Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
"Why did you change your phone?"
"Before I went to Sky Capital, I forgot my phone at ho, and the Tactical Bureau didn’t bring it for . Look, they gave this phone! It seems like it’s a special edition, super-powerful with an extra-long battery life!"
No wonder Qiao Muyi and Gu Yueyan couldn’t reach you.
"How co I don’t get this kind of treatnt... Hm? This scrambled egg with yellow chives, crab sticks, and dried shrimp is so good! Is this a new dish from the cafeteria? And it’s been more than ten days since the Dragon Boat Festival; are there still zongzi?"
Dong Chengling arrived holding a thermal lunchbox, clearly intending to share a al with Ren Suo.
The lunchbox wasn’t large, containing just three ho-cooked dishes and two zongzi, still steaming when she took them out. Ren Suo was genuinely famished. As a cultivator, his food consumption was slightly higher than average, and with so much happening that night, he was starving.
Watching Ren Suo eat, his face glistening with oil, Dong Chengling smiled and said, "This isn’t takeout from the cafeteria; I made this myself."
"Hm?" Ren Suo chewed the mouthful of sticky rice, egg, and crab. He struggled to swallow it before asking, "What made you think of cooking for yourself?"
"When I was in a tough spot before, you were willing to treat to als every day, and I’ve always rembered your kindness," Dong Chengling said with a smile.
"I’ve been thinking about how to repay you ever since. I originally planned to treat you to lunch today, but when I arrived, you weren’t ho."
Black Bell, if only you could recognize people! I could offer you your pick of Arican Shorthair, British Shorthair, or Ragdoll cat pictures. I might even consider getting a cat!
"So, I thought cooking a al myself would show more sincerity," Dong Chengling said, sowhat embarrassed as she scratched her cheek with her index finger.
"However, the last ti I cooked was a year ago. I bought a bunch of ingredients at noon today and slowly prepared everything. It wasn’t until after eight o’clock that I managed to make a al that was barely edible... The zongzi were store-bought; I just reheated them."
"Not at all." Ren Suo certainly wasn’t foolish enough to complain about a al soone else had prepared for him. "You’ve already made it very delicious. I’ve been eating in the cafeteria these past few days, so it’s a real treat to have ho-cooked food like this!"
Upon hearing Ren Suo’s praise, Dong Chengling’s cheeks flushed faintly as she smiled broadly, showing her teeth. "I’m glad you like it."
Ren Suo then asked, "But why zongzi today?"
"Because you had already left by the Dragon Boat Festival, so I thought... Right, what took you so long to open the door? What happened?"
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—"
Choking on the sticky rice, Ren Suo quickly took a few sips of water to soothe his throat. However, Dong Chengling didn’t seem concerned—a cultivator choking to death on zongzi was too unbelievable, after all. Instead, she stared at Ren Suo with great curiosity.
Ren Suo hadn’t expected that despite all his efforts to change the subject, he still couldn’t make Dong Chengling forget about it.
"I... received your call, and then..."
"Then?"
"Then I... I tripped. Yes!" Ren Suo pointed at the corner of the living room table. "I hit the corner of the table. See? Isn’t it very sharp?"
The glass coffee table in the living room was a sharp-cornered rectangle; hitting one of those corners would definitely be painful.
"I even scraped my knee until it bled. It would have been too impolite to greet you like that, so I healed myself first before opening the door... Cheng Ling?"
Ren Suo noticed that Dong Chengling seed to have stopped listening halfway through, and was now staring blankly into his eyes.
"Ah?" Dong Chengling snapped back to reality. "Oh, I get it! You were so excited to get my call that you tripped... Yes, yes..."
As she said this, she walked over to the glass coffee table and touched its corner, as if to check if it was as sharp as Ren Suo had described.
Ren Suo felt that Dong Chengling’s version of events was slightly different from his own, but he was too pumped with adrenaline to care much at that mont.
Now that Dong Chengling finally seed willing to drop the subject, Ren Suo heaved a sigh of relief and quickly polished off all the food.
He let out a satisfied belch and exclaid, "Ah, I feel alive again!"
"Is it really that dramatic?" Dong Chengling laughed. "If you like it, I can cook for you every day."
"Huh?" Ren Suo was stunned.
"Now that I’m back at the academy, my Bracelet Points have multiplied several tis over, so I won’t have to worry about running out of money for Cultivation ti anymore," Dong Chengling said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"Actually, I’ve always liked cooking for myself. It’s just that I gave it up after coming to college in Lianjiang, because the dorms didn’t allow high-power electrical appliances. Here at Heavenly Lotus Academy, I can cook for myself, but I didn’t have the Bracelet Points to buy ingredients."
"Now I have Bracelet Points to buy ingredients, but I don’t eat much on my own. If I cooked a proper al for one every ti, there would definitely be leftovers. Considering health and taste, it’s best not to have any."
"So, if you’re willing to help eat them, I can cook to my heart’s content."
Dong Chengling looked at Ren Suo, blinking. "At the sa ti, this is my way of expressing my gratitude—for all those als you treated to. Though, my cooking might not be as good as the cafeteria’s."
Is she doing this to repay my kindness? Ren Suo relaxed slightly, instinctively starting to refuse, "How could I possibly accept..."
"If you’re not willing, I can also treat you to als in the cafeteria every day," Dong Chengling said. "Now that I have the ans, I’d feel guilty if I didn’t repay your kindness."
Ren Suo couldn’t think of a reason to refuse—in fact, he had no reason to. He quickly changed the subject. "Well... Gu Yueyan also treated you to als, didn’t she? Don’t you plan to thank her too?"
"Oh, you’re right!"
Dong Chengling’s eyes lit up as if she’d just realized sothing. "I need to thank Gu Yueyan too! I’ll ask her if she’s willing to co eat with every day. If it’s the three of us, I can make even more dishes!"
Ren Suo didn’t want to dampen Dong Chengling’s enthusiasm. Besides, after eating at the cafeteria for so many days, he’d grown a bit tired of it.
"Then I’ll be troubling you..."
"Not at all." Dong Chengling gathered the plates, licked clean by Ren Suo, put them in a bag, and turned to look outside.
"It’s still raining."
Ren Suo added, "Yeah, this downpour is so sudden and heavy. But it’s normal; Lianjiang gets a lot of torrential rain in the sumr."
"That’s true."
After a mont of silence, Dong Chengling picked up the bag.
"Well, I’ll be heading back then."
Hearing these words, the Thousand Catty Drop that had been weighing on Ren Suo’s heart finally lifted. He relaxed to his very bones, barely concealing his delight as he calmly said, "Oh, goodbye. I’ll see you out."
However, just as Dong Chengling reached the door and turned, she suddenly scread, "Cockroach!"
Hmm? Ren Suo turned his head and saw a cockroach at the corner of the wall, stubbornly climbing towards his bedroom.
Would Dong Chengling faint from fright and hit the wall like Gu Yueyan, that total weakling?
No, she didn’t!
With a swift gesture, she pulled three or four tissues from the box on the coffee table. Pointing at the cockroach with her left hand, she shouted—
"Down!"
The cockroach remained unfazed, but Dong Chengling seed to have anticipated this and imdiately charged forward, tissues in hand!
Perhaps sensing the murderous aura and commotion behind it, the cockroach suddenly sped up, squeezing through the crack under the door and into his bedroom!
"Don’t get away!"
Dong Chengling and the cockroach moved so fast that before Ren Suo could react, she had already opened his bedroom door and dashed in after it!
It’s you who forced my hand to annihilate your clan, Xiao Qiang!
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