The morning sun rose, and the first ray of light came in from the window, dividing the sofa bed into two pieces. I sat in the warm sun package, feeling the sunlight that was not yet dazzling.
When Song Yue got home, she quickly took her pajamas and said she wanted to take a shower first. I understood this. After all, although Song Yue didn't clean up much on weekdays and often looked bare-faced, cleanliness and comfort were the most basic thing.
Her face was tear-stained and her hair was messy, which really went against her image management.
While she was taking a shower, I wanted to make some breakfast, but when I opened the refrigerator, everything was clean. Then I remembered that Song Yue had always said before that it was better to buy and cook food now, so I always stopped by after get off work. Go buy it.
At that time, I felt it was troublesome, so I tried to find a lot of information about keeping things fresh in the refrigerator, and told her that it was okay to freeze and refrigerate, and that she could stock vegetables and there was no need to buy them every day.
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