Chapter 1045 Past Affection
However, after everyone dispersed and went back, problems soon arose!
"Or, I'll go ask around and see if there are any other empty rooms nearby?"
Song Shuran stood at the door, at a loss, carrying her bag. She spoke a little stiffly, with a flash of embarrassment on her face.
I don't know how the production team arranged it, but in the end, I had no place to stay! There was no way I could live in the same room with Lu Jinghuai!
"Can."
Lu Jinghuai nodded and agreed very quickly, his attitude was so calm, but there was a flash of pain in his eyes, and he pretended to be indifferent.
Fortunately, the director just sent the wrong room card. Song Shuran's room is right next to Lu Jinghuai's room! For easy care!
"I'm so sorry, your two rooms happen to be next to each other, and I accidentally sent the wrong card."
"It's okay, it's okay."
After Song Shuran took the card, she breathed a long sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed.
When he went back, he walked with a brisk pace and looked very happy.
"You, why would you agree?"
The two people, one in front and one behind, suddenly heard Lu Jinghuai ask this question and were stunned.
Song Shuran hesitated for a long time before finally giving a tangled answer, "It's because of our past relationship, so I don't want you to be alone."
That's all, there are no other reasons as imagined, there is no so-called being moved by love, this is all a plot imagined by Lu Jinghuai.
"Um."
Song Shuran looked at the indifferent expression on Lu Jinghuai's face and felt inexplicably frightened. She blinked and walked forward quickly.
After returning to the hotel, returning to my room and closing the door, I completely relaxed.
"Wow, it really is. It's really not easy to spend this whole day together! If you give me another chance, I can't refuse..."
There was no way to refuse, so I had no choice but to agree.
Song Shuran's emotions towards Lu Jinghuai were also very complicated, making it difficult to understand, discern and sort out for a moment.
"Forget it, forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll clean up and go downstairs to have dinner! Then I'll go to bed early, wash up and go to bed!"
After Song Shuran made up her mind, she quickly took action, quickly packed up her things, and planned to go downstairs for dinner.
Of course, before going, I specifically asked my uncle, but Lu Jinghuai said that he had no appetite and didn't want to eat. Song Shuran nodded without asking any more questions and went to the hotel buffet restaurant alone.
Fortunately, however, I met several people.
They are all new faces today! And these guests either don't eat at night or just drink yogurt. In any case, as someone who needs to appear in front of the screen, body management is very important!
"Oh, you don't know. My sister, I said, can't you eat boiled spinach? Anyway, she was rejected and just drank some water. What can I say?"
"It's all the same. My cousin just ate some bland chicken breast, which was only the size of a child's hand. I wonder if he'll wake up hungry in the middle of the night."
Maybe because they were all amateurs and it was their first time participating in the show, they were all a little nervous. But when they got together, they talked a lot and were not as awkward as before.
Song Shuran ate the salad in front of her in small bites while silently thinking about Lu Jinghuai, feeling a little worried.
Indeed, skipping dinner at night is not a good habit. And I remember clearly that when I was trapped in the villa before, my uncle ate quite a lot at night!
"If they don't eat, then we can eat. I have to say, the food in this hotel is pretty good."
Everyone was chatting happily, except for Song Shuran who was distracted by her meal with her head down, the others were having a great time.
Song Shuran finished her meal in a hurry and ran to the hotel kitchen on purpose. She spent some money, borrowed some tools and used some ingredients.
"Thank you, thank you so much!"
"What's the big deal? You've already paid, isn't this just what you should do?"
The chef in charge said with a smile, and stood aside, watching Song Shuran make the noodles carefully.
"I remember there seems to be ready-made food at the buffet. Why bother yourself and cook it yourself?"
Song Shuran explained with a smile, "It's mainly because my uncle is a little picky, so I thought of making a bowl myself."
"No wonder."
The chef nodded without saying anything else. He stood by bored and watched Song Shuran make a bowl of clear soup egg noodles with ease.
I have to say, it smells really good!
"Sure, you have such skills."
Song Shuran carefully poured the noodles into the thermos bucket and said shyly, "No, it's just that I've made it many times and have some experience."
After saying that, he said goodbye to the other person and hurried back with the thermos.
However, problems soon arose!
"Or, just forget it?"
Making a bowl of noodles is easy, but finding an excuse or reason to send the noodles out becomes a difficult problem!
You can't show concern, you have to appear casual!
Song Shuran hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage, knocked on the door, and handed the noodles over.
"I just saw this when I was having dinner downstairs. They were having an event there. I gave it to you as a gift, so I brought it over to you."
After speaking hastily, he fled in a hurry, as fast as a rabbit.
It was just a blink of an eye, and he quickly returned to his room and slammed the door!
Lu Jinghuai looked at the thermos in his hand with suspicion, frowned, but still carried it in with an indifferent expression.
After opening it and smelling the familiar fragrance, I realized belatedly that I had sensed Song Shuran's intentions!
"Really? If you made it yourself, then you made it yourself. Why say it was a gift from someone else? No one can really make this taste. Besides, what hotel would give away egg noodles during an event?"
Lu Jinghuai looked down at the fragrant clear soup egg noodles in front of him, curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
I didn't have much of an appetite at first, but when I smelled the familiar fragrance, my appetite soon increased. I took one mouthful after another, and in a short while, I finished all the soup.
"So, will there be some exceptions for me? It's just that it's hard to say it out loud?"
Because of this bowl of noodles, Lu Jinghuai's faith, which was about to go out, was rekindled.
Yes, if I didn’t like it, how could I make a bowl of noodles specifically?
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