When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 820 Ruined My Good Deeds
Perhaps it will feel normal in the future, but right now it still stirs up ripples in my heart.

The bar exam ended at 5:30 p.m.

Paula probably went to the library to study after finishing her exams, then went grocery shopping, and then came here to clean and cook.

I went to so much trouble just to have dinner with him.

Paula was in the kitchen, tasting the soup with a spoon to check its saltiness.

The ponytail swayed gently, like a summer breeze.

Li Renyong hugged her tightly from behind, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, and his chin rested gently on her shoulder.

Paula was startled by the sudden hug and almost dropped the spoon in her hand into the pot.

Li Renyong said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Feeling the warm breath beside her ear, Paula's body relaxed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

She can't cook, and while chopping vegetables, she cut her finger.

Li Renyong, that simpleton, didn't notice anything the whole time, but this "thank you for your hard work" made the dinner I made for him worthwhile.

Paula didn't know if she was pretty, but she knew that using her looks to please others was not a good idea.

Occasionally offering a few moments of tenderness in life can keep a man more firmly in his grasp.

"Let go of me, sit down quickly, and try my cooking in a bit."

Li Renyong said with a hint of doting: "Don't be busy, let me hold you for a while."

Paula raised her little fist and threatened, "Don't make me punch you in the head."

All you do all day is hammer, are you the Hammer King of Northwest China?

Li Renyong released his hands and obediently sat down at the dining table.

The Northwest Hammer King was just saying it, but Paula was the real hammer.

Soon, a budae jjigae (army stew) was placed on the table.

Unlike Chinese hot pot, which involves cooking and eating simultaneously, army stew typically involves cooking all the ingredients at once, similar to a stew.

Paula isn't a great cook, but she can still cook relatively simple things.

"Hot pot? Then you'll definitely have to drink alcohol, right?"

Paula placed two bowls on the table: "I'm not drinking anymore. I have an exam tomorrow, so I'll just have some soft drinks."

"Ok."

Li Renyong picked up a piece of rice cake, put it in his mouth, and immediately praised, "It tastes very good."

To be honest, the taste was just so-so.

However, in this place and at this time, even if it doesn't taste good, we have to say it does.

Paula smiled broadly: "Of course, I feel this is the best dish I've ever made. Try this luncheon meat."

At first, things were fine; the two went back and forth, occasionally making the sound of bowls and chopsticks clattering together.

Paula ate her meal in small bites, occasionally glancing up at Li Renyong across from her, chatting about little things that happened in their lives.

For some reason, Paula put down her chopsticks, rested her chin on her hands, and looked at Li Renyong with tender eyes.

Seeing that there was still plenty of food in the hot pot, Li Renyong couldn't help but say, "Paula, you should eat too."

Paula said softly, "I'm already full."

Li Renyong was surprised: "Huh? You only ate this little? You don't have that much appetite. There are so many dishes, what are you going to do if you can't finish them?"

Paula laughed and said, "If we can't finish it, we'll just have to throw it away."

Regular meals can be packed up, but soups and broths have to be thrown away.

Li Renyong had no choice but to continue eating, trying his best to finish the food.

Watching him eat, Paula felt the whole world quiet down.

No words are needed, no deliberate romance is required; simply watching him eat is the most genuine happiness.

With him, with me, and with food to eat, that's happiness.

After finishing their meal, the two of them washed the dishes together.

However, when washing dishes, Li Renyong always splashed water on Paula, and she beat him up before he behaved.

Li Renyong, who had been ushered back to his seat at the dining table, clutched his stomach and said, "I'm so full. What time is it?"

Paula glanced at her watch and said, "It's almost eleven o'clock, time to go home."

Li Renyong let out a burp: "I've eaten too much, I don't want to move now. How about we watch a movie?"

It's so late, and there aren't many fun entertainment options. He doesn't want to go for a walk, so watching a movie is the best way to pass the time.

"There's no TV at home, how are we supposed to watch movies? We should go home and rest early."

"Ok."

The two carefully cleaned the living room, turned off the lights, and left.

Back in the alley, I got off the bus.

Li Renyong said, "Today's dinner was delicious, thank you."

After locking the car door, Paula teased, "Oh? How are you going to thank me?"

Li Renyong leaned closer: "What do you think?"

The two grew closer and closer, close enough to see the trembling of each other's eyelashes and feel the warmth of each other's breath.

Paula blushed slightly; she regretted it.

Damn it, I shouldn't have said that.

She knew all along that Li Renyong was a lecherous man who was always trying to take advantage of her.

However, I was still happy.

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, and Paula's heart beat slightly faster.

The streetlights shone on them, merging their shadows into one.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Paula suddenly widened her eyes and forcefully pushed Li Renyong's chest away with both hands.

Li Renyong was caught off guard and pushed away. He staggered back two steps, looking completely bewildered.

"What are you doing?"

Deok-sun's clear voice came from the alley entrance.

Jung-hwan and Deok-sun were standing to the side, each carrying two bags of snacks.

Bora glared at Deok-sun angrily and shouted, "Mind your own business and go home!"

She was willing to be bullied by Li Renyong, but those two brats ruined her plans.

Deok-sun found Bora's behavior a bit strange and was about to say something when Jung-hwan pulled her away.

After the two disappeared, Paula calmly said, "Let's go back too."

Li Renyong stroked her head: "Aren't we going to continue what we were doing earlier? If you don't give me a kiss, you might not be able to sleep tonight."

Paula looked up and nodded quickly.

Her movements were as fast as the wind; before Li Renyong could react, her soft lips had already gently brushed against the corner of his mouth.

Paula turned around and waved her right hand: "Let's go back."

He kept muttering to himself on the way, "Ah Yong is growing too fast."

Maybe when we kiss again in college, we'll have to stand on tiptoe.

Paula blushed as she walked home.

Li Renyong smiled and turned to go home with a happy feeling.

……

The next day, early morning.

Paula's home.

"Mom, what time is it?"

"Let me see, it's 7:50."

Then, Deok-sun's scream rang out.

She hurriedly put on her red coat and casually slipped on two socks.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late."

As I left the hospital, I saw Jung-hwan sitting on the low kang (heated brick bed), swinging his legs listlessly.

Deok-sun shouted, "Are you an idiot? We're going to be late, and you're still waiting here."

That's so stupid. Didn't you know to come to the house and call her if you couldn't wait?
A smile appeared on Jung-hwan's face. His gaze fell on the striped sock on her right foot. He naturally squatted down and helped her lift it to the right position.

Deok-sun paused for a moment, then looked down at Jung-hwan's hair whorl.

(End of this chapter)