The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Lin Wanwan leaned on the back of the sofa, her chin resting on the back of her hand, watching the busy figure in the kitchen through the frosted glass door.

The boy was wearing an apron with small floral prints, which belonged to Aunt Zhang. It looked a little comical on him, yet it also gave off a homey feel.

Water vapor evaporates.

The aroma of scallions being fried wafted out through the crack in the door, quickly filling the entire living room.

Lin Wanwan sniffed, her stomach growling even louder.

She suddenly realized that even if she became a big star in the future and ate all kinds of delicacies, it wouldn't matter.

It probably can't compare to this steaming bowl of noodles.

"What are you standing there for? Get your chopsticks."

Chen Zhi walked out of the kitchen carrying two large porcelain bowls, the steam making him squint slightly.

Lin Wanwan cheered, jumped off the sofa, and ran off to get the chopsticks.

Two bowls of noodles were placed on the dining table.

The soup is clear and bright, with vibrant green bok choy at the bottom, topped with two golden-brown fried eggs, a few slices of ham, and finally sprinkled with chopped green onions.

Simple, yet incredibly appetizing.

Lin Wanwan couldn't wait to pick up a mouthful of noodles and put it in her mouth. It was so hot that she gasped for breath, but she couldn't bear to spit it out.

"tasty!"

She praised him indistinctly, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster eating.

Chen Zhi slowly mixed the noodles, watching her wolf them down, and couldn't help but remind her.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

"I was so hungry."

Lin Wanwan swallowed the food in her mouth and squinted her eyes contentedly.

"Chen Zhi, if you ever lose your job, you'll definitely make a fortune by opening a noodle shop."

"Thank you for your kind words."

Chen Zhi picked up a fried egg, took a bite, and found the yolk to be runny and perfectly cooked.

"However, I don't pass on this skill to outsiders; I only make it for..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

"Who are you making these for?"

Lin Wanwan, biting her chopsticks, pressed for more information.

Chen Zhi looked up at the girl opposite him, whose lips still had soup on them.

Sunlight streamed in through the restaurant windows, gilding her face.

"I only act like a big shot who only pays money."

Chen Zhi swallowed the rest of his sentence and replaced it with a more provocative one.

"This bowl of noodles costs five yuan, and the processing fee is ninety-five yuan. That's exactly one hundred yuan. Remember to transfer the money."

"Chen Zhi, you're obsessed with money!"

Lin Wanwan was so angry that she wanted to hit him on the head with her chopsticks.

"Don't you know that talking about money hurts feelings?!"

"Even close brothers should keep clear accounts, don't you understand?"

The two were bickering, but the noodles in the bowl were visibly decreasing.

They ate and drank their fill.

Lin Wanwan slumped in the chair without any regard for her image, patting her round belly and letting out a satisfied sigh.

"I'm so full..."

Go wash the dishes.

Chen Zhi kicked the leg of her chair.

"I'm not going, I can't move."

Lin Wanwan started to act spoiled, sliding down as if she had no bones.

"I'm a guest, how can I ask a guest to wash the dishes?"

"You have the key, so you're practically the owner."

"Besides, I made this dish, so it's not unreasonable for you to clean it up."

Lin Wanwan wore a bitter expression, trying to soften the heartless man with her appearance.

However, Chen Zhi was already immune to her cutesy advances and calmly took out his phone to start surfing the internet.

"You cheapskate! You're destined to be single forever!"

Lin Wanwan muttered angrily, reluctantly stood up, and went into the kitchen to clear the dishes.

Hearing the sounds of running water and clattering dishes coming from the kitchen, Chen Zhi smiled.

This kind of lively, bustling atmosphere is what life should be like.

When Lin Wanwan finished washing the dishes and came out, she found that Chen Zhi had moved to the living room and was changing channels with the remote control.

A somewhat dated Hong Kong film was playing on the television.

"come over."

Chen Zhi patted the spot next to him.

Lin Wanwan looked at him warily.

"What? Are you going to make me do chores again?"

"Don't sit down immediately after eating, as it can easily cause indigestion."

Chen Zhi pulled a somewhat worn-out game controller from under the coffee table; it was for the Famicom (Nintendo Entertainment System) connected to the television.

Lin Wanwan's family bought a PS, but Ms. Zhang Guifang would never allow him to buy such an expensive game console, so he could only settle for these retro versions.

"Play two rounds of Contra with me."

Lin Wanwan's eyes lit up again.

Although she was a girl, she had followed Chen Zhi around since she was a child and was no stranger to these boys' games.

The loser goes downstairs to take out the trash!

Lin Wanwan snatched the other handle, skillfully sat cross-legged on the carpet, and was full of fighting spirit.

"Okay."

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow, slid off the sofa, and sat down next to her.

"I'll give you three lives."

"Who do you think you are! You don't need to give in to me!"

On the screen, two pixelated figures, each holding a gun, charged toward the enemy.

The living room was filled with the sounds of intense gunfire and background music.

The two men's shoulders would occasionally touch, and their bodies would sway from side to side as the characters jumped and dodged.

"Up there! There's a sniper up there!"

"Eat that S-bomb! Eat it now!"

"Ahhh, Chen Zhi, stop pushing me!"

The girl's screams and the boy's complaints mingled together.

As the sunlight outside the window gradually slanted westward, it stretched the two shadows long until they overlapped and became indistinguishable.

Life is so peaceful and serene it's almost unbelievable.

until--

Click.

The sound of the door lock turning suddenly rang out.

The two people, who were completely focused on fighting the BOSS, froze at the same time.

The security door was pushed open.

Zhang Shufang walked in carrying a bag of freshly bought fruit, humming a little tune.

She looked up and saw the two internet-addicted teenagers sitting side by side on the floor in her living room, holding game controllers and looking at her with terrified expressions.

The air froze for three seconds.

"Oh, Wanwan's here too."

Zhang Shufang's surprise instantly transformed into a radiant smile, a change of expression as swift as that of a Sichuan opera master.

"Oh dear, why are you sitting on the ground? It's so cold."

She changed her shoes and greeted them warmly.

"Get up, get up! Auntie bought some grapes, I'll wash them for you right away."

After saying that, she walked straight to the kitchen as if she hadn't seen her own son at all.

As he passed Chen Zhi, he paused slightly.

His gaze swept over the almost zero distance between Chen Zhi and Lin Wanwan.

Then, he revealed a meaningful smile.

That smile contained a wealth of information.

There was relief, encouragement, and a sense of praise like "Good job, lad."

Chen Zhi felt a chill run down his spine.

He stiffly turned his head to look at Lin Wanwan beside him.

The girl clearly understood the smile, and her face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck.

She frantically dropped the handle and sprang to her feet.

"Um... Auntie, I'm not eating anymore. My mom just called me home to do my homework!"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Shufang to stop him, he grabbed the keys on the coffee table and rushed towards the door like a startled rabbit.

"Hey? Why is this kid running?"

Zhang Shufang peeked out from the kitchen, looking at the empty doorway with a regretful expression.

Then, she turned her head and glared at Chen Zhi with a look of disappointment.

"Look at you, you must have been the one bullying them."

Chen Zhi sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the pixelated figure on the screen that had been killed due to lack of human intervention, and sighed helplessly.

"mom."

"what?"

"Could you please knock on the door before you come back next time?"

Why knock on your own door when you're going home?

Zhang Shufang retorted confidently.

"Besides, if I knocked on the door, would I see such a spectacular scene?"

Chen Zhi: "..."

He felt that he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

He really doesn't plan to have a relationship early on.

Chen Zhi picked up the controller that Lin Wanwan had thrown down and looked at the big "GAME OVER" on the screen.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

next door.

Lin Wanwan leaned against the back of the door, her heart pounding rapidly.

She looked down at the keys she was clutching tightly in her hand.

The girl's lips gradually curled up, finally transforming into a bright smile.

This key.

It's mine now.