After a while, Luyang walked out with a bowl of noodles in his hand. He sat by the table and started eating. He didn't care about me at all. I curled my lips and planned to go back to the kitchen to cook noodles. When I passed by him, I heard him say," I accidentally cooked too much. If you do n' t eat, help me pour it."
After that, he lowered his head and started eating again.
I paused for a moment before going to the kitchen. As expected, there was still noodles in the pot. I looked at the noodles in the pot and felt mixed feelings in my heart. I wanted to narcissistically think that Luyang was cooking more for me to eat, but he was too embarrassed to say it openly. He could only say those negative words.
However, I thought about my current relationship with him. The only thing left w
