"I've told you there's no comparison, right..." Shen Mochen felt sowhat embarrassed, especially since the other person ant no harm; he didn't want to continue the topic.
"If you had told her yesterday that you preferred her more, she might not have broken up with you. You could still be holding her as you sleep, continuing to do those joyful things." Xiao Xingshuang tilted her head.
Shen Mochen forced a laugh, "Isn't that just too hypocritical and utilitarian?"
Xiao Xingshuang said, "Such a pity."
Pity my ass... What are you talking about, are you suggesting I spout nonsense just to keep playing poker with Xia Qingrou?
Only scumbags aren't stingy with lies...Uh, speaking of which, I've told quite a few lies myself.
"So, who is more important to you?" Xiao Xingshuang didn't seem to plan on letting Shen Mochen off the hook; out of curiosity, she asked again.
Shen Mochen was rinsing rice, briefly turning his back: "What kind of question is that, is your dad more important to you or your mom?"
Xiao Xingshuang calmly said, "My dad has already died, so now my mom is more important."
Shen Mochen suddenly looked at Xiao Xingshuang, paused for a mont, then cracked a smile, "What a coincidence, my dad also died."
"Did he also die from an illness?"
"He died in an accident. What disease did your father die from?"
"Liver disease."
"Ouch... that disease is indeed hard to treat."
"It's not that it couldn't be treated, just that there was no money for treatnt, so he died." Xiao Xingshuang rinsed the dried longan too many tis, suddenly realized that it wasn't necessary, and then emptied the water from the bowl and put it down.
"There's no helping it, it costs a lot of money..." Shen Mochen pursed his lips.
Xiao Xingshuang said softly, "Actually, it wasn't much, only over seventy-thousand."
Shen Mochen remained silent; seventy-thousand, maybe even less than what Xiao Xingshuang now earns in a month at Buque. But for so families, seventy-thousand could drive people to their deaths.
Shen Mochen could understand this feeling, during the hardest tis with the Yin sisters, let alone seventy-thousand, they couldn't even co up with seven hundred. When he was a kid, his leg was broken once, and it was only because they knelt and pleaded in front of the doctor, begging till their heads were bloody, that he got the reluctant treatnt.
"What about your relatives at ho..."
"They lent us so before, they refused later, afraid the surgery wouldn't succeed and we wouldn't be able to pay them back."
Shen Mochen looked down, gently wiping the condensation from the pressure cooker with a cloth.
"You... it's kind of a bitter turn to sweetness, being able to awaken a superpower, it's like compensation from heaven."
After a long silence, Shen Mochen slowly spoke to comfort.
Actually, Xiao Xingshuang's background is quite pitiful. But this kind of thing happens often in slums, when you have a serious illness, just wait to die.
Many people say "a thin rope breaks at the weakest point, misfortune seeks out the wretched," but in fact, this statent reverses cause and effect.
It's not that the poor are prone to misfortune, but when faced with the sa situation, the rich and powerful can easily resolve it, while the poor and helpless never recover.
Many things are not misfortunes but beco misfortunes when they happen to the destined wretched.
Shen Mochen had seen much of this in the past years, but it's only been recently, as life beca more comfortable, that he realized how bleak this kind of life is.
Xiao Xingshuang also fell silent for a long ti, her fingers finally loosening their grip on the edge of the bowl: "Hmm."
Shen Mochen's eyes flickered, changing the subject, "By the way, your mom is still around, right? That's good, I don't have one anymore."
Xiao Xingshuang looked puzzled, "Did your mom die too?"
"Almost there."
"What does 'almost' an?"
"It's just..." It's being in a quantum superposition state between life and death, predominantly dead, but depending on the situation, the environnt of the question, she could montarily be alive.
However, explaining this "Schrodinger's mother" to Xiao Xingshuang was too complicated, and although Shen Mochen had kissed Xiao Xingshuang and literally slept with her, their relationship wasn't close enough to discuss private family matters comfortably.
"Just that she's dead," Shen Mochen hesitated slightly before speaking.
"I see, then I'm better off than you," Xiao Xingshuang said.
"..." Shen Mochen was speechless.
He believed Xiao Xingshuang didn't an any harm; she was just expressing a fact she believed to be true.
Shen Mochen started cooking rice with water and then motioned for Xiao Xingshuang to leave.
"You're cooking quite a lot, can I have so once it's ready?" Xiao Xingshuang glanced at the pot.
Shen Mochen's mouth twitched slightly and he nodded.
"Then I'm off for a run," Xiao Xingshuang turned and left.
"Okay, be careful, and rember to bring the walkie-talkie."
"I will."
"By the way, why do you run every day, to lose weight?" Shen Mochen casually asked.
"It's good to exercise; it helps prevent illness," Xiao Xingshuang replied.
...
After Xiao Xingshuang left, the water in the pot soon boiled. Shen Mochen added chopped and pitted dates and simred for a while longer until the rice porridge was nearly done. Finally, Shen Mochen added longan at and rock sugar, and after a few more minutes of simring, the longan date porridge was ready.
Shen Mochen slled the fragrant aroma, pressed the keep warm button, and turned to find Liu Chaoyan.
Shen Mochen knocked on Liu Chaoyan's door, "Captain, Sister Xia isn't feeling well, so I cooked so porridge. Could you help give it to her?"
Liu Chaoyan smiled slightly, "Why don't you give it to her yourself? She'd be really happy to receive porridge cooked by you."
Shen Mochen smiled ruefully, shaking his head self-deprecatingly, "She won't even let through the door. When you deliver it later, please don't say I cooked it; just say you did. Otherwise, she definitely won't eat it."
Liu Chaoyan sighed softly, "Alright then..."
"Also, I made quite a lot of porridge, so feel free to have so if you'd like," Shen Mochen continued with a smile.
"I'll gladly take you up on that offer..." Liu Chaoyan smiled, "By the way, how have you been feeling? Didn't you say you were also unwell?"
Shen Mochen coughed once, "I'm fine; what could be wrong with ? I'm a guy, and my superpower can heal !"
Liu Chaoyan grinned, "Shen is really dependable!"
Liu Chaoyan went to deliver food to Xia Qingrou and ca out to give Shen Mochen a gesture, indicating she had finished eating.
Shen Mochen approached quietly and asked, "How is she, health-wise?"
Liu Chaoyan shook her head slightly, "Not too good, her head is a bit hot and she's still coughing. I just saw her take dicine and go to sleep; we'll see how she feels after."
"Captain, since Sister Xia is sick, should we call Xiaoxue back?"
"There's no need for now; it's the separation month, and the three of us are enough..."
As they were speaking, Liu Chaoyan's phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She answered the call, spoke briefly, and then with a complicated expression, she told Shen Mochen, "Xiaoxue called; she's rejoining us this afternoon..."
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