stood up in panic.

“Sir, it’s not burned, is it?” Aunt Zhang nervously squatted down and checked Chi Qiu’s ankle

Chi Qiu repeatedly shook his head.

Lu Ming said, “The dishes on the table are almost cold, and the soup should not be hot anymore. Aunt Zhang, hurry up and sweep the floor.” He took two paper towels, grabbed Chi Qiu’s wrist, and told him to sit in his seat in his direction. “Chi Qiu, sit down.”

Chi Qiu whispered, “I was careless…”

“It’s not a big deal.” Lu Ming squatted down, took a paper towel to wipe the soup on Chi Qiu’s ankle, and asked as usual, “Didn’t I tell you to eat first? The food is cold.”

Chi Qiu was shocked by the sound of the bowl breaking just now, and he still had lingering fears. He shrunk his feet, admitting to himself that he was bothering Lu Ming before slowly saying, “But the meal has to be eaten together for it to taste good.”

Lu Ming did not quite agree with this statement, but he did not refute it.

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Chi Qiu bit his lower lip, then said, “You’re finally coming home, I want to eat with you.”

“En.”

Lu Ming did not say anything else, got up and went to wash his hands. Chi Qiu pursed his lips and couldn’t stop thinking about it. He turned to Aunt Zhang and apologized, “Aunt Zhang, I’m sorry to trouble you again.”

“Sir, it’s fine! This is all part of my job, you don’t need to apologize to me.”

Aunt Zhang didn’t dislike Chi Qiu at all. Compared to her previous employer, Chi Qiu was a good-tempered boss and usually treated them all well. How could she complain because of this small matter.

Speaking of which, the Chi family could be considered rich. In any case, Chi Qiu was a rich young master. Growing up in such a wealthy family, and still being so polite to the nanny, Aunt Zhang had been very satisfied.

Of course, Chi Lanyan’s attitude was rather sharp. Perhaps it had something to do with her character… Aunt Zhang shook her head and was glad that she was not working in the Chi family.

When Lu Ming returned to the table again, Aunt Zhang had already neatly cleaned up the floor. She said thoughtfully, “Mr. Lu, let me warm up the dishes a little, it will be quick, or do you need me to stir-fry two dishes again?”

“Just heat it up a little.”

Soon, several dishes were simply heated up and brought back to the table.

Aunt Zhang, as usual, explained it to Chi Qiu.

In a clock positioning method, Aunt Zhang set Chi Qiu as the center of the clock and told him in a warm voice the fixed position of each dish.

“At 10 o’clock, it’s steamed fish1, the scallion sauce is on the left side of the plate; at 11 o’clock, stir fried beef with green beans2, the beef is diced, you can scoop it directly with a spoon; at 1 o’clock, it’s salted chicken3; at 2 o’clock, it’s bok choy ball soup4, it’s a little hot now.”

All were some home-cooked dishes that Chi Qiu and Lu Ming loved to eat, especially the steamed fish, which separated the fish from the sauce, a way Lu Ming always liked to eat.

Aunt Zhang left the dining room happily after she finished speaking. Usually when Lu Ming was home, she did not have to accompany Chi Qiu to provide assistance with his meals. And most of the time, Chi Qiu was able to simply eat on his own after learning where the dishes were and how to eat them.

The only inconvenience was that he would often accidentally get the dishes off the plate when he scooped them up. In response, Lu Ming specifically had a set of deeper bowls and plates purchased.

This way, Chi Qiu would have a degree when scooping things.

Lu Ming sat beside him, scooped him a bowl of soup and placed it by his left hand.

“It’s a little hot, drink it later.” Lu Ming said.

“Thanks.”

Over the past six months, less getting together and more leaving made this unfamiliar conversation often appear between two people.

Chi Qiu took a spoon and headed toward 11 o’clock, grasping the distance and slowly went to scoop a spoonful of beef with green beans. The rice in his bowl was usually not very full, so he used the spoon to carefully press the green bean beef into the rice, mixed it, and then sent half a mouthful into his mouth.

The full sugar milk tea left him with no appetite at the moment.

Since Lu Ming was having dinner at home today, the rest of the dishes Aunt Zhang made were not suitable for Chi Qiu to eat alone. Chi Qiu reached out and scooped up another spoonful of beef with green beans and buried his head in dry rice.

“Don’t just eat one dish.” Lu Ming chucked a piece of salted chicken, put it on the dinner plate to debone it, and then chucked it into Chi Qiu’s bowl, “Tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll chuck it to you.”

With a piece of rice on the corner of Chi Qiu’s mouth, he hesitated and said, “I want to eat fish.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ming said, “Don’t move.” He reached out and removed the rice grain from the corner of Chi Qiu’s mouth, “There is a rice grain at the corner of your mouth.”

Chi Qiu’s ears reddened; he touched the corner of the mouth that was touched by Lu Ming and his heart became soft.

“Eat fish belly?”

“Eat!”

Lu Ming took a piece of fish belly with the bones removed and dipped it in the sauce.

Before putting it into Chi Qiu’s bowl, he heard Chi Qiu whisper a request: “The sauce will make the rice too salty if it touches the rice.”

Lu Ming did not understand, he did not think the sauce was that salty. His hand, which was holding the fish, was raised in mid-air.

“Can you feed me?” Chi Qiu’s heart was too blatant with one handful of calculations after another.

But Lu Ming asked, “How do you usually eat fish? Aunt Zhang will feed you?”

Of course it was not fed by Aunt Zhang.

Chi Qiu was stunned. He didn’t expect Lu Ming, who had always cooperated with him, would expose him. He was so embarrassed that he blamed himself for being too clumsy for his moderation tactics. He quickly took the spoon and raised his hand in the air: “I’m kidding, you can help me put the spoon on the spoon…Thank you.”

Lu Ming didn’t do this. He said, “Open your mouth.”

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