Chapter 6 Illusion An Old Married Couple


    Taking a look at the food materials in the refrigerator and turning her head back, Joanna saw Wilson


    standing at the door of the kitchen in a lovely manner. All of a sudden, an idea came to her mind. Since


    he was obedient to her now, how about If she could teach him to do the housework, it would save her a


    lot of trouble.


    "Wilson, let me teach you how to cook, and then you won''t be hungry." She looked countlessly at


    Wilson standing at the door, smiling sincerely.


    He nodded obediently and went into the kitchen.


    "Okay." He stood next to Joanna and tilted his head to look at her, "what do I need to do now?"


    For the first time, I could teach him to make some simple dishes. Thinking of this, Joanna took two


    eggs and a vegetables out of the fridge.


    "I will teach you the simplest noodles today." Joanna gave him a demonstration which contained


    various kinds ofplicated knowledge, and made Wilson do experiments by himself from time to


    time.


    "There are ingredients in this cab. There are bowls and chopsticks as well as tools." She reminded


    him while cooking the noodles. After all, if she wanted him to learn to cook, he should know where


    these things were ced.


    Joanna tied up her hair, and a few strands of them hanging down. Wilson looked at her side face for a


    moment and was a little lost. Seeing the sweat on her forehead, he couldn''t help wiping the sweat on


    her forehead with his sleeve, which made Joanna pause.


    What was he doing? The scene looked more and more like an old married couple, a very affectionate


    scene.


    old married couple? Shocked by her own idea, Joannaughed at herself secretly. They had known


    each other for less than half a month, how could she have such an illusion?


    She ced the bowl on the table, and started to enjoy the noodles, with Wilson sitting beside her.


    After the meal, Joanna taught him to wash the dishes. She didn''t realize that although this person


    became somewhat silly after the car ident, he was very smart and could almost learn everything at


    once.


    "Okay. We can talk about itter. I have to go to bed now. You should also go to bed early. Good night.


    " Then Joanna rushed back to her room, leaving Wilson alone at the kitchen door in a daze.


    Joanna wrapped in a quilt and tossed on the bed, would it be too much for him to do these housework?


    She had seen him for several times and believed that this man was not a simple man, and he might


    have never done this before. When they met for the first time, she had helped him, but he said she was


    meddlesome. Now he was different because he lost his memory.


    "Well, forget it. Since I have paid so much medical fees for him, I won''t be excessive if I reward him for


    doing some housework." Lowering her head into the quilt, she fell asleep soon.


    "Ah" With a roar, Wilson woke up. Sitting on the sofa, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself


    down.


    In his dream, he was driving on a phone and didn''t care about the traffic. He didn''t know whether it was


    an ident or a deliberate one. A car was out of control and bumped into him. Then the sky and the


    earth were spinning round. He felt painful and difficult to breathe. All of a sudden, he heard a woman''s


    voice. "Sir Wake up Hold on. "


    It was a familiar voice. Who was that?


    "Joanna?" The moment he woke up, he called out the name of Joanna. Wilson''s eyes darkened, ''who


    am I?'' And who was that woman?


    Why did this dream feel so real? He scratched his hair, his head was ached, and his brain seemed to


    be torn apart.


    After he gradually calmed down, Wilson became sleepless. He looked at the rm clock at the


    bedside. It was half past five in the morning.


    Every time he sat on the bed and thought of the dream he just had, he felt suffocated. Since he couldn''t


    fall asleep, he decided to cook breakfast for Joanna.


    When he got everything ready and stood in the kitchen. Wilson realized that he couldn''t cook anything


    except the noodles that Joanna taught himst night.


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    He sighed deeply, thinking that he was going to give her a surprise. Forget it, he decided to cook the


    noodles. He recalled what happened yesterday and made the breakfast smoothly. Looking at the clock


    in the living room, it was only seven o''clock. He didn''t know when Joanna would go to work, but it


    seemed that she hadn''t gone to work yet.


    So he went to Joanna''s bedroom with the noodles.


    "Joanna, are you up? I have made breakfast for you. " He turned his head to hear what was going on in


    the room. It had been almost one minute, but the person inside hadn''t given any response. Wilson had


    no choice but to knock the door again and said, "Joanna, I''ming in."


    There was still no reply. Maybe she was still in aa, so he had to open the door himself.


    What he saw was the sleeping face of Joanna. Her skin was very good, Wilson refrained himself from


    touching her face. When he came back to his senses, he was already standing by the bedside of


    Joanna.


    "Joanna, it''s time to get up." He didn''t want to wake her up, but at the same time, he wanted her to


    taste the breakfast he had made.


    "Well..." As soon as Joanna opened her eyes, she saw a handsome man standing by her bed, looking


    at her with an affectionate look. She was in a daze for a long time before she responded.


    "Don''t you recognize me?" Wilson stared at Joanna who was stunned but did not react. He felt a little


    sad. Did she forget him.


    "Oh my God Why are you here Get out of here. " Realizing what happened, Joanna tightly wrapped


    herself in a quilt and said with a serious face to Wilson. She had taken Wilson home yesterday, but why


    was he here.


    "I knocked on the door just now, but you didn''t answer me, so I came in myself." Wilson watched


    Joanna''s move, feeling ufortable.


    "I made the noodles you taught me yesterday. I want you to have a taste." He presented her the


    noodles as if he was presenting a piece of treasure.


    Seeing the grievance on Wilson''s face, she realized that she overreacted. He might not think so much,


    but she thought him so bad. She was so guilty that she hastily exined, "I don''t mean to be so


    excited. I''m going to brush my teeth."


    Then she rushed to the bathroom to wash her mouth. She was still thinking that Wilson had made


    breakfast and brought it to her bed. He was such a young man of a new generation. Whoever would


    marry him must be happy.


    When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Wilson waiting for her at the bedside. He was holding


    the bowl of noodles carefully with his hands. When she saw him, a stream of tear trickled down


    Joanna''s cheeks.


    Although the noodles were not as delicious as they looked, it was his first time to cook it and she


    thought it was good enough to make it. She tasted it. It was a little light and there were some broken


    eggshells. But when she saw that Wilson was looking at her expectantly, she answered against her


    conscience, "Hmm, it''s good."


    Hearing Joanna''s praise, Wilson smiled happily. "I''m d you like it. I can make it for you every


    day."