I volunteer for the underworld

Cheng Ruoyu seemed to be caught in the memories of the past, with deep nostalgia on his face, and even deeper pain hidden in that nostalgia.Obviously, that period of memory was a happy time he couldn't let go of, and it was also an indelible painful memory.

He never said the boy's name, and always used him instead. Perhaps for him, just mentioning that name would make him uncomfortable.

So far, what he said is very happy. I learned from his narration that the boy should have a very cheerful personality and can cook. This character design is really amazing.

I couldn't help looking at Su Han, thinking that if I also learned how to cook, would I be able to catch his heart better?Isn't it necessary to grab a man's heart first by grabbing his stomach?Maybe when I go back, I can learn to cook.Of course, that's a matter for the future, so I won't mention it for now.

At this moment, I was even more curious, what happened between Cheng Ruoyu and that boy?

The boy's note said: "I have carefully translated your sixteen-character mantra. If I understand correctly, it should mean that the rice is delicious, and I want to eat again, right? Hahaha, I am really very happy. Smart, this is boiled preserved egg and lean pork porridge, try it!"

"ps: Don't feel embarrassed, I'm used to bringing my own food, and I always make too much. If you don't eat, it's a waste. It's a shameful act to waste food!"

A "smiling" expression was also drawn in the blank space.

Now, Cheng Ruoyu was really embarrassed. He drank the porridge in his embarrassment, and then wrote a note to explain: "Thank you for the porridge, it is really delicious. But yesterday, I didn't What that means is to simply praise your cooking for delicious food."

He really didn't have the idea of ​​eating again... well, actually, he did, because the food that man cooks is really delicious, much better than his cooking, especially when he often treats his own food badly. After dealing with it casually, I suddenly ate a normal meal and felt very comfortable.

But what's the matter with always eating other people's food?

Cheng Ruoyu continued to write: "You don't need to save me any more food. I really thank you for the past two days. And I don't blame you for what happened that day. It was my own fault."

He stuffed the note back into the next room.

Restlessly waiting until night, when the students came back from school, he heard the sound of the door opening in the next room. He listened carefully, trying to judge from the sound, what kind of reaction would that person have when he saw his note?

It's a pity that the soundproofing of this room is not bad, so you can't hear it at all. Cheng Ruoyu continued to code in a little disappointment, and looked back at the floor at the door from time to time.

When he turned around for the fifth time, a note was stuffed in, and Cheng Ruoyu immediately went over to pick it up.

"It's not specially reserved for you. Don't be burdened. I just cook more easily, and I can't finish it all by myself. Besides, I'm so happy that my meal is praised by you. I want to hear it when I'm happy." You keep on boasting. I plan to be a five-star chef in the future, so you should try the dishes for me in advance! Just treat it as my favor, okay?"

Cheng Ruoyu thought of that boy's voice, and automatically brought his voice into his voice to say these words, inexplicably, there was a sense of being coquettish, and he didn't know how to respond.

Another note was inserted.

"If you still feel embarrassed, you can give me some compensation."

Cheng Ruoyu thought, compensation is possible, maybe, can you give him money?He picked up a pen and wrote directly on the door: "You cook for me, and I'll pay for your meal, is that okay?"

Before he could stuff it in, another note was stuffed under it, and Cheng Ruoyu quickly picked it up.

"Let me tell you first, I don't want money."

Cheng Ruoyu folded the note he had just written into a ball and wrote again: "Then what do you want?"

As soon as his note was stuffed, it was pulled away. He even felt the strength of the person taking the note away, which made him realize that the person was right outside the door, and he took a few steps back nervously.

After taking a few steps back, I felt that I was exaggerating too much, so I approached the door cautiously, put my ear on the door and listened to the movement outside the door, and faintly heard the rustling sound of writing.

With a "swipe", there was the sound of paper being torn off. Cheng Ruoyu immediately squatted down, ready to pick it up, but after waiting for a while, no paper slipped in.He leaned on the door to listen again, and heard the sound of writing again.

Could it be that I didn't write it well just now, so I wrote it again?

He waited for nearly 10 minutes before the note slipped in. Cheng Ruoyu thought that such a long time would mean a lot of content, but in the end it was only a few short lines.

"Actually, I'm working on a project about social anxiety disorder. Can you chat with me when you're free? Just think of it as helping me. As a reward, I'll take care of your three meals a day."

Cheng Ruoyu hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "What should I do?"

This time the person replied quickly: "There is no need to do anything deliberately, just chatting with friends at the time. Maybe, we can add a WeChat first? Below is my WeChat number, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, this kind of chat The method is also very good, I will practice calligraphy."

Cheng Ruoyu looked at the unattractive handwriting, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he took the initiative to add that person's WeChat.

The head portrait is a plate of fried rice with an attractive color. After taking a few glances at it, Cheng Ruoyu felt a little hungry.

Passing there quickly, Cheng Ruoyu heard footsteps outside the door, which seemed to be jumping, and he was inexplicably nervous.

"Thank you very much for adding me on WeChat. I'll make big plate chicken for dinner. Can you eat spicy food?"

Cheng Ruoyu hadn't eaten serious meat dishes for a long time, he couldn't help swallowing, and replied, "It's fine."

After a while, he heard voices from the kitchen outside. After thinking about it, he ordered two milk teas.He always felt that he didn't do anything at all for the so-called compensation of that person. In the future, he might try to order food from the Internet.

After making up his mind, he breathed a sigh of relief. While waiting for the meal, he opened up the person's circle of friends.Each one has beautiful pictures, sometimes it is food, sometimes it is the scenery that is taken at random, it is very healing to look at.Of course, what is more healing is the accompanying text.

There were a few very soothing songs in it. Cheng Ruoyu opened it and listened to it. He felt a lot more relaxed. He downloaded the music and listened to it when he could type.

Cheng Ruoyu searched through his circle of friends, and felt strangely relaxed, and then heard people outside humming a song, which was exactly the song he had just heard, and it was quite nice.

That night, Cheng Ruoyu ate a very sumptuous meal. There were not only big plate chicken, but also twice-cooked pork, dried beans and hot and sour potato shreds, and a very appetizing hot and sour soup. Cheng Ruoyu managed to eat enough, but felt very tired. Comfortable.

He walked around the room for a while, digested his food, and then wrote a two-hundred-word compliment with sincerity, checked carefully to make sure there were no typos, and sent it to the person.

After 5 minutes, the man replied: "It is true at first glance, I am very happy." Followed by an emoji package of "Young man is very good at talking",

Cheng Ruoyu seldom chats with people like this except for brief discussions with the editor in charge, and sometimes because of the plot. When seeing such emoticons, she thinks they are cute, so she secretly saves them.

The man was obviously a very talkative person, and he continued to open a new topic: "Are you curious why my cooking is so delicious?"

Cheng Ruoyu thought of his saying that he wanted to be a five-star chef, could it be true, so he has been learning to cook?He asked honestly, "Why?"

"Because my family runs a restaurant. It's the kind of restaurant in the deep mountains and old forests, without going to the village or back. Once you get there, there is no other place to choose except my house. You understand?"

The word "black shop" popped into Cheng Ruoyu's mind.

On the contrary, the man said by himself: "Yes, it's a black shop, but I think it's necessary for a black shop to be upright, so the food must be delicious! (Work hard emoticon package)"

Cheng Ruoyu: "..." He was amused.

From that day on, the two used wechat to chat every day, and gradually, they became more and more acquainted. Apart from thinking of ways to praise his cooking, Cheng Ruoyu occasionally took the initiative to say something.He felt very relaxed chatting with that person, and even thought, maybe he should go out and meet him formally, at least, he should remember what that person looked like.Last time, I didn't see clearly.

Several times, he wanted to personally open the door to thank the person when the person delivered the meal, but he hesitated for more than half a year, and he still didn't have the courage to open the door.

Until the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, it was that person's birthday...