Perhaps because of a long illness, the meaning of time to him may be different from others. What aging is only the body, his spirit and temperament have stopped at a certain stage and have not grown old with time.

"That's it." There was no request, but there was a hint of pity in my eyes. Fu Feichen said, "Last time I knew you didn't like sweet food, I specially asked someone to find a few restaurants. I wanted to see if it suits your taste."

Yu Xing pursed his lips, and his hands on his knees were unconsciously tightened.

She thought she would hate him. Before she met, she was not only resistant to the word "father". She always thought that if she saw this person one day, she would hate him and disgust him, and she didn't say a word to him, and turned her head and left.

But not.

When she was with him, she was unexpectedly relaxed. The only thing that made people feel uncomfortable was the ones that were in her heart. She didn't want to go there and didn't want to let go, so an invisible gap was established between her and him.

When he coughed, she was a little worried.

She didn't want to admit it.

The car was quiet for a while.

“Is it spicy?”

"Um?"

Yu Xing asked uncomfortablely: "Is the dish cooked very spicy?"

Fu Feichen nodded: "It's very spicy."

"...I'm not hungry now." She spoke silently, her brows never relaxed, and she said awkwardly, "I may be hungry in half an hour."
Chapter completed!