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.

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

have to go through the trouble to give it to

your breath in the air, but Blair only wore a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her to the bone.

so many days had put her in

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

wondered what they

rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like forever,

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,

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

tongue got burned and she chewed in a

fish tofu, she sipped some soup and let out a long sigh. Then she put

mouth, someone

to her

only wearing sweats. 'It's so cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking

Blair. The grimness on his face

answering and pulled her to her feet.

was going to lead her out of the snack bar. "Hey, I'm not

He let go of her, picked up the bowl and poured all of it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a chipmunk while he chewed it up and swallowed it

from the same bowl as me. It's

paper bowl, threw it into the bin and held

for you at 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

even let her have any soup.

meant to reply, but noticing she was only wearing a

keep up with him. "Wait up.

He led her into the building, still holding her wrist.

for the elevator, Blair leaned on the wall, panting. It was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited you over to have dinner,