Su Ran: "..."
She sighed helplessly and took the things from his hands.
"I'll do it."
Then she began to get busy. Although Fu Qiyuan couldn't cook, he could still wash vegetables.
In the spacious kitchen, the two cooperated tacitly, their smooth coordination resembling that of an old couple who had lived together for many years.
Soon, everything was prepared.
"It's ready."
Su Ran walked out with a plate of fruit.
Her delicate face held a hint of pleasure.
"Do you like it?"
Su Ran nodded.
It's said that eating hot pot alone is the ultimate form of loneliness.
However, more terrifying than eating hot pot alone is...
Going to the hospital alone.
Yet, she had grown accustomed to it.
Whether it be eating hot pot alone or going to the hospital by herself.
In fact, sometimes she quite enjoyed living on her own.
Only, she didn't know from when, those things she had once thought normal began to feel less routine.
And all of this seemed to have started since she met this man.
