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.

not long after she

won't have to go through the trouble to give it

fallen. They were in deep winter, and 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

had put her

not alone. There was Megan.

alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there,

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

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

didn't wait for long enough before she put a piece of

tongue got burned and

sipped some soup and let out a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks

the food in her mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the

standing next to her with a grim face and tightened lips.

cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me? Did he leave in

are you here?" asked Blair. The grimness on his face scared her a little.

without answering and pulled her

out of the snack bar.

of it into his mouth.

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

end, he even ate all the soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and held her wrist,

home, you know. Why did you eat my food?" she asked pitifully. That snack bar was locally famous, the food fantastic. She loved it, but had been too busy preparing for exams to come here. So she finally made it here today. However, she had only taken a single bite,

let her

she was only wearing

jog to keep up with him. "Wait up. Let go

led her into the building, still holding her wrist.

was only