Lin Lu was not here, so Jiang Xingran lay on the table as if he had given up all his strength, pressing his abdomen and gasping softly.
I haven't eaten for a long time, and it seems that I have an old problem with a bad stomach. My stomach is cramping and cramping, and there is cold sweat on my forehead.
But this is not his home, so he can't do whatever he wants.
Behind me, there was the sound of very light footsteps, and I knew who was back without even thinking.
Jiang Xingran quickly straightened up and sat up, pretending to be working on a paper. His slightly pale lips still exposed his weakness at the moment.
In fact, he had already finished the paper, and it didn't even take him forty minutes.
He even secretly watched her eating for twenty minutes.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xingran curled his lips slightly and his eyes softened.
She was very attentive when eating, not looking at her phone or talking to him, but eating one bite after another with a spoon without being anxious at all.
She seems to be so serious about whatever she does, without being disturbed by others.
And he happened to love the way she looked when she was looking at him intently.
The deer's eyes are bright and pure, like lake water in spring.
Moreover, she looks thin, but she seems to like eating meat.
Jiang Xingran silently wrote down her preferences.
"Jiang Xingran."
Lin Lu called him from behind.
"I am here."
Jiang Xingran spoke, his voice a little hoarse due to stomach pain.
Turning his head, a steaming bowl of clear soup noodles was placed in his hand, with white mist floating upwards.
There were two green vegetables and a piece of ham chopped in half floating inside.
The combination of meat and vegetables is exquisite.
Lin Lu was wearing anti-scalding gloves on both hands and was looking at him with a smile.
"The food cooked by auntie has gone cold, so I gave it to the housekeeper Rhubarb to eat. I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I cooked you a bowl of noodles as a reward for your obedient writing of the papers."
She explained, looking forward to it.
This was her first time cooking noodles. In order to prevent accidental overturning and making a joke, she deliberately chose the simplest clear soup noodles.
I searched for tutorials on the Internet and followed them step by step.
It's just that she hasn't tasted salty yet.
"can you cook?"
Jiang Xingran was a little surprised.
He looked up and down several times in her furry bunny nightgown and apron.
Logically speaking, since her family has an aunt who specializes in cooking, it’s not her turn to cook, right?
Moreover, as soon as he looked at the noodles in the bowl, he knew that she probably didn't cook often.
After all, he lives alone on a flat floor in the city center, and his mother has trained him to cook since he was a child.
I still remember my mother said that only boys who can cook will be able to find a wife in the future.
It's just that he almost never cooks for himself.
Seeing Jiang Xingran staring at the bowl of noodles, Lin Lu felt a little embarrassed.
"You should be...a little bit fluent, right?"
Her tone was very uncertain, "I don't know how to use the gas stove at home, and the noodles are a bit rotten."
Jiang Xingran curled his lips, it seemed that his guess was right.
He picked up the chopsticks and poked the noodles in the bowl.
Well, it's cooked.
"It's okay, even if it's rotten, it's easy to digest."
"Try it and see, it should still taste good."
Lin Lu sat on the chair next to him and watched him pick up a piece of noodles and put it to his mouth to blow.
As for the taste, she is still somewhat confident, and it shouldn't be too bad.
However, Jiang Xingran only took one bite and then stopped.
In an instant her heart was in her throat.
"Isn't it delicious? How about I cook it again for you..."
As he said that, he wanted to get his bowl.
Sure enough, she is still a novice in the kitchen.
Jiang Xingran moved the bowl to avoid her hand.
“It’s delicious, but be careful, the bowl is very hot.”
"Really?"
Lin Lu was very happy when he was praised for making noodles for the first time. "Then you eat more. If it's not enough, I'll cook it for you again."
"Um."
Jiang Xingran took a deep look at her, smiled, and stuffed another piece of noodles into his mouth, "It's just that there was too much salt, it was a bit chewy."
"ah……"
Lin Lu stood up.
Seeing how he was eating it deliciously, she thought it was delicious.
"...Then let me get you a glass of water?"
He turned around and was about to go to the kitchen to pour him some water, but his wrist was grabbed.
"It's okay, no need, it's delicious."
As if he was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Jiang Xingran took two more big bites, and more than half of the noodles went down in an instant, "This is the most delicious noodles I have ever eaten."
After thinking for a while, he added.
“It feels like home.”
Lin Lu turned around and looked at him.
He ate the noodles much faster than himself, but within five minutes, a bowl of noodles that was still very hot right out of the pot was completely gone.
Even the soup was drank completely.
A certain place in my heart suddenly became warm.
This was the first time Lin Lu heard the word "home" from Jiang Xingran.
He should...have never felt the warmth of home, right?
So just a bowl of salty clear noodle soup made him feel like home.
Lin Lu didn't know what happened to him, so he just walked to him quietly and hugged him from behind.
"Then if you miss this taste next time, just tell me and I will cook noodles for you again."
If you miss home, come to me.
"good."
Jiang Xingran held her little hand hanging in front of him, and the affection in his eyes welled up.
How could she not make people feel heartbroken and utterly devoted to her?
I really want to hold her hand like this and never let go.