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.

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

it, then I won't have to go through the trouble to

you could see your breath 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 in mind. She had to

had put her in the

they were not alone. There was Megan. Blair

wondered what they were doing

the door, either. That would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like forever, until she couldn't take it anymore. She had to get

finally found her, Blair was sitting in a snack bar near her apartment building, holding a piece of fishcake in her chopsticks. It was sodden, 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

too hungry, she didn't wait for long enough before she put

got burned and she chewed in a hurry while covering her mouth.

and let out a long sigh. Then she

someone held her wrist and

and saw Wesley, standing next to

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

The grimness on

her frigid right hand without answering and

out of the snack bar. "Hey, I'm

picked up the bowl and poured all of it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like

at him. 'He ate from the same bowl as me. It's

empty disposable paper

fantastic. She loved it, but had been too busy preparing for

even let her have any soup.

to reply, but noticing she was only wearing a thin coat,

"Wait up. Let go of me. I

into the building, still holding her wrist.

panting. It was only