Taking a deep breath and calming her mind to cultivate, Ji Xiaoxiao forgot about day and night, and forgot about joy and anger.
"Knock knock knock..."
The knocking woke Ji Xiaoxiao.
"Who is it?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked through the door.
"Miss Luo, it's me."
The voice sounded familiar, and Ji Xiaoxiao belatedly realized that it belonged to her neighbor next door.
Ji Xiaoxiao got up, and the cracking sound of her bones was extremely jarring.
"How long have you been cultivating?"
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't have time to look at the calendar. She tidied herself up and opened the door.
"What's wrong?"
The young man in front of me seemed anxious, his worried expression impossible to hide.
“Miss Luo, you haven’t been out for ten days. I was worried that you might have had the same accident as last time, so I took the liberty of coming here,” the young man explained.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaoxiao was in a daze for a moment.
Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye; it truly is as if a day in the cave is a thousand years in the world.
"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. I've been taking care of my nutrition on time."
It's a good thing that someone cares, even if it's a bit too much interference.
The young man knew that it was wrong to forcefully intervene in someone else's life under the guise of concern and worry, but he was genuinely worried about Ji Xiaoxiao.
"I'm sorry," the young man apologized to Ji Xiaoxiao.
After a pause, the young man slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot, I haven't returned the pot you brought last time. Miss Luo, wait a moment, I'll go get the pot and return it to you."
Before Ji Xiaoxiao could speak, the man, as swift as the wind, drifted away.
A moment later, the young man carried the pot as if it were his own mother, taking a step and checking on it carefully to avoid any accidents that might damage the pot and cause him heartache.
“Here you go, thank you, Miss Luo,” the young man added. “The soup was delicious.”
Ji Xiaoxiao took the pot and blinked at the young man.
Hey bro, anything else? If not, let's all go home and find our own mothers!
Ji Xiaoxiao looked at the young man with expectant eyes.
The young man turned his head away, deliberately ignoring Ji Xiaoxiao's flirtatious glances.
“Miss Luo, this is the best soup I’ve ever had,” the young man said to himself.
"Thank you for the compliment, but my skills are just so-so, they're not good enough for big occasions."
Knowing when to be proud and when to be humble is the true mark of a wise person.
The young man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Miss Luo, you are too modest. With your skills, you deserve this." The young man gave a thumbs up.
“I am an orphan. I lived in an orphanage when I was a child and grew up drinking various flavored nutritional drinks. I envied the other children. They had fathers and mothers and had hot meals every day, while I could only drink sour, sweet, bitter and salty nutritional drinks all by myself.” At this point, the young man’s eyes filled with tears.
Ji Xiaoxiao was also an orphan, as was the original owner of this body. Orphans upon orphans, Ji Xiaoxiao's heart was as desolate as sand, as lonely as snow, utterly tragic. Now, when young men talk about their childhood, Ji Xiaoxiao feels their pain deeply, and she chases away the annoying crows.
“Once, the headmistress took me to her house, and I saw her personally cooking a pot of soup for her child. I…” The young man bit his lip hard, leaving deep teeth marks, showing the ferocity of his bite. “The headmistress served me a small bowl, and I took a sip. It was delicious; it was the best soup I had ever tasted. Because it was soup prepared for her son, I finished that small bowl, and that was it. From then on, I never drank the headmistress’s soup again. I thought I would never drink it again in my life, but unexpectedly, unexpectedly…” The young man grabbed Ji Xiaoxiao’s arms and said loudly, “Miss Luo, I want to thank you. If you hadn’t brought me that pot of soup, I would have died with regrets. Miss Luo, I really want to thank you.”
Uh, it's just a pot of soup, is it that amazing? Listening to the young man's words, this pot of soup seemed to be as great as if it had saved the whole world and all mankind.
Despite her inner turmoil, Ji Xiaoxiao kept saying, "You're welcome, you're welcome."
“No, I will repay your kindness tenfold, Miss Luo. To thank you, I will marry you!” the young man said solemnly.
"etc."
Is this a marriage proposal? No, no, this is forced marriage?
Ji Xiaoxiao retreated repeatedly, but could not break free from the man's hold.
The young man noticed Ji Xiaoxiao's unease and said with an embarrassed smile, "Miss Luo, I was just joking, you don't need to take it seriously."
"Hahaha... what a funny joke." Ji Xiaoxiao laughed dryly.
“However…” The young man stared intently at Ji Xiaoxiao, making her scalp tingle. “Miss Luo, I really love that soup. If Miss Luo doesn’t mind the trouble, could you send me a pot of soup every now and then? Of course, I’ll pay for it.”
Delivering soup? And every few days?
Ji Xiaoxiao really shouldn't have made any kind of expression; she just stood there blankly.
“Miss Luo, is my request too much? If… if you’re not willing, then I’ll just marry you. Once we’re family, I can drink your homemade soup every day.” After saying that, the young man nodded heavily. What a good idea.
Now that things have come to this point, if you don't send her soup every now and then, then you should just marry her!
After weighing the pros and cons, Ji Xiaoxiao agreed to deliver soup to the young man.
"Thank you, Miss Luo." The young man skipped and hopped back into the house.
Ji Xiaoxiao stood at her own door, completely bewildered by the wind!
"Ah, why didn't I just reject him all?"
For some reason, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't be ruthless towards young men.
After sorting out her chaotic feelings, Ji Xiaoxiao logged into "Hybrid Overlord". Back in the game world, Ji Xiaoxiao found herself at the foot of Mount Shenming.
Looking up at the mountaintop, I thought, "Is this what they mean by 'use and discard'?"
Ji Xiaoxiao shook her head and strolled leisurely as if to relax.
"Hey, who's this? Isn't it Luo Shui Wushuang, Luo Dagu Qiannv?"
The sarcastic, unpleasant voice was annoying.
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