Because Shan Sinuan had no intention of confessing to Su Jincheng, she was still a little hesitant, "Is this good? I'm afraid I won't be friends with him in the future."
"No. Didn't you confess your love to him before? We're still friends now." Miao Miao said: "Nuan Nuan, I think that instead of you being in such pain and having random thoughts now, it's better to just go all out and confess your love to him.
He knows your pain!"
Shan Sinuan pondered and said nothing.
"It's a long rainy night. You two have a few drinks in the evening. While you're still drunk, talk to him. Alcohol can numb people's nerves. Maybe he will agree to you once he's confused. Or, hey hey hey...
"Miao Miao smiled mischievously and did not continue.
Shan Sinuan understood what she meant, "Don't worry, I won't have sex after drinking."
"I didn't say it." Miaomiao smiled and refused to admit it.
Shan Sinuan said: "Let me think about it again."
"The more you think about it, the more confused you become. However, you should still follow your inner choice. My words are just a reference."
"Well, I'll go to bed first, good night."
Shan Sinuan was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside, closing her eyes and thinking wildly. She didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already bright.
The first thing she does when she wakes up every day is to see if the rain has subsided. She pulled on her slippers and stood at the window to look down. She felt that the rain had risen again, but the rain had not changed much from yesterday.
"It's still going on, is the sky leaking?" After Shan Sinuan finished speaking, he changed his clothes and left the room to go to the bathroom.
There was no sound of opera singing in Zhuang Xiaomeng's room this morning, and it was quiet inside. Shan Sinuan glanced at the time. At this time yesterday, her aunt was already up. It seemed that she overslept this morning.
Shan Sinuan went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast. She opened the cooking software, selected breakfast, and decided to make vegetable pancakes, fried beef, and tomato soup. She just started and took out the ingredients one by one from the refrigerator.
While she was working, she was thinking about what Miaomiao told her last night. Everything she was doing now was indeed done willingly. She wanted to be good to him and her aunt just because she liked him.
But what does all this about himself look like in Su Jincheng's eyes? How does he see himself? Does he regard all this as help from a friend, or as her "help" - the kind of person who will repay the favor with reward in the future?
"What did you eat this morning?" Su Jincheng didn't know when he came in and asked from behind: "What can I do for you?"
Shan Sinuan recovered her thoughts, turned to look at him, and said: "This morning I plan to make fried beef, vegetable pancakes, and tomato soup. The ingredients are all on the table. You wash the vegetables and meat first.
Alright."
"It's so rich." Su Jincheng stood in front of the table and praised her with a smile: "Not to mention, you matched it well."
"I also learned from the Internet, otherwise I wouldn't have known it." Shan Sinuan was in a moody mood today, not as enthusiastic and lively as usual.
Su Jincheng also noticed it. While washing the tomatoes, he asked curiously: "Are you homesick? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Shan Sinuan smiled faintly, "I'm not a child. I slept just fine."
"Just tell me what you need, and I will try my best to satisfy you. Don't wrong yourself."
"We are so familiar, I can't be polite to you." Shan Sinuan said to him pretending to be carefree.
"Hey, by the way, do you have an electric pancake? It would be easier to get the pancake."
Su Jincheng said: "You asked, and it really does exist. My sister bought it for me, but I have never used it. I will find it for you."
"Seventh sister bought you everything to make you feel at home. You really don't need anything. Look at this kitchen. If I weren't here, you wouldn't be able to open it for a year, right?"
"I usually don't know how to cook by myself. These things are just decorations." Su Jincheng squatted down and looked for an electric baking pan in the cupboard below.
Shan Sinuan said: "How can this be a decoration? In the future, if there is a mistress in the house, there will be a place for them to be used."
"Mistress? Haha, who knows when she will show up." Su Jincheng pulled out a cardboard box from the cabinet, which was an electric baking pan.
Shan Sinuan took it and asked him pretending not to care: "That Tang Muying yesterday didn't bother you anymore, right?"
"I blocked her."
"Then don't you still need to keep in touch when you're working?"
"I'll find someone else to pass it on. I'll let her out after she calms down for a few days."
Shan Sinuan laughed and said with some sympathy: "However, it is really cool for you to reject what she said. Now that you have blocked her again, she will definitely be sad to death. Isn't it too cruel?
"
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain." Su Jincheng took out the electric baking pan, put it on the operating table, plugged it in, and said to her: "It's ready to use."
Shan Sinuan prepared pancakes and looked at Su Jincheng's profile in front of the sink. Tang Muying was heartbroken over there. He was unmoved here. So if she confessed to him, would he have the same reaction? Or would he?
Do you think this is a burden?
She absent-mindedly put the mixed batter into the electric pan, and somehow her fingers softened and rubbed against the edge, causing her to scream in surprise.
"What's wrong?" Su Jincheng put down the meat in his hand and walked over quickly. Seeing that her fingers were red, he immediately took her hand and put it under the faucet to wash it with cold water.
"Why are you so careless?" He looked at her hands and said.
Seeing his nervous look, Shan Sinuan pinched her fingers in his hand, and her somewhat depressed heart started to spark again, like a calm lake surface with stones thrown into it, causing ripples.
"Well, I can do it myself." She wanted to take her hand out.
"Here, you cook for 15 minutes." He let go of her hand, gave up his position, walked to the electric baking pan, and said, "Can I just put this batter on top?"
Shan Sinuan turned around and said, "Yes, just wait until one side is cooked, then flip it over."
After she finished speaking, she turned her face and stared at her fingers blankly.
Su Jincheng had never done these things before and was very clumsy, but fortunately he was familiar with them.
After Shan Sinuan washed her fingers, Su Jincheng found her some burn medicine, applied it on her, and wrapped it with gauze.
"Let's make a thick soup. I can do this," Su Jincheng said.
"Okay then." Shan Sinuan said, "I'm going to wake up Auntie. Auntie got up a little late this morning."
She walked to the door of Zhuang Xiaomeng's room, knocked gently, and asked: "Auntie, are you awake?"
"Si Nuan, I'm awake." Zhuang Xiaomeng replied weakly in the room.
Shan Sinuan was startled and quickly opened the door and went in. She saw Zhuang Xiaomeng lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face flushed.
"Auntie, are you sick?" she asked, reaching out and touching her forehead, the touch was hot.