Song Zhen looked at Gu Xinzhou with confusion, "Then why do you still make it?"
Gu Xinzhou put down the spatula, turned around, and tiptoed to give Song Zhen a kiss on his chin, "I made it especially for the dogs!"
After saying that, she turned back quickly, laughing.
A sweet smile spread across her cheeks as she picked up the prepared bowl and ladled the cooked sauce into it.
A fleeting look of disbelief flashed through Song Zhen's eyes.
He laughed joyfully, "Hehe, hehehe~ When I was a child and got into mischief, my dad would call me a little puppy."
Gu Xinzhou burst out laughing and continued her chores, "Hmm, I made it specifically for the little puppy to eat."
Song Zhen's smile grew more radiant as he bragged, "Hmm! I will eat it all up!"
During this trip back to her homeland, Gu Xinzhou had not refrained from hitting him, scolding him, or cold-shouldering him, which were quite normal occurrences. Suddenly being kind to him had left him somewhat at a loss.
He eagerly helped Gu Xinzhou with the minor chores in the kitchen.
His eyes were clear, his lips curled in a smile, his entire being vibrant, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger, returning to the verdant days of his youth.
It was five in the morning, and a foggy haze covered the view outside the window in late autumn.
Yet the dining room was bright and cozy.
Gu Xinzhou muttered, "You always stay up late, which harms your body and makes you prone to inflammation. Drinking this porridge is the best thing for you..."
No matter how much she nagged, Song Zhen happily accepted everything.
He was very glad that McDull was not there!
Otherwise, the little light bulb would definitely look at him with a troubled face, "Daddy, has anyone ever told you that you can't stop smiling, and you look like an idiot?"
Qi~
The little rascal couldn't possibly understand how desperately he had been waiting for such simple and happy moments!
Song Zhen bit into the pancake Gu Xinzhou had made for him and savored it deliciously.
While they were halfway through breakfast, Gu Xinzhou's cellphone rang.
She saw that it was Jiang Cheng calling.
Song Zhen saw her hesitation and asked, "What, is it inconvenient to take the call because I'm here?"
Gu Xinzhou gave him a look, then willingly placed her small hand in his palm and answered the phone, "Teacher Jiang, this is Xinzhou."
Song Zhen stared at the small hand in his palm, then at the meal in front of him.
He quickly blinked a few times and whispered in his heart, "Mom, finally, someone genuinely cares for me in this world."
"Oh, ohhh, no problem, Teacher Jiang. Something just came up at home, and I'm busy too. Taking a break for a while is good. Mmm, let's collaborate another time!"
Gu Xinzhou set her phone aside and explained to Song Zhen, "Jiang Cheng received the news last night from the station about replacing the female host. He called me early in the morning because he was worried I would get up early to get ready for work. He explained it was the station's decision and told me not to be too upset, saying we could collaborate another time."
Song Zhen realized that the world between him and Gu Xinzhou seemed to be enchanted.
Suddenly, it became a place where they could talk about anything freely and comfortably, and experience such simple happiness.
He was a man who did not crave dramatic moments; neither did he seek thrills or novelties. He merely wished to live a peaceful, slow-paced life with his woman and children. That was his lifelong desire.
"Zhouzhou, why are you so nice to me today?"
Song Zhen eagerly wanted to know why.
He needed to hold onto that reason.
Gu Xinzhou took a napkin and gently wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, softly saying, "Because you are sincere with me, without deceit or secrets."
Song Zhen's mind cleared.
He thought he had found the right way to love her.