Ten minutes later, a bowl of vegetable and meat shred noodles was placed in front of Jiang Xiang Yang. A golden sunny-side-up egg sat atop the noodles, with slightly curled, burnt edges. The thick yolk seemed to be flowing.
A little oil floated at the bowl’s edge, with clear soup accompanying the vegetables, contrasting the green leaves and pale meat shreds, and the smooth noodles – simple, clean, and fresh.
Jiang Xiang Yang picked up some noodles. They were smooth and elastic. The vegetables were slightly sweet and crisp, and the meat shreds were fresh and tender.
In his memory, he couldn’t recall a bowl of vegetable and meat shred noodles that looked and tasted this good; not even his mother’s cooking reached this level. This woman truly had a different kind of magic.
He silently finished the large bowl of noodles, feeling a sense of simple happiness. Like Tian Jing Xin, who loved to cry and daydream, her shy appearance made people want to get close. This was probably the down-to-earth affinity she carried, making people feel calm and warm.
After the meal, they enjoyed a rare moment of warmth. Jiang Xiang Yang sat on the sofa browsing through documents, while Jing Xin, unable to focus on her books, played games on the computer beside him.
The computer belonged to Jiang Xiang Yang, who had likely lost interest in it. After getting his permission, Jing Xin wiped off the dust from the screen and discovered several cute animal icon thumbnails, one of which opened a small game.
Jing Xin, who was usually buried in books, admitted she was the “Martian” Shan Shan talked about. Opening the game with a bored mindset, she unexpectedly became addicted, excitedly passing five levels. She hadn’t expected these small games to be so engaging.
Jing Xin discovered small games in the computer and decided to explore them after her exams.
Turning around, she noticed Jiang Xiang Yang flipping through a thick book. She asked, “Xiang Yang, did you play these games before?”
Jiang Xiang Yang looked up briefly: “I made these when I was in school. I don’t like these small games. Xin Yao liked them back then and pestered me to make a few.”
