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"Drip drip drip..."
At 12:40 pm, the ringtone of an alarm clock roused Wang Yu from over five hours of sleep.
After getting dressed, freshening up, and walking into the kitchen intending to whip up something to eat, he lifted the pot lid only to find a pile of noodles that had dried out into a cake, topped with a fried egg.
This scene inevitably brought back the memory of when he had first met Lin Xi.
That night, having accidentally grabbed Lin Xi's chest, he tried to make amends by cooking a pot of noodles the next morning with a space heater. He planned to conquer Lin Xi's taste buds with his culinary skills, hoping for forgiveness, but the noodles had dried out because Lin Xi had slept in too late.
Amused by the memory, Wang Yu poured some water into the pot, turned on the stove to heat and separate the noodle cake, and then swallowed the entire thing. He was never picky about food.
