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"No." I shook my head, gritted my teeth, and decided to avoid the issue by saying lightly, "It was because I saw an old couple on the way back today. As a result, that old lady died on the bus. When he found out later that she had been suffering from senile dementia and that her illness had been incurable, and that her condition was especially good today, the old man took her out for a walk. Although he had guessed that it might be her last ray of hope, when the old lady really died, he was still crying sorrowfully … When I asked him if he needed to call their families, he said he had no family, no children.

I looked at Jin Zicheng, but he didn't have any intention to laugh, he only looked at me quietly. He patted my back as if he was coaxing a child. His tone of voice didn't have the usual sarcastic tone. "I'm not laughing at you. So what? It's normal. Why do you have to live like you don't even want it?"

I "En" and said, "Let me go. It's not comfortable sitting like this, you're not comfortable either."

I rubbed my nose and sat on the sofa. "Did you come to find me today? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, but I'm hungry now. Go cook." Jin Zicheng said as if it was a matter of course, but when I heard him, I just wanted to roll my eyes at him.

"You're here for a meal again?" My tone was dissatisfied, but I still stood up and said, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine, as long as it can be eaten."

"Then the noodles are served?" This is faster. " I opened the refrigerator and took a handful of noodles and some tomatoes and eggs.

I was quietly cooking in the kitchen, while Jin Zicheng was quietly sitting in the living room, waiting for something to happen. I suddenly felt that this seemed to be not bad, actually let me feel others always said that the years of peace and quiet taste.

I smiled and patted myself on the head to remind myself to calm down and not to keep thinking about these endless things. It wouldn't do me any good, it would just make me sink deeper and deeper into my thoughts.

It was already the wee hours of the morning. While waiting for the water to boil, I looked out the window and saw that the lights in the other residences had all been extinguished. Only the lights in the shops were still lit, making the night seem exceptionally quiet.

It was a fine day, the moon high in the sky, the stars flickering in and out of the clouds, and as I stood there, listening to the sound of the water bubbling and boiling, I felt the whole world settle down with the breeze, as if it were the only pure land in the world of noise.

I put the noodles in the pot and suddenly remembered that Xia Xiaoran often cooked noodles in the middle of the night like this. I once asked her why she always ate noodles in the middle of the night, and I remember she just smiled and didn't say anything.

Now that he thought about it, could there be some unknown secret?

I felt that my heart was softer than it had ever been, like a weathered man who has suddenly come to believe in fairy tales, and I felt that this was incredible, that it shouldn't have happened.