The stars along the night skyline were like seashells on the beach, deeply mesmerizing.
Under the moonlight, the night is Luo City was especially clear today.
Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu were each holding a bowl of braised beef instant noodles sitting atop the roof. Lu Shu was lost for words but finally couldn't tolerate anymore, "So this is what you meant by cooking for me?"
Unimpressed, he held up the bowl of instant noodles in his hands.
Lu Xiaoyu spoke in a serious tone, "I wanted to make you something to eat but didn't know when you'd be back. If I bought something else, what if it turned bad?"
Lu Shu was stunned. This reason seemed logical as Lu Xiaoyu slurped a mouthful of instant noodles and with a face of satisfaction, continued, "Dumplings for farewell and noodles for welcome, we should eat noodles after coming home from a long trip."
"But they never said it's instant noodle," Lu Shu complained.
