Without any expression on his face, Rogelio wiped the stains off with a napkin.
Then he picked up another piece of meat for me and said, "you're an adult. Why haven't you used your chopsticks well?"
"That's right. Brother, as far as I'm concerned, Jasmine needs someone to take care of him before he can have dinner."
I couldn't help blushing because of their tease.
I looked at Rogelio and asked, "why don't you eat?"
Rosie changed the sweet and sour ribs to the other dishes in front of Rogelio and said with a smile. "Ah...I don't know what my brother likes to eat, but I know what he doesn't like to eat the most."
Rogelio smiled, took a mouthful of green vegetables and chewed it gently without saying anything.
I asked, "what doesn't Rogelio like to eat?"
Pointing at the sweet and sour spareribs with chopsticks, Rosie continued, "When we were young, my mother liked to make this for us. At first, we really loved to eat it, but my mother always made it for us. Once, my brother vomited up after he finished eating, and then he won't eat any more when he sees the dish again. However, in order to make my mother happy, my brother is still likely to eat a little. He doesn't eat anything symbolically. My second brother and I would never consider my mother's feeling. So my mother thought my brother likes this dish the most, but actually only my second elder brother and I know that he hates it most in his heart. It is a psychological shadow."
My palms sweated when I heard that. I knew that I had been completely exposed.
I blushed and looked at Rogelio, who was putting a piece of sparerib into his mouth with a smile and tasting it carefully.
"Yes, Jasmine. The food you cooked is different from my mother's. It's very delicious."
Rosie shook her head with smile and took another dish.
Rogelio's reaction seemed to forget that I had told a lie to him. His smile was natural, but my heart was uneasy beyond description.
After a few bites, Rosie looked at Rogelio and me in curiosity. "Do you have anything to tell me?"
"No, I'm not!"
"No, I didn't."
Rogelio and I almost spoke in the same voice, but my voice had a sense of eagerness to explain, while Rogelio's voice was calm and easy.
Rosie and Xenia looked at each other, and the look in their eyes was vicious.
Then Rosie turned to Xenia and asked, "do you think we should not stay here now?"
Xenia lowered her head, quickly crossed her plate and gulped down the food.
Not willing to lag behind, Rosie also finished the meal quickly. The two people wiped the corners of their mouths and stood up to leave.
I had already not known how to behave now and said, "Can you two be more serious?"
"We are very serious!"
They smiled at each other, and then they put down their chopsticks and walked away hand in hand.
Rogelio was calmer than me. "Leave them alone. I'm not full yet. Let's enjoy our meal."
Rogelio's soft voice calmed me down a lot.
Thank goodness, Rogelio didn't ask me why I was lying, nor did Xenia ask more. It made the meal warmer and less awkward.
The doorbell rang again.
Rogelio looked at him and asked, "who will come at this time?"
I shook my head, "I'll go to have a look. No one comes to my house as usual."
I went to open the door, only to find that it was not anyone else, but Robbie.
"Why are you here?"
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