I turned back the recording on my phone and listened to it a second time, a third time, a fourth time...

Wen Xinnuan turned back into the ostrich, holding his head with one hand, curled up on the sofa, shivering.

[Add some vanilla syrup and caramel in it, take out the tea bag after a minute, stir, stir... Do you know what this cup of 'Earl Gray Black Tea' will become?】

Luo Lei's deep voice rang in her ears.

It seemed as if there was a tall figure sitting down next to her, with his legs crossed and his expression proud and contented.

The Earl Gray tea was stirred in his hand, and a strong fragrance came out.

【It became ‘idiot tea’.】

[Luo Jian, if your mouth is not bitchy for a day, it doesn’t deserve your name, right? 】

[…] Luo Lei raised his eyebrows and stared at the tea in his hand, [This is called ‘London Fog’, it looks like your eyes.]

There was a faint layer of white mist floating on top of the black tea. Luo Lei used a toothpick to draw a heart shape on top of the mist. English subtitle: nuan.

Warm heart.

[I’ll give you a drink, don’t thank me!]

Wen Xinnuan carefully held the tea handed over by Luo Lei. The mist was so beautiful. She didn't expect that a man as rough as Luo Lei could do it.

[Why do your eyes look like mine?] Wen Xinnuan held the tea in her hands, looking so good that she was reluctant to drink it.

【You like to cry! You are a crybaby! Look in the mirror and see if you look like yourself?】

Warm eyes filled with water mist... misty London fog.

…

Wen Xinnuan bit her lip, she was indeed a crybaby, she would shed tears when she encountered something unsatisfactory.

Emotions are released quickly and go away quickly, so she doesn't hide anything in her heart...

Wen Xinnuan poured herself a cup of tea, stood up unexpectedly, and opened a cabinet.

Inside are various exquisite glass bottles with different condiments. Because Wen Xinnuan is a foodie, there are many such things.

She found vanilla syrup and caramel, put them in a cup and stirred them.

A burst of white mist slowly floated over the tea surface.

Wen Xinnuan picked up a toothpick and carefully wrote on it——

SORRY.

Belated awakening, Luo Lei, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You will never forgive me again, right?

Tears were shed in big tears and dripped into the cup.

[Wen Xinnuan, I like you to cry...but I am afraid that you will cry.]

【No one likes other people crying! You just don’t have good intentions!】

Luo Lei curled his lips, but didn't say what he wanted to say. He liked her direct emotions, her unhappiness and happiness were all shown on her face, she was pure and bold without hiding it, as simple as a child.

I like to see her cry, see her smile, and see all her happiness and unhappiness.

But at the same time, he couldn't bear her grievances and wanted her to be happy.

…

At night, Wen Xinnuan had tears in her eyes, clutched her cell phone, and curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Desserts and tea were scattered messily on the coffee table.

Luo Lei was sitting on a high-backed chair with red eyes. He was about to leave. Before leaving, he turned on the camera one last time, looked at her, and said goodbye to her.

The woman sleeping on the sofa was not covered by the quilt, and her pale legs were exposed. The heating was not turned on in the room, so she was a little cold and shivered from time to time.

Luo Lei's hand touched the screen, tracing her contours.

Wen Xinnuan's thick eyelashes trembled, as if she had dreamed of something extremely sad, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

Are you so sad? Before he left, did you say goodbye to him with tears?
Chapter completed!