Chapter 4 — Kitten And Love Under The Bush

Five minutes later. I threw away the charred shovel, looked at the plate of mushy spaghetti and tomato pieces... but I couldn't even find the "remnants". I covered my face and ran straight out of the kitchen. “Troublesome.” Lost. Face. Too. Thinking back to the eloquent words I said just now, I just want to... immediately buy a ticket to leave Earth that night, is that okay? I sat in front of the table pretending to read a book, but actually my eyes kept glancing at the figure busy in the kitchen. Five minutes later, a bowl of sparkling, fragrant tomato spaghetti was brought in front of me. “The ingredients are simple, please bear with it.” I looked at the bowl of noodles next to him - a pile of black, burnt pieces... "This... maybe don't eat it anymore." I felt a bit guilty. It's also because I just made a big mess, leaving only enough ingredients for two people to cook one bowl. "It's okay. I like to eat... well-cooked food." — Tong Khuynh Chu smiled. But "cooking well" is not the same as burning with Samadhi True Fire, brother? Ignoring my hesitation, he picked up a chopstick of noodles and put it in his mouth. That scene... It's really like "a handsome guy eats shit". But that kind of... constipation for half a month. Look at it in horror. I can't bear to look straight. The feeling of guilt is like a mountain weighing down my heart and liver. Tong Khuynh Chu's face didn't change, he calmly ate the entire bowl of that "unidentified object", then looked up at me: "It's delicious." I hugged my chest. Probably... my conscience is hurting. "Why don't you eat it? If it gets cold, it won't taste good." I silently swore in my heart: Tong Khuynh Chu, from now on you are my biological brother! As long as you have one piece left to eat, I will definitely give you half! Suppressing the feeling of guilt, I tearfully ate more than half a bowl of noodles. Suddenly, the vow I made earlier came back to my mind... I quietly put the bowl down. Opposite, Tong Khuynh Chu slightly raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?" I also don't know if my mind has been messed with by my conscience to the point of failure - As soon as I finished thinking, I picked up a chopstick of noodles and brought it straight to... his mouth. When I reacted and was about to withdraw my hand, Tong Khuynh Chu leaned over and directly took the noodle chopsticks from my hand. Long eyelashes drooped down, leaving a faint shadow on her cheekbones, and her gentle amber eyes seemed to contain spring water. So beautiful that it made my heart stop beating for a second. The ancients said "see beauty under the light", they certainly didn't lie to me! Tong Khuynh Chu sat back in his old seat, his tongue gently licking his lips, his eyes still sparkling with tears. “I still prefer… Van Van's cooking.” My heart stopped for a beat, I quickly buried my head in the bowl, and quietly ate the remaining noodles. Save lives, this man... gives out "old love" all the time!!! Tong Khuynh Chu did not say anything more. Waiting for me to finish eating, he walked up to take my bowl. The distance is very close. The first time I noticed - his cheeks had two very light dimples, so light that if you didn't look closely you wouldn't see them. I bowed my head, his shadow was on the table, distorted as if cut into two pieces. In that shadow, his ear was almost touching my lips. Dark. The day ends. That atmosphere... it's really easy to soften people's hearts. It was like a string in my head suddenly "snapped" - I held his hand tightly. He looked up, a little surprised. I leaned in and kissed him. Both of their hearts were beating strangely. That kiss gently passed by, no one left deepen. 15. I didn't realize at all when the teacher left the classroom. Only when there were whistles and teasing sounds everywhere in the room, did I suddenly regain my composure. Following everyone's eyes, I saw a girl standing in front of Tong Khuynh Chu's desk, an empty seat in the front row. The tight black gown accentuates her graceful figure, and her makeup is clearly carefully prepared. It's Manh Giai. Different from her pale face the day before, today her cheeks were rosy and radiant like peach blossoms in early spring. Her eyes seemed to pass me by involuntarily, then stopped on Tong Khuynh Chu. "Mr. Tong... I've been sitting right behind you all this time." “Why don't you sit with Van Van today?” Tong Khuynh Chu was still sitting there, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, looking somewhat lazy. He didn't even bother to raise his head, as if the person in front of him was just... air. All eyes in the class turned to this direction. Being humiliated by him right on the spot like that, Manh Giai must have started to lose patience. Her voice became urgent: "I heard that Mr. Tong and Van Van broke up, is it true?" “If that's true…” — she bit her lip, “can I… have a chance?” My hand placed on the table suddenly tightened. Tong Khuynh Chu finally raised his head, his eyes looking at her were so cold that I had never seen them before - even tinged with a bit of unpredictable coldness. "Are not." Manh Giai was stunned. Tong Khuynh Chu stood up and looked down at her from above: "I told you - you have no chance." He leaned slightly, his eyes finally landing on me. I suddenly faced him, my long eyelashes in the sunlight forming an iridescent border, making those pale eyes seem even softer - So light that... just enough to leave my own shadow in them. “She is angry.” “And I'm coaxing.” Tong Khuynh Chu's voice was not loud, but clearly echoed in the ears of everyone in the class. He didn't answer directly, but every word was filled with ambiguity. Compared to just now, the whistling and cheering were even more boisterous. Manh Giai's face turned red, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and ran out. The crowd slowly dispersed, Tong Khuynh Chu walked next to me. He stood against the light, the angular lines on his face gradually becoming softer. He looked at me, his eyes focused: "Van Van, these past few days I've been busy working on a research topic." Indeed, his eye circles were purple, and his tiredness was more evident than before. His voice was low: "I miss your table a bit." I looked at the gentleness returning to his face and laughed softly. His slightly shrinking hand finally loosened, patted my head, then picked up my school bag and slung it on his shoulder: "Let's go home." I looked at that tall, thin back and was stunned. Suddenly I understood one thing - You are the clear moon in the clouds. But bring all the patience and gentleness... all for myself. Both gentle and pampering. 16. From the lecture hall to my house, the distance is neither near nor far. If you go through the small gate, it will take less than twenty minutes. Tong Khuynh Chu still kept a slow pace, neither fast nor slow, walking side by side with me. His hands were stuffed into his pockets, his body exuding a cold, neat and decisive look. Yet every time he looked at me, those lapis lazuli eyes suddenly appeared suddenly soft, strangely warm. I suddenly recalled a memory tinged with time — my mother was rarely serious, but when she said that sentence, her voice carried a smile: “Silly child, when you really meet someone you like, the only thing you want is: ‘I want to be with that person.’ There is no more hesitation.” It turns out... it's true. I reflexively bit my lower lip, just about to say something when the phone rang. My mother called — as usual, suddenly and without warning. "Van Van, you don't have class this afternoon, right? Mom ordered a very nice sofa last month!" "It's probably almost time for delivery. I left you your number, remember to receive it!" Before I could say a word, she hung up the phone. I was still bewildered when the next call came. “Hello… hello, are you Ms. Du… Du Vien?” The other person's voice sounded confused. ... I sighed, said "yes" sullenly, then the other party continued with peace of mind: "We are delivering the sofa set, currently at your house. Can you come down to receive the goods?" “Yes, thank you, I'll be right down.” Needless to say, my mother is an online beautician anytime, anywhere. Waiting for the delivery people to help me carry the old sofa down, then arrange the new one, it was already 1:30 pm. I looked at the clock, a bit irritated. There's still class at two o'clock, so there's no time to eat lunch. Tong Khuynh Chu was helping me carry things but I don't know when he disappeared. I grabbed a bottle of milk and was ready to go when I saw him walk through the door, just as he stepped onto the porch. “Where are you going?” “Go buy some things.” He also had class in the afternoon so I didn't ask anything else, the two of us hurriedly went to the lecture hall. In the afternoon, our classes were not in the same place. When we parted ways at the laboratory building, he suddenly called me back. From his jacket pocket, he took out a hot object and placed it in my hand - a ball of rice. "Eat a few bites before going to class. Being hungry for a long time is not good for the stomach." The warmth from that rice ball gradually spread through my fingertips, warmly crawling up to my heart. Hot... to the point where my heart trembles slightly.