The weekend ended quickly.
The older brothers returned to their own schools, while their father continued to socialize and busy himself with various company affairs every day.
At this best high school in the city, students flock to the school every Sunday evening for evening self-study.
Wu Youyou arrived at her dormitory early in the afternoon and changed her bed sheets. Evening self-study started at seven o'clock, and she glanced at her watch; it was still early.
Thinking of going to a bookstore outside the school to buy some review materials, just as she was about to leave, the dormitory door opened, and a girl dressed plainly, wearing thick glasses, and actually quite pretty walked in.
She was holding a large plastic bag, which was visibly full of flatbreads.
Wu Youyou blurted out,
"Liu Xiaolan?"
She didn't have a deep impression of the girl in front of her. They didn't seem to have any interaction in their previous lives. Although they were in the same dormitory, Liu Xiaolan seemed to live like a transparent person and rarely interacted with her roommates.
In her previous life, she had only heard that because she failed the college entrance exam, her seriously ill mother passed away due to depression. Unable to bear the blow, she felt that she had caused her mother's death by failing the exam, so she committed suicide by cutting her wrists.
When Liu Xiaolan heard Wu Youyou call her name, her body trembled, her eyes filled with panic, and her voice was soft and weak.
Are you calling me?
She was used to not being watched by her roommates and no one had ever called her name. When she suddenly heard Wu Youyou call her name, she became very nervous and her heart started pounding.
Wu Youyou snapped out of her thoughts, realizing she had frightened Liu Xiaolan, so she could only continue the conversation.
What are you holding in your arms?
"ah......"
Liu Xiaolan was somewhat surprised that Wu Youyou was interested in the pancakes in her arms. She looked at Wu Youyou in confusion.
"This is a pancake I made myself!"
Wu Youyou seemed to recall some memories. Liu Xiaolan never ate in the cafeteria and often ate these dry biscuits. In her previous life, she looked down on her and thought she was poor and shabby. Now, thinking about it, she realized that she was not as good as Liu Xiaolan. At least Liu Xiaolan made biscuits herself to support herself under such difficult conditions.
Wu Youyou felt inexplicably sympathetic and admiring towards her, after all, in her previous life, she had lost her family and the chance to live, just like herself.
Wu Youyou, with a smile in her eyes, stepped forward. She could clearly sense that Liu Xiaolan was a little nervous.
"Can I try some of your pancakes?"
Liu Xiaolan's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe her ears and eyes.
Wu Youyou was amused by her expression; what a lovely girl.
"What, you're reluctant to give me any?"
"No, no, if you want one, I'll get you one!"
Liu Xiaolan hurriedly took out a pancake from her bosom and handed it to Wu Youyou.
Wu Youyou reached out and took it, "It's still warm!"
"Yes, I brought it over this afternoon after I finished making it."
Wu Youyou opened her mouth and took a bite. The texture was very crispy, with a faint sesame aroma. It was very different from the pancakes she had eaten before, and could be called unique.
"Your pancakes taste amazing!"
Liu Xiaolan was very excited after hearing this.
"Really? You really like to eat it?"
"like!"
Looking at Wu Youyou's sincere expression, which suggested she genuinely enjoyed the pancakes he made, Liu Xiaolan was deeply moved.
"Thank you!"
Wu Youyou paused for a moment. She had already eaten her pancake, so why was she thanking her?
But as if she had thought of something, Wu Youyou turned around and handed a plate of braised pork from her table to Liu Xiaolan.
"Try my mom's braised pork, it's all yours!"
Liu Xiaolan seemed flattered and quickly waved her hand.
"No, no, no, I can't take this. Your mother made this for you. How can I eat it?"
"Why can't you eat it? He Qiangwei always ate it before. You can have it this time! Take it now."
"I can't accept this!"
"I ate your cake, so in return, you can have this one!"
Liu Xiaolan took the braised pork from Wu Youyou's hand with a embarrassed expression.
Just then, He Qiangwei returned to her dormitory and saw that the braised pork she had been craving had been given to Liu Xiaolan. He Qiangwei was puzzled and looked at Wu Youyou with a questioning gaze.
"Youyou, you always bring this braised pork for me, how can you give it to her!"
Liu Xiaolan felt the braised pork in her hand burning hot when she saw He Qiangwei's unfriendly gaze.
Liu Xiaolan was a little afraid of He Qiangwei. He Qiangwei instructed her to do the cleaning in the dormitory and some of their clothes. She just wanted to stay in the dormitory for a long time, so she endured it and did a lot of "housework" that she shouldn't have to do.
Wu Youyou looked at He Qiangwei coldly.
"How dare you say that? This braised pork was specially cooked for me by my mother. I can give it to whoever I want. Why are you getting so worked up about it!"
Although He Qiangwei was annoyed, she also felt that she had been somewhat undignified. She didn't want to ruin her relationship with Wu Youyou over a cheap braised pork.
"Oh, Youyou, it's just a plate of braised pork. Let her have it, don't be angry!"
"This isn't just ordinary braised pork; it's specially cooked for Youyou by your mother. It's filled with her love, something you can't buy even with money outside!"
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