The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

He still gazed at her.

She didn’t care: "There’s also bacon and fried eggs, you like that. Oh, and your favorite is baked ham, right? Don’t worry, I’ll buy a big ham and slowly cook it for you..."

Her voice was like the chirping of unknown birds in the garden, and her smile was like the subtle fragrance of the last roses. Especially the way she spoke, light, playful, gentle, joyful, it was as if there was no pain or worry in the world.

He was most afraid of seeing a gloomy face, but she didn’t have one.

The sunlight shone brightly, her smile was so lovely.

"Come, Xiaojue, let me feed you..."

She reached out to help him, surprisingly gentle.

He forced himself to sit up, his voice very weak: "Let me do it myself..."

She glared at him, playfully scolding: "Why? Do you think I can’t do it well? Hey, did you forget? Once when you had a severe cold and a high fever, everyone almost isolated you, but didn’t you insist on me feeding you?"

His eyes grew distant.

Such a long time ago, and it seems so vivid.

He sat up, comfortably leaning on the bedside, watching her spoon the porridge to his mouth.

"This porridge isn’t very good, we should switch to chicken porridge. Do you remember the chicken porridge I made? It must be free-range chicken, cooked thoroughly, remove the skin, and tear the most tender breast meat into strips and put it in, add some green onions when done, and if paired with Fuling pickles... wow... it was truly delicious. Xiaojue, just wait, I’ll make it for you tomorrow..."

He kept gazing at her.

He always liked hearing her chatter like this.

Before her father passed away, she liked to chatter like this, even right after he passed away, she still liked it... During their university days, when they were together, she always talked more than him. Often she would speak, and he would listen.

Until later, until life’s hardships smoothed out all the edges, until there was no way out... only then did she slowly begin to fall silent, and later, with constant hits from Huang Ma, she gradually stopped saying anything...

Today, this familiar chatter has returned.

Just like the morning orioles singing on the branches.

In fact, for the past two years, he was most agitated by people chattering in front of him, especially women, their constant noise was really unbearable. But this sound was like heavenly music.

"Look at you, careless again, your chin is wet here, let me wipe it for you..."

"Eat more broccoli, it’s really good..."

"You must eat bacon... eat a lot, only then can your original energy be sufficient, understand?"

He kept gazing at her.

He never mentioned his mother’s situation, and feared she might bring it up, but she didn’t say a word about it.

Really, even the terrifying pain on his body suddenly vanished. Ever since his mother’s disappearance, he had basically never slept a single night peacefully. After his mother’s death, he became even more exhausted.

Now, he has finally relaxed completely.

She packed everything aside, ready to leave, but suddenly noticed his frightened look.

She laughed, pushed the clutter aside, sat at the bedside, supporting him naturally, smiling: "Today let’s be lazy and not wash the dishes. Anyway, there’s plenty of dry food in the fridge, and lots of vegetables and fruits too. Xiaojue, let me tell you a joke..."

It was nearly June now, the garden grass was growing deep, and gradually, there were mosquitoes.

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