The next day in the morning.
Because of having gone to bed so earlier, Yena woke up earlier than she had before. But when she came out of her room, she discovered that Ethan wasn't at home anymore.
'Could it be that this person went to the office to put in some overtime? Such a hardworking guy chh.' Yena is going to enjoy her time alone. She hoped she'll recover soon and see how she'll face the future from now on. In her heart she wished Chuchu would comeback and help her understand what's going on with her and this world.
Yena was just wondering around on her own when she heard the door open, and then she saw Ethan come in dressed in his athletic clothing.
Yena scratched her hair, then uneasily greeted him, "You went for a run?"
Ethan made an "em" sound. He placed the bag in his hands onto the dining table, and then turned back and called out to Yena, "Breakfast."
Hmm? Yena hopped over and opened the bag to look through it. It looked pretty sumptuous.
well at least this guy was pretty considerate. Yena was quite pleased with this.
The two of them sat facing each other and started eating their breakfast. The clear sunlight shone in, carpeting the area in a gentle light.
Both of them ate, but they didn't speak much. Yena felt she didn't have much to say. As for Ethan, Yena felt that this guy must have been born with a poker face and was naturally a man of few words.
In the end, it just happened that poker-face-Ethan was the first to open his mouth suddenly. "Does it still hurt?"
"Huh?" Yena stared blankly. "It stopped hurting a long long time ago."
Ethan said, "I'm talking about your right leg."
"Right leg?" Yena was dazed, then realized that he was actually asking about the leg that had been injured in the fall last night. 'Ugh this heart of mine!' She lightly said, "Oh, that one's even better. Isn't it just a fall? It's not a big deal."
Ethan: "But right now you only have one leg in good condition; you can't afford another injury."
Yena, "ahaha yes"
After finishing her breakfast in a single sweep, Yena contentedly rubbed her stomach. She looked up at Ethan; who still hadn't finished. Yena lazily leaned back in the chair and looked at the person across from her. Say, Ethan has pretty refined table manners. What was the word? Right, elegant. This person displays elegance while eating. He looks so easy on the eyes–Yeah, right! Your mother! It's only eating breakfast. Ethan, do you have to work so hard? You're eating as orderly as if you were eating a steak in a western-style restaurant!
After Yena silently looked down on Ethan for a while, he said, "Ahem! Yi… um, that… Etha. I have a question for you."
Ethan looked up at him, "Speak."
Yena earnestly asked, "What are we eating for lunch?"
Ethan, "..."
Yena frowned, "Takeout again?"
Ethan: "You don't like it?"
Yena: "How can take out be better than homemade?
"That's true. Ethan nodded. He looked at her and evenly said, "I don't like eating takeout either. In the past, you did all the cooking."
'Oh no' Yena mentally slapped herself.
...…..
The end result? Yena responded that she'd take care of lunch.
Since the former Yena had done all of the cooking, she couldn't change too much to keep from being weird. Ethan might be suspicious of her if she changed so much.
Thus, after finishing breakfast, she gave the neighborhood grocery a call to order the relevant foodstuffs then asked that they deliver the goods. Well what happened after that is a mystery.
At lunchtime, she pushed open the study door.
Ethan, who was in the study reading a book, looked up at her.
Yena looked at the book in his hands, deduced it wasn't in Chinese, then blurted, "Oh! Reading in English!"
Ethan calmly closed the book. "French."
Yena:" Oh I know french! I was once trans..."
Ethan stood. "Is it time to eat?"
Yena slapped her mouth lightly and nodded. "ahahah ... Yes, yes come out lets eat ."
The two of them walked one in front of the other to the dining room. When he saw the lunch on the table, Ethan couldn't help but stiffen.
He saw two neatly arranged, steeped bowls of Master Wang's braised beef instant noodles (a famous restaurant in their city) on the wide dining table.
Yena said, "Eat quickly. They're pretty much done steeping." After he saw Ethan stiff form, Yena innocently added, "This type is the classic flavor that every Chinese citizen likes!"
Ethan: "...."
It was pretty obvious that she ordered the food instead of cooking it personally. But Ethan could'nt see anything.