Blanche couldn’t help but skim her lips and mutter in her heart, he was thinking how big the woman’s stomach was, not to mention that there was a whole lot of condiments hidden in the chicken’s stomach, I’m afraid I couldn’t eat anything else if I ate it.
But fortunately, the man in front of him is also thoughtful, and half of it on his own, Blanche once thought he would not be able to eat this table, but until all the plates are eaten up stomach also ate round when it is a little embarrassed up.
“It’s just that your cooking is so good… I can’t eat that much on a normal day…” she said, defending herself weakly. …”
Kent arched his eyebrows and curled his lips in a smile, “I can take that as a compliment.”
At that, Blanche couldn’t help but feel more embarrassed.
Kent continued to smile, and Blanche watched as he naturally tried to clean up the dishes and immediately got up to do so, washing them along with him.
When she came out again, the man was leaning on the sofa, watching the TV in a relaxed manner, and the corner of her eye twitched.
Kent sat quietly through the film, and when he had finished it, the sky outside was overcast and it looked like a rainstorm was about to fall, so he subconsciously looked at Blanche.
The latter, with a jolt, busily stood up straight and said, “Sir Lewis, it’s so late, why don’t …… you go back first, before it rains ……”
“I came all this way to make a meal for you, and now you want it to rain and you want to drive me away?” The man raised an eyebrow and said something she could hardly refuse .
Kent got up and walked into the bathroom and looked around, then as if he had made up his mind about something said, “I’ll stay here tonight, your couch should be able to accommodate me.”
“No, no.” Blanche spoke up busily, “Sir Lewis, it may not rain even if you go back now when you get home, and then you can still get cozy and take a bath in the tub and finally sleep comfortably in your own big bed ……”
“How do you know my house has a bathtub?” Kent looked different.
Blanche gritted her teeth, that was clearly not the point, okay?
Kent couldn’t help but hook his lips at her depressed look and his smile grew, “I have to go to the hospital with you tomorrow and I’ll have to force myself to avoid having to come over and pick you up again.”
Blanche sniffed and immediately lifted her spirits, “Is it to see Vincent?”
“Well, the doctor said he can be discharged, tomorrow is the weekend and I thought he’d be happy if you, the man who saved his life, went too.”
“Then I could have gone myself.”
“You’re going to put me off after all my good intentions?” The man narrowed his eyes dangerously at her with a hot gaze.
Blanche was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say in return.
While she was lost in thought, Kent had spoken straight away, “You can contact me tonight and have someone send me a clean set of clothes to change into tomorrow.”
With that, he had quickly pulled a spare quilt out of her bedroom wardrobe and laid it on, placing one over her body.
“Sir Lewis, don’t you …… need a bath tonight then?”
“I’ve already washed before I came, what else is there to wash? Let’s wait until tomorrow when the clothes are delivered.” Kent lay back down and the TV was given off, the swift movement leaving her with no outlet for her anger and even more unwarranted thoughts of his body under that suit ……
“That’s right ……”
Kent, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly got up and looked at her, Blanche quickly came back to her senses and stumbled, “What …… is wrong?”
“You remember to take your medication and, by the way, turn off the light for me before you go to your room.”
“……”
Blanche gritted her teeth again in anger, wanting to tear the man in front of her to pieces and get him out of here immediately.
But when she thought of her job, and the generous bonus and salary, she instantly weakened and turned off the light for him and went back to her bedroom with a shrug ……
The next day, the two of them went straight to the hospital and picked up Vincent directly, perhaps because he had heard that Blanche had given him a blood transfusion, and he was slightly closer to her when he saw her again.
Not only Blanche but also Kent was surprised, “Is he …… willing to talk to people now?”
Blanche suppressed her delight as she looked at Vincent sitting in the car and carefully opened her arms and whispered, “Vincent, can I have a hug?”
Vincent hesitated for a moment and moved slowly in front of her.
Blanche took him in her arms and patted him on the top of the head, “Vincent’s a good boy.”
The latter didn’t say anything, but his little hand clutched her sleeve, afraid that she might slip away at any moment, and she didn’t care, letting him pull.
Blanche hesitated and took a few steps forward and squatted down in front of him, “Vincent, the children are all so nice. good kids, they won’t hurt you.”
She took his hand and held the knife for cutting the cake, “Come on, let’s cut the cake together, shall we?”
Vincent turned his head, as if he could only see her in his eyes, and nodded obediently at the end.
Blanche breathed a sigh of relief and cut the cake quickly, then, fearing that he might be afraid of the scene, took the faster cake and led him to a corner where there were not many children to feed him the cake.
Vincent was as meek as a lamb from start to finish, and she couldn’t help but slowly follow suit with a light smile.
“Vincent?” she spoke softly, and the latter looked at him blankly.
She put down the cake in her hand and looked into his clear, confused eyes , “Why did you jump down at that time ……?”
Her words caused Vincent to drop his little head once again.
She sighed softly and hugged him, “Vincent, I know you don’t want to talk to people, but you’re not someone who would be that reckless, right?”
“I ……”
The little boy’s voice sounded timidly, making her hug him stiffen, she looked down, delighted at the child in front of her, followed by his voice continuing, “Because …… I miss my mommy …… ”
He wondered if he would see his mother if he just died. At last he saw his mum, but in the dream she told him that he couldn’t go with her ……
Vincent’s eyes reddened and his grip on her sleeve tightened a few more notches, “Sister …… can you take care of yourself? I don’t want your blood, I don’t …… want it.”
The more the little one said the more emotional he became, not at all like the abnormally quiet one who had been quiet from start to finish.