Ning Zhiyao was making crème brûlée. She mixed heavy cream, sugar, condensed milk, and milk together, heated it until the sugar dissolved, and then added two egg yolks...
Ling Shen, who was hiding in the corner on the second floor, smelled a sweet fragrance in the air.
These exquisite pastries were delivered to Ling Shen's room every day, but Ling Shen never ate them.
He had lost his appetite, and because of his hunger strike, he sometimes needed glucose injections to keep going.
Ling Shen originally thought he didn't want to eat, but now he realized that he didn't not want to eat, he just didn't want to stay alone in the cold room, eating exquisitely plated pastries.
He was reluctant to admit it, but he genuinely felt that those pastries lacked love and the warmth of life.
From the moment his parents passed away, Ling Shen was cut off from the love and life of this world.
Now, smelling the sweet aroma wafting from the kitchen, his appetite was finally awakened.
The little girl stood at the kitchen doorway watching Ning Zhiyao busy herself. Her head was tilted against the door, and when Ning Zhiyao's gaze swept over her, she immediately showed a sweet smile.
Ning Zhiyao made three crème brûlées. When she brought them out, the little girl asked, "Is there anyone else here?"
The little girl was clever. She had seen Ling Shen on the third floor before, but based on the previous two experiences, she guessed that the people in this house did not want outsiders to know about the room on the third floor.
She knew the crème brûlée was for the boy on the third floor, but she still asked that question on purpose.
Ning Zhiyao glanced subconsciously at the location of the stairs on the second floor and chuckled softly, "Yes, there's another child there too."
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