editor: simpforlife
<Sending audio messages>
X year, 28 January
Weather: Hazy
Today was Xiao Nian. That guy wanted to create a festive spirit and announced that he would cook some dumplings while waiting for me to come home. He even asked if I was surprised by him doing all this.
Truthfully, I wasn’t surprised at all, rather, I felt like laughing.
That rascal has always loved to talk about the ‘sense of ceremony’, as though he had a spotlight shining on him at every moment. He even needs to light an aromatherapy candle every day before going to sleep.
Sometimes I truly suspect that this childhood friend of mine was born the wrong gender.
He should have been a girl ba.
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Ktja ues mjc gelc atf xlamtfc pera ys rafjwlcu jc fuu, tf lr vfolclafis jr ragjluta jr raffi!
Ciatbeut cbkjvjsr j iba bo ulgir boafc mijlw atja atfs mjc’a mbbx, atlr xlcv bo atlcu wera yf qjga bo j kbwjc’r lccjaf ajifca. Rb wjaafg tbk wbvfgjaf atfs jgf ja mbbxlcu, ja ifjra atfs kbeivc’a wjxf vlrtfr atja ajrafv yfjrais jcv kfgf nbwla-lcvemlcu.
However, this guy is totally different. The food he makes is either raw or burnt black.
Whenever I refused to eat it, that guy would pull a face full of bitterness and complain that I value girls over friendship, whining that I could eat the small biscuits that a girl gives me, but wouldn’t even try the food he painstakingly made for me.
(╬▔皿▔) Isn’t that absolute bullsit?! The small biscuits given by girls looked appetising, but the things in his hands triggered my strong desire to live!
It was not like I didn’t have anything else to eat, then why would I torture myself like this?!
Thinking about those dark dishes that guy used to create, I couldn’t help but get goosebumps. I asked him if the dumplings would be hand-made or the frozen ones.
If his answer is the former, I would rather sleep in the office tonight than return home to eat those wretched dumplings!
But if it is the latter… If that guy can’t even cook frozen dumplings properly, then his ability to look after himself must be too trashy ba?
After stalling for almost half a day, he finally said that it would be frozen dumplings. Wrapping dumplings proved too much of a challenge for him and he wanted me to teach him in the future when I am at home.
Hearing this, I heaved a sigh of relief in my heart.
It’s a good thing that he wasn’t wrapping the dumplings himself or else I really can’t bear to fathom how much of a mess the house would become after that.
“What kind of dumplings are you buying? I don’t eat all types of dumplings.” I sent him a voice message.
To be honest, I could have simply written him the message, but I don’t know why, I just wanted him to hear my voice.
However, I always used to mention that I don’t like sending voice messages. Now that I suddenly sent this kind of message to him, that guy would definitely find it a bit strange ba.
I suddenly felt shy. In a flurry, I tried to delete my message.
But at this moment, he also sent me a voice message.
I put my earphones on and heard that guy say, “Don’t worry, I know what you like. But… Why did you suddenly send me a voice message? Is it inconvenient for you to type now?”
Very good, that guy found a reasonable excuse for me.
I typed ‘En’.
Right as I was about to send it, I suddenly hesitated.
Would it be too cold if I plainly replied with a single word?
I deleted that ‘En’ and sent him another voice message.
“Wait for me to come home.”
After a moment, he replied, “Waiting for you.”
Although it was only a few words, he also sent a voice message.
All of a sudden, I felt elated in my heart, as if we had some kind of connection that no one else knew about. The corner of my lips unconsciously tugged into a smile.
When my assistant came into my office, he teasingly asked if I had already found a girlfriend.
Ai… If only he was a girl.
If he was, I could proudly tell others that I have a virtuous childhood sweetheart who was helping me prepare dinner, and receive a ton of envious eyes.
But young master, your boyfriend IS virtuous childhood sweetheart <3
He has the virtue of the black cuisine tho
But our MC is a decent cook 😉
it’s normal for someone who spend in kitchen almost 0 time of his life be unable to cook
thanks for the chapter~
I disagree with MC. Not every woman is good at cooking. I remember one of my aunt’s who was so bad at cooking that it was her husband who would cook food. She wasn’t allowed to enter kitchen because she could destroy the kitchen even when she tried to make instant noodles.
+1 I have a friend who can’t even boil water or she’ll burn the kitchen
thanks for the chapter <3
Awwwwn has this been dropped? I just found out about this novel and I was laughing my butt off
hihi! nope haha im still translating it, just that i took a hiatus for awhile as i was preparing for my major exams ><
Omg! I am so so sorry for making assumptions. I hope your exams go well. You can do it, dear! Jiayou!!!