Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

All night long.

Some people toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.

Some people are sleeping soundly without a care in the world.

Some people went to sleep fuming.

"Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!"

A loud rooster crowed in the morning.

Chen Jianji lay on his bed and turned over.

He's not awake.

Until I don't know how much time had passed.

A large patch of dazzling sunlight streamed in through the window.

Chen Jianji lazily propped himself up and sat up, half-lying on the bed.

I slept so badly that I couldn't sleep properly.

Not just the head, but the whole body, especially the throat.

I stayed up late again last night and ate barbecue.

Chen Jianji felt his throat was extremely dry and itchy, as if he was about to get a sore throat.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it.

It's almost noon.

He got up and got out of bed.

After pushing open the door.

A fragrant aroma wafted over.

A smile appeared on Chen Jianji's face.

It's so good to be home.

There's food waiting for you when you wake up.

He quickly washed up in the bathroom.

They then walked out of the hall.

At the dining table, Wang Jiaqi and Wang Shuxian were sitting obediently side by side.

Their eyes were fixed blankly on the courtyard outside the gate in the distance.

"What are you doing?"

As Chen Jianji spoke, he looked towards the door.

The wood-burning stove in the courtyard was already lit, billowing smoke.

A figure wearing a straw hat was busy working with a spatula in hand.

He was cooking every now and then, and fanning himself with a fan every now and then.

She tied her long hair up high, and her back view looked neat and tidy.

She was wearing a large pink pajama set, with an apron bag tied in a bow at the back.

They look exceptionally cute and energetic.

Chen Jianji pointed at her with some surprise and joked with the two people at the table.

"Wow, this young lady can cook?"

"Could it be that you're trying to show off in front of you?"

But the words had barely left his lips.

In the other restroom across the street.

Zhang Xinyi, still sleepy-eyed and with water droplets on her cheeks, came out.

The two locked eyes.

"Huh? Why are you glaring at me?"

Zhang Xinyi rubbed her eyes, her voice thick with nasal congestion and morning grumpiness, and said irritably.

Chen Jianji suddenly turned his head and looked at the courtyard outside the door.

No, this young lady is here.

Who is that person outside the door...?

Under his gaze.

The person in the courtyard just turned around.

The originally fair face under the brim of the hat was flushed with red from working under the scorching sun.

She walked in, carrying a plate of fragrant dishes in each hand.

despair!

The dishes were gently placed on the table, making a soft sound.

Lin Qingxue wiped her hands, which had been splashed with some vegetable juice, on the flannel cloth of her apron.

The movements were so practiced, as if they had done them countless times.

She glanced at the group of people and spoke calmly.

"There are still some dishes in the kitchen. I'll bring them out and we're ready to eat."

Wang Jiaqi hesitated for a moment before replying, "Okay..."

Wang Shuxian pointed to the room: "But Liu Yun hasn't..."

Lin Qingxue had already turned and walked towards the kitchen, leaving behind only one sentence.

"Don't worry about her sleeping in; just leave some vegetables for her."

Wang Shuxian paused, only stopping after the other person had walked away.

She then asked Chen Jianji in a low voice.

"Hey, why do I get the feeling that the class monitor is pretty familiar with your house?"

"She seemed to know where all the ingredients were, and she didn't need our help."

"You...bring her back often?"

Chen Jianji snapped out of his daze and sat down at the table, saying irritably.

"She lives in the village next door; aren't all the houses like this?"

"What's there to be familiar with? We're all from the countryside. Anyone can do kitchen chores."

Zhang Xinyi also came to her senses. She walked to the dining table and sat down, glancing at Chen Jianji as she did so.

"See? They didn't even look at you properly."

Hmph, who told you, Lin Qingxue, to make me angry? I'm going to stir things up!

Wang Shuxian and Wang Jiaqi, who were sitting opposite each other, immediately exchanged a glance.

Then they all nodded to each other secretly.

No wonder they're siblings; their temperaments are exactly the same.

Bang!

A deep, muffled sound rang out.

Even the dining table shook for a moment.

Chen Jianji slowly raised his eyes.

After taking out the bowls and chopsticks, Lin Qingxue brought out another soup pot.

She seemed to sense his gaze.

Lin Qingxue calmly explained as she ladled soup from the bowl.

"My aunt and uncle said it was too hot today, so they went to water the top of the chicken coop and didn't have time to cook."

"I'll help."

As she spoke, the soup bowls were already being distributed.

When the last bowl was placed in front of Chan Kin-kei.

Zhang Xinyi stared at the empty table in front of her, her face expressionless, and remained silent.

Chen Jianji also glanced at the soup in front of him.

Bitter melon, soybean, and pork rib soup.

I don't eat bitter melon.

Chen Jianji moved the bowl in front of him away.

Lin Qingxue merely glanced at him indifferently.

"The soup was made by my aunt, not me."

Chen Jianji was slightly taken aback, then slowly raised his eyes and met her gaze.

Lin Qingxue's cheeks still had a flush from the heat of her work.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, which trickled down his cheeks and onto his pajamas.

Her fair and delicate arms had several marks of varying depths, as if they had been scalded by splattered oil.

Chen Jianji looked at her for a long while before speaking without any mercy.

"There's a kitchen inside, so why are you deliberately cooking in the yard under the sun? Who are you trying to impress?"

Lin Qingxue frowned, and was about to patiently explain.

Chen Jianji suddenly looked away, shifted his gaze back to the soup bowl, and began to drink from it with a spoon.

As for the other dishes...

He didn't pick up the chopsticks; he didn't intend to touch them at all.

Lin Qingxue gave him a deep look, then turned and went back into the kitchen.

When he came out again, he was holding a plate in his hand.

There was only one piece of meat on top.

Lin Qingxue placed the dishes in front of Zhang Xinyi, her voice soft and gentle.

"Yesterday when we were having a barbecue, you said the steak wasn't good. You said the pan-fried steak you had at that restaurant in Haicheng was very fragrant and you really liked that taste."

"I specially fried one for you today, would you like to try it?"

Looking at the golden, crispy steak in front of me.

Zhang Xinyi's previously stern face suddenly relaxed, and she swallowed hard, unable to contain herself.

But just as he was about to speak...

Suddenly, he noticed two pairs of eyes looking at him from the other side.

She looked up at the direction.

Wang Jiaqi and Wang Shuxian, who had been looking down at their soup and vegetables, were now staring straight at her.

Zhang Xinyi immediately shut her mouth.

He straightened his face again, took the plate, and placed it in front of him.

Just as I was about to say thank you, I suddenly realized something.

Zhang Xinyi pursed her lips tightly.

She didn't speak to Lin Qingxue; she's not a puppy!

She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of green vegetable from the table, and placed it in the bowl next to her.

Chen Jianji looked up in confusion: "What!"

Zhang Xinyi glared at him.

"Why are you asking? Eat!"

Chen Jianji looked at her with some surprise.

Under the young lady's 'aggressive' gaze.

He thought for a moment, then picked up the vegetable and ate it.

At this time.

Lin Qingxue had just taken off her apron and draped it over the chair.

She turned her head and watched him eat the food.

She slightly curved her lips into a smile.

......