After looking through all the photos, Jiang Cheng was filled with deeper thoughts.
But he ultimately suppressed those feelings.
Picking up the small box containing the photos, Jiang Cheng poured all the photos, along with the fragments of the frames, back into the box, carefully closed the lid, and pretended that nothing had happened.
Just as he bent down to put the box back in its place, a blue light flashed beside him, and the next second, the semi-physical Gu Qingwan appeared on his right.
She squatted to one side, her long hair slipping down her shoulders and covering her back, revealing only a few glimpses of her snow-white yet somewhat translucent skin.
Gu Qingwan casually tossed her hair aside, then casually placed her fingertips on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, while gently pushing the box deeper into the sofa with her other hand: "Boss, remember, all of this is fake. You must not let it affect your emotions."
"I don't."
Jiang Cheng stood up calmly, glanced indifferently at the box that had completely disappeared into the darkness, and turned to look at Gu Qingwan, whose expression was indifferent: "What, are you worried?"
"Boss, our consciousnesses are connected."
Gu Qingwan didn't say much, but lowered her head slightly and leaned on Jiang Cheng's right shoulder. Her tone was the same as before, without any emotion, as she said, "It's okay, as long as you feel that you haven't been affected."
After she finished speaking, she shattered back into particles with a halo of light and returned to Jiang Cheng's body like a gust of wind.
The next second, a "click" sound came from outside the door lock as it opened.
Zhao Xuerou is back.
Jiang Cheng composed himself and turned to look in the direction of the door: "You're back."
Hearing Jiang Cheng's greeting, Zhao Xuerou looked up, flattered, and turned to close the door. She replied cheerfully, "Ah, you're back! Were you waiting anxiously? I just went to the market in the south of the city to buy some shrimp and fish that you like. They're cheaper there, aren't they? Go wash your hands and sit on the sofa. I'll wash some fruit for you. You can eat first, and I'll be done cooking soon!"
After saying that, Zhao Xuerou didn't even have time to change out of the tight-fitting uniform she wore at work before she hurriedly carried a large pile of ingredients into the kitchen.
The moment she turned around, Jiang Cheng saw her hands, which were red from being squeezed by the heavy plastic bags. Feeling a little sorry for her, he stepped forward and prepared to take the things from her hands: "Let me carry them for you."
She's only a little over 1.6 meters tall, and her arms are incredibly thin. She used to struggle to even wring out a bottle of mineral water, but now she can carry all these things home from the south of the city all by herself.
Even though Gu Qingwan had been mentally reminding Jiang Cheng, and had even materialized to warn him just now, it was all fake.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little more reluctant and guilty towards Zhao Xuerou.
But before Jiang Cheng's hand even touched the plastic bag, and when it was still several tens of centimeters away from Zhao Xuerou, she suddenly pulled back.
Reflexively, Zhao Xuerou jumped two meters away, dropping the bag in her hand. Several bright red apples rolled out of her hands, and she pressed herself against the wall, looking up in a panic, staring intently at Jiang Cheng's frozen posture, and cautiously asked, "W-what happened?"
Seeing her pitiful actions, Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
Pavlov once conducted an experiment with a bell-ringing dog, stimulating the dog with the sound of a bell until it eventually developed a reflex of "eat, ring the bell, stick out tongue." In short, this form of learning requires repeated exposure to the conditioned stimulus simultaneously or almost simultaneously. This conditioned reflex is clearly intended for cultivating positive habits in children.
But at that moment, as soon as he reached out, Zhao Xuerou retreated a considerable distance. The terror in her eyes was tantamount to telling Jiang Cheng that she had developed a terrible conditioned reflex to his outstretched hand.
Jiang Cheng didn't know, nor dared to think, how many times he had laid a hand on Zhao Xuerou to cause her such fear and dread.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng remained silent and made no further move, Zhao Xuerou suppressed her worry and distress, moved slightly closer to him, and cautiously asked, "What's wrong? Did something suddenly come to mind?"
Even though she was so close to Jiangcheng, she still maintained a safe distance of several tens of centimeters.
It seemed that as soon as Jiang Cheng made a move, she could quickly escape.
Jiang Cheng was unwilling to face such a shameful version of himself and Zhao Xuerou, so he could only sigh softly, wave his hand, and step back out of the kitchen: "It's okay, you can start cooking."
"……good."
Seeing Jiang Cheng's unusual behavior, Zhao Xuerou was puzzled, but she didn't ask any more questions.
Having been by Jiangcheng's side for so many years, she had long since learned that "one should not ask questions that should not be asked."
Seeing Jiang Cheng return to the living room and sit down, Zhao Xuerou hurriedly returned to the stove and began preparing dinner.
Zhao Xuerou was very quick and efficient, and within half an hour she had served several dishes.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried beef with celery, braised shrimp...
Although they were all common home-style dishes, Zhao Xuerou made them all look, smell, and taste delicious.
very nice.
Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa, also drawn in by the refreshing fragrance.
He tilted his head slightly and, upon seeing the many plates on the table, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Zhao Xuerou's cooking skills are indeed quite good; every dish is cooked to perfection. Even these very ordinary dishes are given some beautiful garnishes by her. The scallions on the tomato and egg stir-fry are bright green and delicate, and there is even a carrot carved into a heart shape next to the braised shrimp.
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