Let the Villain Go

Chu Qianxun closed her eyes and remembered the narrow room where Ye Peitian was sleeping, the ice-cold bed without any covering, the thin body curled up in the corner with bandages.

The next morning, Chu Qianxun was awakened by a burst of fragrance.

A seductive smell came from downstairs, awakening her stomach.

Chu Qianxun ran down the stairs barefoot, and a man stood in front of the kitchen stove. The man looked a little too thin and wore a loose coat. He stood facing the pot stove.

Hearing Chu Qianxun’s footsteps, he glanced sideways.

Chu Qianxun washed up indiscriminately, and sat down at the table with some expectation.

She knew that Ye Peitian had good cooking skills, but she didn’t expect to be lucky enough to taste it one day.

Soon, he put a pot of refreshing white porridge in front of her, and the tenderly fried egg pie was wrapped with ham, and the neatly cut small rolls were put together into a plate. Another small bowl had crushed fresh cucumbers pickled with salt, mixed with old vinegar and red pepper and there was succulent lettuce stir fry.

The materials were very simple. They were bought by Chu Qianxun the previous day, but after being used by a different person, they became delicious.

Chu Qianxun took a sip of porridge and took a side dish, feeling that the pores all over the body were comfy from top to bottom.

The man’s cooking conquered her stomach instantly.

Even in the golden age before the advent of the demons, she hadn’t eaten such a delicious breakfast.

“It’s delicious. Wow, the world is beautiful. Your cooking is absolutely amazing,” Chu Qianxun spared no effort to praise.

Ye Peitian raised his eyes, looked at her, and lowered his head to silently drink porridge.

He didn’t say anything. But this didn’t affect Chu Qianxun’s happy mood.

“You can’t eat so slow. If you were in our team, you wouldn’t be able to eat a stomach full of food. Basically, all would be finished before you just pick up the chopsticks.”

“But it’s okay. Fortunately, you are eating with me. I don’t eat very fast,” Chu Qianxun said nonsense with her eyes open.

If it wasn’t that she met him long before and needed to take a little care of her image, she could almost eat the entire table in no time, and no one could grab food from her.

Chu Qianxun drank three bowls of porridge in one breath before she endured to put down her chopsticks.

“You’re about the same, I… I’ll go back today.”

It was a normal farewell. When she said these words, Chu Qianxun found that he was vaguely unhappy.

The man opposite holding the chopsticks froze instantly. After a while, the finger moved slightly and he slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand.

He didn’t say a word, and Chu Qianxun suddenly couldn’t bear it as if she had done something particularly cruel.

She felt that as long as she left, this person would live in the kind of extreme loneliness, never try to cook, never talk to people. He would be curled up in that little room every day, and sleepless all night .

“I can stay for another day if you need me. You see you have nothing here. Is it inconvenient for you to go out and buy things. Do you want me to help you buy something?” Chu Qianxun gave him a hard reason, so she wasn’t very embarrassed.

“Yes, there are many,” he responded very quickly, but didn’t specifically say what was needed.

By the time Chu Qianxun returned at noon, a table of dishes had been neatly placed on the table.

All kinds of dishes, extremely complicated, almost made Chu Qianxun suspect that this indifferent man spent the whole morning preparing this lunch.

He sat silently at the table, facing dozens of dishes, waiting for her return.

There was no expression on the icy face, but Chu Qianxun hardly read the meaning from the expressionless face. He wanted her to stay.

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