Originally, was Yan Qing always this desperate when working? In his previous life, when he was truly ill, he probably only had family around him? At that time, Yan Xin and Yan Jin must have hated him to death… “Hmm… okay.” Yan Qing smiled slightly upon hearing this and readily agreed, turning to walk to the sofa. His hair slightly disheveled, wearing a loose white and gray striped sweater, he looked very docile. Especially when An Xi asked him to sit on the sofa, he obediently sat there, motionless, seemingly truly planning to do nothing. An Xi “battled” in the kitchen for nearly an hour before finally completing her “three dishes and one milk”… Cough, braised pork ribs were too slow to cook… Milk was quick and nutritious! An Xi arranged the completed “scrambled eggs with tomatoes”, “stir-fried choy sum”, and “cucumber with sausage” in a circle, placed two glasses of milk in the middle, added two bowls of rice, and put a slightly overcooked egg on one of the bowls… Looking at these dishes and remembering the dishes Yan Qing used to cook, An Xi’s face turned red… Well, although these dishes looked a bit shabby, she had truly tried her best. “Dinner is ready, Yan Qing…” An Xi removed her “equipment”, calling out “dinner is ready” weakly… “Oh… quite a feast…” Yan Qing walked over slowly, looking at the dishes on the table, then glanced at the lowered head of An Xi, speaking gently. “…If it’s not good, we’ll just have egg noodles later…” After all, making egg noodles was her strength… An Xi’s voice grew smaller as she pulled out a chair next to Yan Qing. “No, it won’t be.” Yan Qing curved his mouth, sitting down smoothly. An Xi quickly sat down at her place. So nervous, so nervous, so nervous… An Xi unconsciously clasped her hands, staring as Yan Qing tasted every dish before stuttering, “…How, how is it?” “Hmm? It’s delicious.” Yan Qing, as if verifying his words, picked up a large chopstick of choy sum and ate it with rice, maintaining a faint, happy smile. “…Um, then I’ll…” Relieved, An Xi took a breath and added a chopstick of choy sum to her mouth… Oh, it was still somewhat edible, but the taste was so bland… Was it because she put too little salt?! Looking at Yan Qing eating happily, An Xi began to doubt if they were eating the same dish… Finally, An Xi stood up abruptly, picked up the stir-fried choy sum, somewhat discouraged: “Indeed, I’ll go make egg noodles!” “Why? It’s delicious.” Yan Qing looked up at An Xi, feeling she seemed teary-eyed. But in his previous life, he often accompanied An Xi practicing cooking, then sent the dishes to Chen Yi to eat… Now, finally in this life, eating the dishes An Xi made herself, he felt this was the most delicious food in the world. “But… don’t you find it bland? Like no salt was added…” An Xi’s voice gradually decreased, her fingertips gripping the plate turning slightly white. “But… I’m a patient, so I should eat light…” Yan Qing curved his mouth, probably… following the trend of his previous life, An Xi’s cooking would always taste like this. However, he remembered An Xi was good at making desserts in her previous life… In this life, he would probably become a “fat uncle” in middle age? Hehe… “…Sorry.” An Xi said softly. “Eat quickly! It’ll get cold.” Yan Qing’s mouth continued to curve upward. Though he didn’t know why An Xi came today, probably his sister called her… But this scene of sitting together at the table as “boyfriend and girlfriend”, he had mentally simulated many times… And the real scene was much warmer than he had imagined.
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