He was standing by the window.

The orange-red light fell dimly on his body.

Shining on his handsome and fair face, every hair and every eyelash seemed to be emitting a charming light.

What kind of distance did he see in his eyes?

Asagiri Ran didn’t know, she just felt that her current physical condition caused many of her thoughts to become problematic.

The body becomes fragile, and it seems that the mentality has become weak.

So that's probably why you start imagining these unrealistic things?

Her eyes shifted away, but the image of that slender figure, like a sculpture bathed in the sunset, seemed to be deeply engraved in her mind.

A person's life is like a huge photo album. Whatever scenery you see and whatever happens, there will be a new photo in the album.

I don’t know when I will find it again, but it is indisputable that it lives in my mind and appears in my life. He was right in one thing.

No matter what stage of life you are in or what age you are, when you think of your high school days and your youth, you will never forget that there was such a boy like this.

He turned around and looked at the girl holding the thermometer with a smile.

"how's it going?"

"Ok?"

Asagiri Ran raised her head in confusion.

Oreki pointed to his mouth.

"How many degrees?"

Only then did Asagiri Ran understand. It seemed that time had passed long enough for her to tell the temperature.

Just as she was about to take out the thermometer, Oreki Gen came over, took the other end of the thermometer and pulled it out.

Naturally, Asagiri Ran would not do such a dangerous thing as biting the thermometer, so she could only let him pull out the thermometer which was covered with her saliva... The girl's cheeks immediately became even redder, and even her ears seemed to be blooming bright red.

How could he...

But now I can't say something like "don't touch me". This will make me look very strange and remind the other person that there is something shameful between them...

So she could only act strong and pretend nothing happened and look at the other person.

"How about it..."

Oreki Gen took a serious look and didn't seem to notice anything strange.

"It's okay. It has gone down a bit. I think I'll be back to normal after a good night's sleep tomorrow."

Having said that, Oreki put the thermometer back without doing anything strange.

This made the girl feel relieved.

But after doing this, Oreki Gen returned to the sofa and looked at his phone, and seemed to have no intention of leaving.

Instead, he turned around and asked Asagiri Ran.

"What's the name of your apartment here?"

"Chihua...what's wrong? Aren't you going back?"

Asagiri Ran asked curiously why the other party asked this.

Oreki Gen didn't look at her. He just stared at his phone and clicked on it.

Pointing and talking.

"I'm wondering what to eat at this time. Porridge is a bit high in calories, but it's light. How about a health-preserving soup or something like that? I don't know if there's anything nearby..."

Asagiri Ran was stunned.

"No...what are you doing? Ordering takeout?"

"correct."

"Why do you want to do this? I've already eaten!"

The girl seemed very dissatisfied.

Oreki Gen smiled, with an indifferent attitude.

"You ate nothing. There's no other smell in the house, not to mention that the kitchen didn't even show any signs of being touched. Do you often eat instant noodles?"

"...I'm too lazy to do it."

Asagiri's cheeks felt a little hot.

Indeed, I am the type who can't cook at all.

I usually just buy some fast food and eat it casually...

Oreki Gen said with amusement.

"This is why you get sick every other day. Cooking is not difficult, and you don't have no time. Why don't you learn to cook it yourself?"

Asagiri Ran immediately started arguing.

"Who said it's not difficult? Why don't you try making one?"

Oreki Gen looked at the girl.

"You want to eat the food I cook?"

"Who said that! I just don't like your casual attitude towards everything you do. Don't take it for granted that it will be easy for others to do it just because it's your own thing."

Seeing Asagiri Ryou saying this with her face slightly tilted, Oreki Gen couldn't help but laugh.

"That does make sense, but cooking is really easy. Wait."

Soon, Oreki Gen placed an order.

It wasn't long before someone came to the door.

While Asagiri Ran was still wondering what kind of takeaway could arrive so quickly, Oreki Gen brought in a few bags from the door. They seemed to contain some fruits, vegetables... and meat.

"What are you..."

Asagiri Sō looked at the other party hesitantly, and Oreki Gen said with a smile.

"Don't you think it's difficult? Let me show you."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.

Asagiri Ran stood up and couldn't help but speak.

"What's the point of you cooking in my house...I won't eat..."

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I'm hungry."

"Then go home and eat!"

"Do you have any conscience? I came to see you and take care of you when you were sick, and you let me go home and eat?"

"I didn't ask you to come..."

Asagiri Ran still retorted instinctively, as if she had an automatic counterattack spiral and would fight back whenever she could.

But he knew that he had said the last sentence a bit too much, so his voice seemed particularly soft, and he even felt that a normal person would have left in anger after hearing this.

As soon as she said it, she felt a trace of regret in her heart.

But Oreki Gen seemed not to have heard it. He just put the vegetables he bought into the sink one by one and started washing them.

"I don't cook easily. It can be said that few people have eaten the food I cooked."

Looking at the other party's slightly smug expression, Chao Wu Ran snorted lightly.

"It's like you're some top chef... who cares."

"You'll find it rare after you've eaten it."

"I won't eat it."

Asagiri Ran said this, turned around and returned to the sofa, continuing to hug the pillow. Her head was still a little groggy, but she could only hear the sounds coming from the kitchen.

The sound of the kitchen knife clanging, and then the sound of oil being added...

She felt her consciousness was a little blurry.

It’s hard to describe the feeling. These obviously strange movements make me feel unexpectedly at ease at this moment.

It seems that this is what life should be like, not just those profound truths in books, but also the daily necessities of life...that's the smell of fireworks.

When did you start to wake up?

Maybe it was because I suddenly smelled an irresistible scent.

fragrance.

Rich fragrance.

Asagiri Ran had never smelled such a fragrance before.

It's not that she had never eaten before, she had also been to some restaurants outside, but she seemed to have never smelled such a special fragrance.

It is a smell that whets your appetite and makes your mouth water.

Simply put, it is the perfect dish to go with rice.

She looked at the table. To put it simply, she could tell what ingredients were used in each dish, but... it seemed like she had never seen any of them cooked before.

It's totally not the type I'm familiar with.

But the aroma is very strong and the color is very delicious, which makes people's appetite grow at the sight of it.

"what is this?"

Oreki Gen took off his apron and sat next to Asagiri Ran. During this meal, Asagiri Ran forgot to subconsciously avoid the other person's approach and instead looked at her curiously.

Oreki Gen said with a smile.

"Smells good, right? Does it make you feel hungry?"

Of course Asagiri Ran would not admit it to his face, she just said it with a frown.

"This doesn't seem to be a dish from Sakura Country..."

"Of course the ingredients are bought here, but the cooking method is Xiaguo style. Give it a try. Xiaguo dishes are all about color, aroma and taste. You are sick now, and you don't have enough time, so I won't make those time-consuming and labor-intensive dishes. The main focus is on a dish that goes well with rice... Okay, the rice is ready, I'll go serve it."

Oreki Genji remembered something and stood up again.

Looking at the other party's actions, Chao Wu Ran couldn't help but glance at the dishes on the table.

She secretly glanced at the young man who was serving rice, then quickly reached out her hand, grabbed a piece of lean meat that was not cut very thinly but was full of fat, and stuffed it into her mouth.

The moment you eat it.

Asagiri Ran’s eyes widened.

I didn't expect it to taste like this. The rich flavors of the seasonings entered my taste buds, as if activating all my melancholy emotions, and my nerves seemed to be excited instantly.

With a slight spicy taste, the taste ratio of oil, salt and MSG is perfectly matched.

This is...

Oreki String is back.

Glanced at each other.

"Why are you still eating secretly?"

"I didn't eat it secretly!"

"The oil on my lips hasn't been wiped clean yet."

"Well..."

The girl's cheeks instantly turned pink.

Oreki Gen smiled and placed the bowl and chopsticks filled with rice in front of the other person.

"This is stir-fried pork with chili peppers. It's a very simple and delicious dish, especially the oily soup, which goes really well with rice. It's just a pity that the chili peppers here are not spicy enough and not as authentic as before."

Asagiri Ran picked up the bowl of rice and no longer intended to pretend. People have no resistance to delicious food.

What's more, you are already sick, so why should you care so much?

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