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

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

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

days had put her in the

alone. There was Megan. Blair

bugged her, especially when Wesley had stayed so long in that bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there,

for what seemed like

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

or she was too hungry, she didn't wait for long enough before she put a piece of

that her tongue got burned and

out a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks in

someone held her wrist and pushed the oden away

standing next to her with a grim face and tightened

he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me? Did he leave in a hurry?

asked Blair. The grimness on

grabbed her frigid right hand without answering

lead her out of the

his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a chipmunk while he chewed it up and swallowed it all.

same bowl as me. It's

After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin

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.

her have any soup.

reply, but noticing she was only wearing a thin coat, he quickened

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

didn't stop. He led her into the

panting. It was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited