When Fang Rong fell asleep in the middle of the night, he got up again, snuggled into Fang Rong's arms, and felt extremely comfortable.
The next morning, he lay obediently on the ground again, doing it so perfectly that Fang Rong didn't even notice.
He didn't get up early to cook for Fang Hua as usual, but only gave him some pocket money to buy it himself.
After a while, Fang Hua suddenly came over and tugged at his sleeve.
"I made breakfast." He smiled broadly.
To be honest, Fang Rong was taken aback. She had made breakfast?
Is it edible?
He couldn't help but get up and take a look, and found that it looked pretty good; at least it wasn't burnt.
"You can actually cook?" He still couldn't quite believe it.
"Hmm." Fang Hua remained calm.
Fang Rong picked up a piece with her chopsticks, but just as she put it in her mouth, she suddenly spat it out. "Are you trying to poison me? It tastes awful."
The smell was incredibly strange, like the stench of feet. Did they wash vegetables with their feet?
"Is there?" Fang Hua also picked up a piece with his chopsticks. He picked up more, revealing part of the paste underneath.
Fang Rong, with her sharp eyes, noticed it and couldn't resist using tongs to sift through it, only to find that the bottom was all mushy.
"..."
Can cooking be done superficially?
He found that Fang Hua was getting worse and worse, scheming against people without making a sound. Perhaps it was because he was exposed to more and more things that he had a kind of wise but foolish feeling, and he often used his cleverness.
For example, yesterday, he was supposed to come and confront me, but he ended up rambling on about the products and we got really into a discussion. Men, you know, they all like to show off, and they can't help but say a few extra words to appear knowledgeable.
Then he tricked me into talking, and even seduced me by wearing a thong. I even got a nosebleed but pretended not to know anything.
That's outrageous.
The more I look at him, the less he seems like a good person.
This guy learns so fast, and he's exposed to so many different things. It's hard to imagine how far he'll grow in the future.
I hope he doesn't grow up to be a big bad guy.
"You should go to school. Cooking isn't for you." He decided to test Fang Hua's character. "Let me tell you a joke."
Once upon a time, there was an art academy where a human anatomy class was being held.
A girl was drawing when she suddenly threw her pen on the ground!
The girl angrily yelled at the male model, "One minute it's big, the next it's small, how the hell are we supposed to draw this?!"
Fang Hua looked surprised.
Paralysis did indeed understand.
This guy is really good at hiding his true nature. I always thought he was simple-minded and clueless about human affairs, but I didn't expect him to know so much.
Looking back now, many things from the past seem suspicious. Take that time when I went to the toilet, for example. Isn't urinating standing up a man's instinct?
Fang Rong didn't need anyone to teach her, yet she still knew to pee standing up, because peeing while squatting would splash all over her hand. It was pure instinct, so why would she need to be taught?
Isn't the difference between large and small sizes just your own understanding?
Do I need to be taught how to do this?
There are many other details that I didn't notice before, but now they're terrifying to think about. This guy was so good at pretending, and he kept it up for so long. Something's not right. I used to think he was naive and capable of anything, so I didn't think much of it. Now I realize how tragic it is.
It turns out he wasn't stupid at all; he was the stupid one.
Fang Rong was filled with grief and indignation. She slammed the door shut, leaving Fang Hua outside.
Fang Hua was still confused, but he knew that Fang Rong would do this from time to time, so he didn't pay any attention and went to school with his bag.
Going to school is actually very tiring and time-consuming. I used to work hard to catch up when I couldn't keep up, but now that I've caught up, I don't want to study anymore.
They have all the knowledge in books, and they can understand it all. They also have a strong memory, so they can remember everything they see and absorb everything they hear.
Because you can hear from far away, as soon as you go to a public place, you can hear all the little things other people do and their private conversations. Over time, you will understand more and more.
Moreover, he knows everything he should know, even things he shouldn't.
He didn't want to go to school. Although he tried to listen and learn as little as possible, the teacher obviously hadn't completely given up on him and would still make him stay after school for extra lessons from time to time.
This is something I would have loved to have for free, but it would be awkward if I knew everything he taught but had a different way of understanding it.
Fang Hua is a repressed person; he won't tell you unless you ask him, so it's best to just wait for him to give up on his own.
He's so lazy he doesn't even want to open his mouth.
Actually, I don't want to say anything and then they'll quit, since it's exhausting and not worth the effort.
But he's just too lazy to do it.
If he doesn't explain, others won't understand, which leads to misunderstandings.
The teacher thought he had gone astray, and Fang Rong thought he was a scheming woman.
This is a huge misunderstanding.
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