The slight change in Zain’s eyes. “With Miguel, it looks like he’s really bored of making a point of waiting here for so long, coming in for another meal, and calling me.”
-Do you want me to drive you there?
Brisa’s voice snapped back at Zain, who smiled kindly and said lightly, -Thanks, I’ll come up myself, I’m in a hurry today, I haven’t prepared anything, I’m sure I’ll visit you in person someday.
His tone was light and not particularly sincere and humble, but Brisa felt nothing at all. After all, such a brilliant and excellent man was willing to come to her daughter three or four times, and he did not lose his head even after being ignored by Yanis all day, keeping his poise.
Nor did he become sycophantic just because she was Yanis’ mother, something Brisa was very amused by.
She didn’t care how well this man might treat himself and Mateo, as long as he was really good to his daughter.
-What are you talking about, it’s good that you’re coming. Well, you go up first.
Zain smiled slightly and whispered, -Thank you.
After Zain went upstairs, Brisa thought about it, but something didn’t seem right, and it took her a while to remember.
No, she said Yanis and Miguel were upstairs together when she unconsciously opened her mouth, but Yanisno’s boyfriend asked who Miguel was, did she know who the other was? Did the two parties really know each other?
*
If it was usual, Yanis would have taken the ramen to him and left, but today she felt a little embarrassed that he had waited for her for a long time and finally called him “brother”, so Yanis felt that the distance between them was not as strange as before.
At least the relationship was a little better now, so he simply sat down to eat with Miguel.
Seeing the girl sitting across from him, Miguel remembered that when his wife was still alive, she was about the same age as he was, but Miguel was not that age at the time, so his wife was actually the same age as Yanis at the time.
His wife, however, was not as well behaved as Yanis. She was always quirky and fidgety with meals, always tossing and turning, asking him to feed her at one time, offering to feed him at another, and being extraordinarily clingy when they were together.
Miguel also knew, at that time many people deep down that the two so clingy, after a short time certainly break up, but they had not broken up, and later also got married, after marriage and the relationship even better, but alas….
God was really just.
Probably because the couple had exhausted all luck of this life, God cruelly took away the beautiful life of his wife.
-Brother?
Michael thought he heard someone call out to him, and when he looked back he saw Yanis’ palm waving in front of his face.
Aware of his loss of concentration, Miguel smiled and offered, -I’m sorry, I can’t help but think of my wife when I sit here.
Yanis’ trembling hand paused, then he took a moment before slowly pulling back and nervously saying, -Sorry….
He was thinking about his wife again, and he should be very sad, shouldn’t he? At that moment Yanis saw him sitting motionless, and at a second glance she realized that his eyes were so empty that he seemed to be stuck in some past time. She was a little worried, so she called out to him.
-It’s okay,” Miguel bowed his head and took a sip of the soup, the bitter taste instantly filling his mouth from the base of his tongue, as it did when he missed his wife at night.
-I’m getting used to it.
Yanis didn’t really know how to comfort people, nor did he have this kind of experience, so he could only stammer, -Don’t be sad, brother Lin, since you are already my brother, if you miss your wife in the future, just come to my store and I will cook ramen for you, and this room will never be entered by other customers, it will always be reserved for you.
She said it with such sincerity that Miguel could not help losing his smile.
-I thought that Zain doesn’t fall in love in this life, but now he has a nice girlfriend, which is quite nice.
It was good not to mention it, but Yanis still couldn’t help blushing every time Zain was mentioned.
She was about to say something when suddenly Yanis heard footsteps outside and frowned slightly, -Is it possible that someone wants to come?
She had already said that there would be no guests here, so how could anyone come?
Hearing these words, Miguel raised his hand as if unintentionally to glance at his wristwatch; it seemed that it was about time.
Thinking about it, he said in a light voice, -I think it’s someone I know.
Hearing this, Yanis simply felt puzzled and a little confused, she got up to open the door.
However, just as she opened the door, she saw a familiar figure standing in front of the door.
The moment their gazes met, Yanis froze in place.
“Zain, why did he come here all of a sudden? It was clear that she had only recently parted from him, so why did you see him up there again?”
-You arrive rather quickly, a few minutes earlier than I expected.
Yanis was still standing gaping, when Miguel spoke and laughed.
Zain’s gaze flicked to Miguel through Yanis.
Yanis turned slightly to the side, “Has Zain come to see Miguel?” He paused and then said,
-“You have something to say, don’t you? Then I’ll go downstairs.
With that, Yanis walked past Zain and was about to leave when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Zain and she looked at him in surprise.
-It’s not that you can’t hear, what’s the point of going downstairs?
Miguel observed the scene with good sense, his eyes full of light.
-But… -Yanis was about to say something else, after Zain pulled her inside and sat her down.
She had wanted to leave, but now she had to follow Zain obediently and sit next to him.
One was sophisticated and quiet, the other behaved like a schoolgirl.
-Did you come running here out of nowhere with something to tell me? -Michael asked, staring at Zain with a wry smile, his eyes darting back and forth from time to time between Yanis and him.
It was strange, the girl had felt so nervous when she was with him, and he had thought it would be better when Zain arrived…. Now it seemed not so, and look at her sitting next to Zain. She was so nervous that she did not dare to move.
With this in mind, Miguel made a timely comment.
-Old friend, you usually always have a stern face with the girl, why does she look so nervous and scared for you?
Hearing these words, Yanis breathed back, “why is she bringing it up again for no reason?” In fact, she had changed a lot now, she was afraid of him before, but it took her a long time to get used to it.