Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Hearing the noise in the living room, Wesley looked at his watch to check the time. 'It's about time for dinner, ' he thought. He stood and told Megan, "Come and eat. You can do the rest after dinner."

"Okay,"

They walked out of the bedroom to find that Blair was nowhere to be found. The table was set, chock-full of various dishes. The smell reached Wesley's nostrils, and his stomach growled obligingly.

Megan jogged over to the table excitedly and said, "A six-course meal and soup. Man, I'm starved! Let's wash up, Uncle Wesley."

Wesley pondered for a while and said, "Wait a sec. I'll be back."

Then he turned and left the apartment. The smile on Megan's face vanished as she watched him leave.

Wesley rang the doorbell a few times, but Blair didn't come to the door. Anxious and impatient, he keyed in the password to her apartment and slipped inside.

The apartment was dark. It seemed no one was home. "Blair," he called. But no one answered.

He believed Blair wasn't home.

'She cooked dinner, but left my apartment. She didn't eat, she didn't even say goodbye. What the hell?'

Because he couldn't find Blair, Wesley grew anxious.

He took out his phone to call her, only to realize that he didn't have her number.

Blair had once tried to friend him on WeChat, but she changed her mind in the end.

Looking around her empty apartment, Wesley grew more irritated by the minute.

After leaving his place, instead of going back to her own apartment, Blair took the elevator, went downstairs and walked out of the apartment complex.

the gift I bought for Wesley in the cabinet, ' she remembered, not long after she had left the building.

finds it, then I won't have to go through

in the air, but Blair only wore a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her to the bone. Roaming the streets, she had no destination

Wesley again after so many days had

were not alone. There was Megan. Blair couldn't stand

bugged her, especially when Wesley had stayed so long in that bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there, and her thoughts went into some ugly corners, tugging

couldn't just knock on the door, either. That would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like forever, until she

dripping dashi broth back into the bowl. As he got closer, he could see the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of ramen noodles. Oden. She was shaking from the cold. Anxious to eat something to warm herself, she blew onto the food to cool it off as she repeatedly pulled her coat

long enough before she put a piece of steaming fish tofu into her mouth.

that her tongue got burned and she chewed in a hurry while

and let out a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks in to grab another

in her mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the oden away

Wesley, standing next to her with

so cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking

Blair. The grimness

without answering and pulled her to her feet.

lead her out of the snack bar. "Hey,

it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged

at him. 'He ate from the same bowl as me. It's like a second-hand kiss.

all the soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and held her wrist, leading her out of the

locally famous, the food fantastic. She loved it, but

let her have any soup.

she was only wearing a thin coat, he quickened his pace.

him. "Wait up. Let go of

led her into the building, still holding her

It was