But does it make sense? He's not him anymore.

The happiness of nothingness brings her deeper emptiness.

Tang Qing slowly took back his sight and ate slowly. It was probably the last time that the man with excellent cooking skills cooked for her. It would be a bit cheap to come back.

But sooner or later, I still have to go. There is no difference between going now and going later. She didn't feel regret or anything, just a sudden lack of a person in the room, a little too quiet.

However, before Xiao Fengting wakes up, it is so quiet here. She used to be very good before and can adapt to it after coming.

Tang Qing finished the dinner peacefully, and then sat down on the chair for a while. After a while, she realized that no one had cleaned up the dishes for her. She gradually regained consciousness and slowly lowered her head to clean up the remaining dishes.

It can take years to change a bad habit, but it only takes three days to form a habit.

She sighed softly in her heart, dragging her aching legs and feet, and slowly walked to the kitchen.

Since Xiao Fengting borrowed the tools, he cleaned up the thatched cottage. At least it won't leak in rainy days.

The stove was rebuilt, and he decorated the wall with shells. It seemed that there was an original artistic atmosphere.

Tang Qing looked at the clean and tidy kitchen. The meat and vegetables were put away in different categories. There was no smell of oil and fireworks in the air. It was as clean as a newly decorated one.

Since Xiao Fengting took over cooking, she has hardly ever been here. Now she takes a look and finds that the house has been completely invaded by Xiao Fengting, full of traces left by him.

If she had leisure, she could pack all the things he had left behind and throw them out of the door to show her gratitude to him. However, on such a dangerous island, she is not likely to do such a stupid thing. Without Xiao Fengting, she will live on her own in the future. Throwing away all the things he left behind seems to be very pleasant, but it is a very meaningless emotional thing for her.

She also needed to lean on those chairs and stools to live on the island.

Tang Qing squatted on the ground to wash the bowl, then brush the pot again, tidy up the kitchen and chopping board, and then slowly returned to the bed.

The night here is very quiet, except for the sound of the waves, only insects.

There is no entertainment on the island, and most people go back to their houses to sleep as soon as it gets dark.

She unconsciously looked at the door and suddenly thought where Xiao Fengting should sleep tonight. It was so dark that she didn't give him time to build another thatched cottage to hide in. He would probably have to sleep in a tree tonight.

There are no big beasts here, but ordinary snakes or frogs can cope with them. He is an expert in the wild. She really doesn't have to worry about him.

Tang Qing forced herself to take back her thoughts from Xiao Fengting. She closed her eyes and began to count the sheep.

The method of diverting attention was very useful. Tang Qing quickly fell asleep.

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when she woke up, Xiao Fengting was still leaning against the coconut tree he used to lean on, surrounded by a circle of children. He smile, with their fight, but no longer to her side of the line of sight projection.