Adriana stretched and sighed and just felt that life was infinitely better.
“Coming out with me without a greeting, have you thought about what to say to Old Mr. Soto?”
Peter and Old Mr. Soto seldom deal with each other, but some things do not mean he does not know.
“We’ll talk about that later.”
Adriana hugged him, closed her eyes, and said, “honey, is there really no cure for your condition?”
She didn’t want to face these problems, but as soon as the lights went out, in the dim world, those horrors came over her, and she had to think about those things.
“Silly girl , take good care of yourself in the future, two children can only work hard for you to bring up.”
The topic of sadness, no one wants to say, but not to say does not mean that it can be avoided.
He thought for a moment and added, “Raylan is a man worthy of trust, and I would like to … if I could.”
“Shut up!”
Adriana put her hand over his mouth, “Don’t want to hear you talk so much.”
She rested her head on his arm and pouted, “Peter, I know you sing well, can you sing a song for me?”
Two people together, no one took the phone, both put all the work behind them, not to affect every minute now.
“What songs do you like to listen to?”
“Whatever, anything will do.”
“Allow me to think.”
Peter thought about it and sang “The only person who hurts the most is you”.
Two small boats, all alone
Floating and drifting in the wind and waves
Finally, one day, we met on the beach.
They held hands and decided not to separate
From ordinary friends to lovers
This is the blessing of a thousand years of cultivation
In a sea of people, how many passers-by
The most heartfelt person is still only you
…
Listening to Peter sing, Adriana really felt his extremely magnetic singing voice, singing is really beautiful, no less than the strength of the singer.
Adriana couldn’t even bear to interrupt him.
Just sentimental songs, should the mood should be, but also inevitably make Adriana tears collapse.
Holding Peter, desperately trying to adjust his emotions, and finally interrupting directly, “Forget it, you’d better tell me the story.”
“Give you the story? Andersen or Grimm?”
Peter was amused by Adriana and turned sideways to her, reaching out to caress her cheek, “Adriana, shall we sleep?”
“Isn’t it just sleeping?”
“I’m talking about … sleeping … you!”
Peter always felt that Adriana was pretending to be confused, so he said it directly and clearly.
Who knows that the words just fell, Adriana five fingers clasped on Peter’s face, directly pushed him away.
Coldly said, “Peter, if you say that again, believe it or not, I will kick you under the bed?”
It’s really intolerable.
Knowing the physical condition, you still have to do this.
“You put up with it?”
“I …”
Hearing his pitiful words, Adriana naturally couldn’t bear it, “honey, you know you can’t refrain from your current health condition? If this is the case, then why not go back to Waverly tomorrow, we each do not interfere with each other, then maybe you will live a little longer.”
It’s quite inappropriate to say this now, but Adriana is really looking out for Peter.
Although it is understandable what is needed at this moment, nothing is more important than life.
“Adriana … Okay, at your service.”
The man surrenders and loses the battle.
You can only dutifully hold Adriana and sleep quietly.
Adriana has always suffered from insomnia, but for some reason, when she was with Peter, she found that she really dozed off a lot and slept much better than before.
Not much time after holding the man, he actually fell asleep.
But Peter is sleepy, listening to the little woman’s even breathing, his gaze has been watching her, the feeling of fear of a small goddess will escape, like a heartache.
For a while, Peter took his cell phone, looking at a bunch of missed calls on the phone, quite some headache, or obediently put down the phone.
Soft fragrance in the arms, is the greatest happiness, of course he will be extra cherished.
…
Day 2.
Adriana slept until she woke up naturally and when she opened her eyes, she found no one next to her pillow.
“Honey?”
A call was made and no one answered.
Adriana gets up and walks out of the room, she asks for a scent wafting from the kitchen.
Walked over, only to find the man already busy in the kitchen yesterday morning, skilful movements, handsome profile, let Adriana for the fascination.
Leaning against the door frame, watching with interest as he was wrapping the buns, was really an appreciation.
The man who was wrapping the dumplings felt a line of sight, turned around and saw Adriana coming.
“Awake?”
He turned, walked over to Adriana and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, “Good morning, Adriana.”
Because of the rice noodles on his hands and apron, he could not hug Adriana.
“Morning.”
Adriana looked up, her red lips holding a smile.
“I don’t know what you like to eat, I’ve wrapped a bun for you, made some porridge, and will stir-fry a green vegetable later, okay?”
“Well, yes, of course.”
“Hurry up and go wash up.”
The man’s white hand poked her nose, looked at her with eyes full of doting, turned around and walked to the illuminated table.
Adriana followed, hugging Peter behind her back, and the man instantly said, “Stop it, dirty.”
“Don’t move, let me hold you for a while.”
Her eyes were closed and her head was pressed against his back, savoring the beauty of the moment.
“Honey, you know, I have dreamed about this scene countless times and really didn’t think this day would really happen. It’s like a dream, unreal.”
It’s really surreal.
“Silly girl.”
Listening to Adriana’s words, Peter was a bit distressed and did not stop her, just let her keep hugging him.
After a while, Adriana let go of him and said, “I’ll go wash up and come over later to help you.”
Said, went to the washroom, after washing up and hurried back to the kitchen, stood in front of Peter and asked, “honey, how to wrap the buns ah, can you teach me?”
I have to say, Adriana really has no talent for cooking and can’t do anything in the kitchen.
Even the stir-fry is tomatoes and eggs, shredded potatoes and cucumber and ham.
Because I took care of Helen when I was a child, I can only do this and nothing else.
“Here, I’ll teach you.”
Peter skillfully wrapped the buns in his hand and set them aside.
Then he picked up the last ball of pasta and placed it in Adriana’s hands, pulling her into his arms by the hand and standing behind her.
Her hands manipulated her hands, “Come, first knead the dough, in the flattening, add some vegetables to put in, the key moment has arrived.”
Adriana tilted her head and couldn’t help but laugh, “I can’t pinch this pleat, there’s a big hole in the middle after every pinch.”
“I’ll teach you, put your hand here, squeeze a pleat, then a pleat like this … and then this …”
She said she was teaching Adriana how to wrap buns, but at the end of the day a finished bun was still finished by Peter.
At best, Adriana helped pinch a few pleats.
“Well, stay aside while I steam your buns.”