At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Now, Su Che couldn't very well kick her out.

If this girl wasn't chosen randomly, but rather made a firm decision, then it's necessary to figure out why she's targeting me.

So that I can change it in the future.

Avoid being targeted by similar landmine girls.

"You're serious, aren't you?"

he asks.

"…Um."

An Qing nodded again, her little face drooping, like a chick pecking at rice.

It's certain that if you press them one more time...

She will surely shed tears.

"..."

"Since things have come to this, let's cook first."

Su Che stood up, walked to her side, picked up the plastic bag, and took the groceries she had bought.

“…Eh…”

She glanced at his profile, her breath quickening for a moment.

"I... I wanted to make it for you..."

"Need not."

Without turning his head, Su Che simply stretched out his arm and a finger, instantly stopping the girl from standing up to lend a hand. He tapped her forehead and pressed her back into her seat as if she were a pet cat.

"Just wait and we'll eat."

"!"

An Qing opened her eyes wide and thought for a moment.

Then I gave up thinking about it.

Why won't you let me help?

She rubbed her forehead and blinked as she asked.

"For no reason."

"Is it because you're worried I can't cook...?"

"No."

"So...you think I didn't tidy up the room properly today, and you don't trust me...?"

"No."

"Then why..."

"You've done enough. Take a break."

"Huh? So you're not going to kick me out?"

"Temporary."

"Huh!? Then, why..."

"An Qing."

Su Che paused briefly while washing the vegetables.

He glanced at the girl, who seemed to have a million questions, out of the corner of his eye—

"In the medical field, there's a medical term to describe people who can't think for themselves and just keep asking 'why'. Do you know what it is?"

What is it?

Mild intellectual disability.

"why?"

"..."

Su Che was convinced.

Looking into the girl's innocent and bright eyes, his harsh words and attempts to thwart his plan ultimately failed.

Having given up on treatment, he turned his gaze to the bag in front of him.

The ingredients inside are almost all vegetarian.

"Tofu, garland chrysanthemum, mushrooms, baby bok choy, and seasoning sauce... I get it, you're making me sukiyaki, right?"

"!"

An Qing nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, her eyes shining: "Yes! But I couldn't afford meat, so I didn't buy any. Please don't mind!"

"It's okay, I have it."

Su Che turned around calmly and walked towards the refrigerator.

I opened the freezer, took out a box of beef rolls, and prepared to cook them.

"Wow…"

An Qing looked at him curiously, marveling repeatedly, "I never expected that Cheche could actually complete my ingredients..."

"?"

Su Che felt a chill run down his spine and reflexively turned around abruptly:

"Wait, how do you know my name?"

"what…"

"I don't recall mentioning this, right?"

"…Um."

An Qing shifted her gaze, twisting her fingers, "Given time, it will naturally..."

"You know my name? You're quite something."

Su Che stopped short of asking further questions, knowing that although the girl appeared cheerful on the surface, she was actually quite timid. He knew that touching her soft spot might cause her to break down and cry, which would be a bad situation.

[The Landmine Girl's personality is unpredictable; randomly drawing her gives you a greater than 50% chance of getting a double-sided character. It's better to wait for the right opportunity to slowly unravel the mystery.]

Su Che didn't need her to answer anything, because he would actively seek out the answers he wanted without her having to tell him.

Su Che preferred to believe his own eyes rather than what others said.

This will bring us closer to the truth.

"By the way, I've been hearing a sound like a stray cat scratching at the door lately. Was that you doing that too?"

He heated oil in a wok, fried tofu, and chatted casually.

"what…"

The girl guiltily raised her small hand, lightly clenching her fingers in mid-air with her left arm to show off her manicured nails, making a cat paw gesture.

That's a form of acknowledgment.

Su Che glanced at her sideways, his expression calm:

"So when I went to the door and looked through the peephole, there was nothing there. You were hiding, weren't you?"

"Um... I'm not very tall... I can crouch down so you won't notice me..."

"What if I open the door?"

"Open the door... of course you'll catch me then."

She seemed indifferent to the outcome.

Rather, that outcome was exactly what she had hoped for.

Unfortunately, for two whole years, he never looked outside the door.

For two whole years, I've been busy and anxious.

Focusing on, or one could say being blindly obsessed with, one's own affairs.

Outside the body, nothing can be seen.

【All right. 】

The stray cats outside have been wanting to come in for a while.

It's already remarkable that they didn't freeze to death in the cold wind.

Now she had finally taken the bait and was attracted to it.

Let her have a brief moment of warmth then.

After the warmth faded, her inner wildness rekindled, and she could no longer lie peacefully in such a quiet environment.

I no longer find my repressed and closed-off soul interesting.

Surely they'll leave on their own initiative, right?

Three days.

Su Che watched as the oil seeped into the frying pan—

I bet three days.

He thought to himself:

She will definitely leave this place within three days.

And I will expend some more energy to slowly resolve this cause and effect and these emotions that should not have existed in the first place.

It was a lesson learned from being attracted to her.

It serves as a reminder to myself.

【Um. 】