"Next time, I…"
Gu Nianshen nearly said that he would cook for Lin Yiqian the next time. However, he stopped himself just in time.
If Lin Yiqian rejected his offer and refused to eat what he cooked, it would be way too awkward.
"Next time, I will get Aunt Zhou to cook food that you like."
Then, he immediately raised the insulated food container in his hand. "The doctor said that you can't eat anything solid or too stimulating. Here… I made this porridge."
When Lin Yiqian heard that Gu Nianshen had made the porridge, her jaw dropped.
"Let me pour this into a bowl for you."
"I'm not hungry. Thank you."
The way she thanked him made him feel as if there was a great invisible distance between them. As he held the insulated food container in his hands, he approached Lin Yiqian despite her cold stare.
