[God is indeed fair; He took away Gu Zhun's moral bottom line, but gave him excellent cooking skills.]
With these cooking skills, I'm sure I can win over any girl.
In the original book, Gu Zhun tirelessly delivered boxed lunches and cooked soup for Bai Ling every day.
It's estimated that Shan Chengming won't be involved in anything more.
Aren't you going to eat?
Shen Beitang had already eaten half of the spicy chicken, but Gu Zhun only touched the two vegetarian dishes in front of him.
Shen Beitang pushed the spicy chicken towards Gu Zhun.
"Don't be shy, eat whatever you like, just make yourself at home."
"You feed me."
Gu Zhun put down his chopsticks, rested his chin on his hands, and looked at Shen Beitang with a charming smile, blinking his eyes.
I said, "I want you to feed me."
Shen Beitang, who had already picked up a piece of chicken, pulled her hand back slightly and muttered softly.
"You have hands and feet, can't you eat by yourself?"
"I want you to feed me."
Gu Zhun persistently repeated it again.
"Are you still a baby? Do you need someone to take care of you?"
Although Shen Beitang was reluctant, she still diligently searched through his bowl for him.
Finally, she found the piece that she thought looked the best and put it in Gu Zhun's bowl.
"I'm talking to you, hey, me."
Gu Zhun stubbornly returned the piece of chicken.
"Didn't I feed him? Why isn't he eating anymore?"
Shen Beitang glanced at the chicken she had carefully selected, only to be rejected by someone else. She stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it fiercely.
That's not what I want.
Whether it was a misperception or not, Shen Beitang sensed a hint of grievance in Gu Zhun's tone.
Shen Beitang forced himself to shovel a mouthful of rice into his mouth, but the more he chewed, the worse it tasted.
Fine, just once, just one feeding.
This time, without carefully selecting, Shen Beitang grabbed a piece haphazardly and, without even checking what it was, shoved it into Gu Zhun's mouth.
"Eat."
Gu Zhun looked at the piece of ginger covered in chili peppers in front of him, but didn't even frown. He ate it without changing his expression.
"Did I feed you something delicious?"
Shen Beitang watched Gu Zhun's face grow increasingly red, and she was so happy she almost cried.
"Mmm, delicious."
Gu Zhun nodded. "I want more."
After feeding him once, it was much easier the second time, although it was still a little awkward.
"This is only the second time I've fed you, so cherish it."
The second time?
"Who was the first one? Su Yi'an?"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Gu Zhun's eyes, which were filled with tears from the spiciness.
Shen Beitang was baffled. What was wrong with Gu Zhun? He was arguing with a junior he had just met.
"The first cat I fed was a stray cat in front of my house. Su Yi'an is just a little brother, so don't always target him."
"Hmph, little brother?" Gu Zhun sneered.
"He's not some innocent little brother; you'd better stay away from him."
"You can eat yours."
Shen Beitang seized the opportunity and stuffed another piece of chicken into Gu Zhun's mouth.
Gradually, Shen Beitang rediscovered the joy of feeding the animals, and the two of them cooperated quite well.
The other half bowl of chicken disappeared into Gu Zhun's stomach.
"What a good baby who eats well."
Shen Beitang patted Gu Zhun's head. "I want to go to the bathroom."
Gu Zhun watched Shen Beitang enter the bathroom, then couldn't hold back any longer and rushed to the kitchen to drink large gulps of water.
He must have just eaten all the chili peppers he hadn't eaten in the first half of his life.
My stomach, which hadn't been treated with chili peppers for a long time, started to ache again.
The stomach medicine at home must have been thrown away when Lin Shuang left.
Upon hearing the bathroom door open, Gu Zhun forced himself to gather the dishes and chopsticks from the dining table.
"I'll do it."
Shen Beitang quickly put all the dishes and chopsticks into the sink.
"You cooked the meal, so I'll be the one to clean up afterward. That way, the division of labor is clear."
Gu Zhun sat by the island counter, while Shen Beitang, wearing an apron, busied herself in the kitchen.
She put in too much dish soap, and the sink was full of foam; then she turned the water on too high, and I got sprayed all over...
Gu Zhun recalled that when he was a child in Tongxiang, Aunt Lin's husband was just like that.
If one person cooks, the other person washes the dishes.
He used to find it boring; such a simple thing could be done by hiring someone else, so why did the two of them have to argue about it?
Only then did he realize that true happiness lies in having someone argue with him over such a "trivial matter".
"Is this what married life is like?"
Shen Beitang casually replied, "Why don't you try marrying someone and see?"
Gu Zhun had only mentioned it casually, but now he felt that Shen Beitang's suggestion was excellent.
"Then why don't you give it a try with me?"
Shen Beitang thought he had misheard, and his hand slipped, causing him to drop a small bone china bowl into the sink.
She raised her foam-covered hand and made an "X" gesture with her arms outstretched.
"Our engagement was fake, so we can't even try it out."
Why not give it a try?
Gu Zhun watched Shen Beitang's retreating figure thoughtfully, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.
Marriage should be the only legal way to keep someone by your side.
I gave you a choice, but you didn't want it.
——
All the rooms are on the second floor.
As she went up the stairs, Shen Beitang subconsciously glanced at the portrait painting beside her; it was too dark last time, and she hadn't been able to see it clearly.
I only discovered today that there is a family photo of similar size in front of Gu Zhun's portrait.
The man in the portrait bears an 80% resemblance to Gu Zhun, except that his eyes have a more ruthless look.
The woman beside him was dressed in a well-fitting dark green cheongsam, with a matching hairpin in her long hair. She stood behind the man, looking down.
Standing next to the man was a handsome little boy who looked no more than 5 years old.
His eyes held no trace of childishness, but rather a deep sadness, and he naturally leaned towards the woman.
"Is this you and your mother?"
It was a rare opportunity to see Gu Zhun as a child, and Shen Beitang felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
Gu Zhun stopped, glanced at the portrait, and turned his head away in disgust.
He hated that face, that face that looked so much like his father's.
“You look just like your mother, so I recognized you at a glance.”
Shen Beitang pulled Gu Zhun over and made him stand in front of the portrait, gesturing to him.
"Now that they stand together, they look even more alike, especially their eyes, which are almost identical."
Gu Zhun looked up at Lin Shuang in the portrait, because his position blocked out the view of young Gu Zhun.
When he looked up, it looked as if Lin Shuang was looking at him too.
Shen Beitang was oblivious to Gu Zhun's unusual mood and continued babbling on.
"If you were a girl, those eyes alone would be enough to charm countless people."
...
"Lin Shuang, do you know? The most disgusting thing about you is your eyes."
In Gu Zhun's memory, these were the words Gu Jintian liked to say to Lin Shuang the most.
So every day, he could see Lin Shuang's eyes, which were swollen from crying.
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