"Hello," she greeted gently.

It was only a short period of time that they had not contacted each other, but Selina felt like it had been tens of thousands of years.

"Selina, how are you?" The man's low voice was heard through the phone.

It was a very attractive male bass voice, full of projection power.

She did not know why but she suddenly choked up. "I'm fine."

Matthew heard Selina's choked voice. He said in an anxious tone, "What's wrong, Selina?"

Selina took a deep breath.

She tried to make her voice sound normal. "Nothing. It's just that my throat hasn't been very well these past two days. Perhaps it's because I ate too much spicy food." "You should eat less spicy food."

"Okay." Selina said, "I went back to the Perry family estate. Do you know that the vegetables in the vegetable garden are growing really well? Prine has even cooked them for me. They were very delicious." After a pause, she said faintly, "You should try them when you come back."

The breathing on the other end of the line had gotten heavier.

"Okay, wait for me to come back and I'll taste it then."

Matthew put down the phone in his hand.

At this moment, he and Saoirse had already arrived at the town that she had mentioned.

The town's population was very small, but the scenery was extremely beautiful.

Furthermore, the house that they were at was the same home that Saoirse's mother used to live in. There was no one living in the house anymore, but fortunately, the water and electricity could still be used as usual, and the house was also clean and tidy.

For dinner, Matthew planned to cook for Saoirse personally.

Although he and Saoirse didn't have any mutual feelings, they were still husband and wife in name. Moreover, he had never cooked for her before.

The dishes he cooked were simple. They were all prepared in less than thirty minutes.

"Have a taste. What do you think?" Matthew said to Saoirse.

After a bite, a smile appeared on the corners of Saoirse's lips. "It tastes good. William, this is the first time you've made something for me to eat. I didn't expect that I'd be able to taste your cooking at the last moments of my life."

Matthew felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.

He tried to make his voice sound as light as possible. "Since it's delicious, you should eat more."

After dinner, Saoirse asked Matthew to accompany her for a stroll, to which Matthew agreed.

kinds of things that happened when she was

here for a long time. Many of the old neighbors knew me, but now these neighbors are all gone.

an old person with blond hair and blue eyes came

it was Saoirse,

Saoirse?"

Saoirse was taken aback.

a long time, she

Saoirse replied

not related by blood. It was only because

a child, she had often went to Mary's house to

looked at her while smiling and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years,

Mary. You still look so

old now."

amazement in her eyes. "Saoirse, is this your husband?

both Saoirse and Matthew revealed a hint of

looking at Saoirse

didn't know what to

However, Matthew said, "Yes."

skipped a

then complimented Matthew and they talked for a long time before she

your husband have time, do come to my house for dinner," Mary said enthusiastically

Mary left, Saoirse glanced at Matthew and said, "Why

you

Saoirse's

her from embarrassment when he said those words in front of

two of them continued to

for? Having a stroll on the streets with my special someone after having a meat together. This was what once

Matthew felt distressed.

on his face. However, deep down, he felt as if a mountain was weighing down on his

life was slowly

ill, she still had the energy to talk and walk with him just

think of

momentary excitement of a

have much time

stared deeply into her eyes. "I will accompany you well during this period of

the corner of Saoirse's lips

She nodded heavily.

her side, she suddenly felt that

at home

left, she piled up five paper cranes every day because the date that

already piled up fifteen paper cranes,

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