That is, from then on, he points in the miss drink a bowl of bowl of rice gruel. But no matter how he to find, but never found. Maybe, this world, only she can do that, that the rice gruel?
He traveled to several, through her phone, ask her to take a seat in the coffee shop. She, agreed.
Sitting in a cafe, carefree XianDe chatted, he asked her: before your rice porridge is what to do, so sweet? coach madison carryall
She's one leng, said: it's easy, use sand pot boil, little put a rice, more water. Paused, she immediately after say: but, can use soft fire from beginning to end, and simmer.
He was surprised: simmer? How long does it take for that?
She lightly answer a way: for almost two hours. Before, I everyday in the evening are sitting in the kitchen.
The heat of endless from his heart swept through, involuntarily, he stretched out his hand and caught her hand and eye: I also want to drink hot you cook porridge, ok?
She gently pulled out his hand: I'm sorry, my porridge, only to have treasures it to drink.
Say that finish, she didn't look back to a cafe. His eyes followed her, until the door.
She just out of the gate, then a man came up to her, opens an umbrella. Originally, it's raining. coach madison hobo
He see clearly that with the right hand man will fully support in her umbrella, as the head of his left shoulder in the rain shower.
Look at them far of figure, he felt himself in the line of sight of obscure, and gradually, he put out his hands to wipe your eyes, but with the hand rub the tears......
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