"What are you doing?"
"I’m making records," Lin Murong said with an inscrutable expression.
"How could I not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous at the moment, it wasn’t to the point of not eating.
"I’m being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an obedient look.
"I appreciate your consideration, but I don’t need it." He wasn’t fooled; he knew exactly what she was up to.
"Tsk, I offer you care and you don’t want it, a wild boar can’t appreciate fine bran," Su Yinhe was suddenly spirited.
"Who are you calling a wild boar?" Lin Murong stared at her in disbelief.
"No one. Who else could there be. I can’t say anyone," Su Yinhe shrugged.
"I always feel like you’re talking about me." Lin Murong looked at her, no, it wasn’t just a feeling, she definitely was talking about him.
Too bad he had no evidence.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe said, extending her hand towards him.
"It seems like there’s no evidence," Lin Murong lowered his head, "But, I can still eat! Don’t take it away!" He couldn’t just let the ducks he had been eagerly waiting for fly away like that.
"Alright, alright, I won’t take it, you eat slowly," Su Yinhe was just teasing him. Seeing him anxious, she let him be.
Then Lin Murong began to eat the ducks. Looking at them, he was reminded of the bean juice and immediately felt a bit sick again.
But he couldn’t bear to let Su Yinhe take them away if he didn’t eat, could he?
Truly, the water of West Lake was like his tears.
Eat, how could he not eat?
These were his ducks, the ducks he had been eagerly waiting for.
Lin Murong continued to gnaw on the ducks fiercely.
Yes, he still felt a bit nauseous.
But as he gnawed on, the duck was so delicious that he no longer felt sick.
He began to eat with relish again.
Su Yinhe quietly watched him eat, while Chi Yan also silently watched her.
The main theme was, everyone watching each other.
Lin Murong felt a bit pressured, but as he continued to eat, he soon didn’t care.
Look, go ahead and look, it didn’t matter to him.
Lin Murong’s appetite grew as he ate, and in the end, he actually finished all ten ducks.
"Impressive, Your Excellency is truly impressive," Su Yinhe gave him a thumbs up.
"Hehehe, just so-so, I think it’s okay," Lin Murong said and then let out a satisfied burp.
"Alright, you’ve finished your ducks, now who’s going to clean up?" Lin Murong had a great time eating, but now there was a mess.
"Oh, I’ll clean up, certainly," Lin Murong said with an obedient face.
"Fine, then I’m going back to sleep. The cleaning is your job," Su Yinhe said and then pulled Chi Yan away.
Lin Murong looked at the remaining mess, blinked, and felt something wasn’t quite right.
He understood cleaning up after himself, but why did he have to clean up after them too?
They all ate, so why did he have to clean, while Chi Yan didn’t?
Chi Yan also ate Yinhe’s food, slept in Yinhe’s bed, lived in Yinhe’s house.
Why was Chi Yan treated differently?
They’re both men, and they don’t look that different.
Lin Murong kept pondering why Su Yinhe only had eyes for Chi Yan and not for him.
He thought he wasn’t too bad-looking himself.
Maybe even a bit better looking than Chi Yan.
After much contemplation, Lin Murong concluded that Su Yinhe had no taste.
She was no good, uh-huh.
To live is not to take the blame oneself but to blame others.
That way, one can live a happy and joyful life.
Blissful and content...
Pfft, that’s off the topic.
He still had to clean up.
After all, he had eaten ten ducks.
So Lin Murong got down to work quite dutifully.
Could he be anything but dutiful after eating someone else’s food?
After cleaning up, he felt tired.
He looked around, felt there was nothing left to do, he was full, and it was time to sleep.
Since Yinhe and the others were also sleeping, there was nothing else to do now, so he...
Lin Murong went to sleep and slept for a day.
Su Yinhe hadn’t seen him all day.
She was actually a little unaccustomed to it.
"Why are you always thinking about him? He’s not important, think less," Chi Yan was jealous again.
Sometimes, he really wanted to get rid of Lin Murong.
"Oh, I was just thinking casually."
"Just casually thinking about it isn’t okay either. Any kind of thinking is off-limits," Chi Yan said as he touched her hair. It wasn’t a full-on pat, more like picking up strands and gently stroking them.
His movements were light, but his tone...
Su Yinhe quite liked it.
The rumble of a man’s deep voice.
Although she wasn’t particularly fond of a deep bass, this wasn’t just any bass; this was Chi Yan’s bass.
She...couldn’t resist it at all.
"What fell in love?" Chi Yan asked.
Crap, she’d accidentally blurted out what was in her heart.
"Nothing, nothing, you heard wrong," Su Yinhe almost exploded.
Accidentally voicing her inner thoughts was truly shameful.
He always felt that something was amiss.
After Su Yinhe escaped from Chi Yan’s sight, she covered her face, dammit, her mouth had betrayed her.
Over and over, she wanted to die.
Over and over, she contemplated her own demise.
The awkwardness made her toes curl.
Wanted to die, the desire to cease to exist reached its peak at that moment.
Tired, so tired, she was simply too exhausted.
Su Yinhe thought it over and ran back to her room to lie down.
Sleep, sleep, once she had a nap, she’d forget everything.
Su Yinhe slept, woke up, washed up, then took out something to eat from her space, ate, played a bit, continued to sleep, and then got up again...
As a result, when Lin Murong woke up after a day, he realized that his beloved Galaxy had vanished.
"Brother Chi, where’s Galaxy?" he chose to go directly to Chi Yan to ask.
"She ran away because she was shy," Chi Yan gave Lin Murong a reply he had pondered over for a long time.
Yes, he thought about it for a long time.
Only then did he finally understand why Su Yinhe suddenly ran away.
He thought she was afraid.
It’s alright if she wasn’t afraid of him.
Chi Yan left that answer behind and, satisfied, walked away.
Leaving a groggy Lin Murong utterly baffled.
What do you mean, shy?
It couldn’t be that it was part of some play they were immersed in.
The moment Lin Murong thought of that possibility, he shivered.
No way, he’d only slept for a day, why did it feel like something monumental had happened?
Could their relationship have progressed too fast?
Was it really okay to move this fast?
Lin Murong roared inside his own head.
Why not roar out loud?
He woke up from hunger after a day without food.
If it hadn’t been for the hunger, he wouldn’t have wanted to get up; he could have continued sleeping.
He definitely couldn’t just roar out loud; it’d be a waste of energy.
Now that Su Yinhe wasn’t around, and Chi Yan...
Forget it, he’d find food for himself.
The supermarket was huge, there was so much food, and his own cooking skills were pretty good, he could definitely feed himself.