Upon hearing this, Yuan Jiang's expression changed slightly, and then her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at Shen Xiaomin with concern.
Their eyes met.
Shen Xiaomin's long, dark eyelashes trembled, and Yuan Jiang's image was clearly reflected in his pupils. He tightened his grip on the spoon, and his eyelashes slowly drooped as he said softly, "The first time I cooked, I accidentally burned the food. My mother told me to go die, saying that I would be struck by lightning for wasting food."
“I was terrified and could only cry and apologize, but my mother was only concerned about the burnt food in the pot. Seeing her annoyed look, I secretly remembered that I must cook better next time.”
"After my parents passed away unexpectedly, I lived with my grandmother. She was old and had to do handicrafts every day to earn money to support my studies. So I tried to cook different dishes to make sure she ate well."
Yuan Jiang's heart clenched. She pursed her lips tightly and gently stroked Shen Xiaomin's cheek: "Your mother is too wicked."
"But all of that is in the past. There are many days ahead, and each day will be better than the last."
Shen Xiaomin smiled and quietly stared at her, lifting his eyelids: "After being with you, I feel that living is a meaningful thing."
He used to be very confused and didn't understand why he was alive. At first, he thought that people like his parents racked their brains to survive, so shouldn't he live better than his parents, who were living on their corpses?
Later, he lived with his maternal grandmother. His grandmother was old and in poor health, suffering from various illnesses, both major and minor. She also had him as a burden. Every day, she worked hard doing handicrafts to earn a few dozen yuan, just to support his schooling.
During that time, he really felt that if he died, his grandmother might have an easier time. So he jumped into the river in winter. He could swim, but he didn't struggle. Life was meaningless. But his grandmother came before death. In order to save him, his grandmother caught a cold. She didn't scold him, she just kept crying. He regretted it and promised his grandmother that he would never do anything foolish again.
Later, he got into university, but all his family's savings were gone. His grandmother's medical treatment would cost a lot of money. He wanted to work, but he was underage and no one was willing to hire him. So, in desperation, he sought help from charitable organizations.
Unexpectedly, fate truly smiled upon him.
“Then every day will be very meaningful from now on,” Yuan Jiang said with a smile, coaxing him.
Shen Xiaomin forcibly suppressed the dark thoughts churning within her, smiled, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "I know. Okay, there are only a few bites left. Eat them quickly."
Yuan Jiang grumbled, inwardly complaining that Shen Xiaomin was clueless about romance, then lowered her head and quickly finished the porridge, finally feeling a little better from the burning sensation in her stomach.
"What would you like to eat for dinner?" Shen Xiaomin picked up her bowl and chopsticks and stood up.
"Green pepper ribs and Sichuan peppercorn chicken!" Yuan Jiang slipped back into bed, yawned lazily, and half-closed her eyes contentedly.
"Okay, then you can rest a bit more. I'll come upstairs and call you when it's done." After saying that, Shen Xiaomin picked up the bowl and chopsticks and went out, closing the door behind her.
Yuan Jiang felt unwell all over, especially the sour and astringent sensation, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
The two were vastly different in size, yet Shen Xiaomin seemed to be possessed and acting with a frenzied madness...
Yuan Jiang touched her lips thoughtfully, vaguely remembering that she had bitten Shen Xiaomin's shoulder, causing blood to flow, and that she had eaten quite a bit of it.
As Yuan Jiang pondered, she fell into a deep sleep again, only to be woken up by Shen Xiaomin.
Shen Xiaomin carried her downstairs like a child, let her sit on his lap, and fed her with a bowl and chopsticks.
After Yuan Jiang finished eating, Shen Xiaomin ate the leftovers and then swallowed all the food on the table.
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