So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

When Aunt Su brought up the tea and snacks, she noticed that the door to the young lady's bedroom was ajar and not closed.

She walked to the door and said softly, "Miss."

"Come in, Aunt Su."

Aunt Su then pushed open the door, and Chu Yu and Song Zhihuai were sitting side by side at the desk by the window.

The boy stood tall and maintained a polite distance between himself and the girl.

The two clearly did not overstep any boundaries, yet for some reason, it felt as if they were drawn together by an invisible red thread, possessing an intimacy that no outsider could possibly intrude upon.

Aunt Su placed the tea tray on the round table beside her, turned to Song Zhihuai and said politely, "Song, I'm sorry, I didn't know your taste. Today's tea and snacks were prepared according to Miss's usual preferences. If there's anything you'd like to eat, you can tell me, and I'll prepare it next time."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhihuai glanced at the fruit tea and the three-tiered pretty little cake on the tea tray, a smile appearing in his eyes.

"Thank you, Aunt Su. It's not necessary to go to so much trouble. Just prepare everything according to her preferences."

He had just noticed that all the different kinds of desserts on the plate were served on the same piece.

The little girl usually loves to eat these sweet and pretty little cakes. She probably likes all three layers, so she couldn't choose and prepared one of each.

He wasn't particularly fond of food, so naturally everything was based on her preferences.

From the moment Aunt Su entered the room, Chu Yu's eyes never left the three-tiered pastry tower.

Aunt Su and Song Zhihuai had noticed it long ago, but they just didn't expose her.

Hearing their conversation, she finally looked at them and said, "That's right, Aunt Su. Teacher Song's taste is the same as mine. Just prepare according to my preferences!"

After saying that, she winked at the boy next to her.

Song Zhihuai was slightly taken aback, then awkwardly looked away. "Let's continue."

"Okay, Teacher Song."

Aunt Su smiled and shook her head, then silently withdrew, leaving a crack in the door as before.

After Aunt Su left, Chu Yu leaned close to Song Zhihuai and whispered, "You have no idea, if you hadn't come today, Aunt Su wouldn't have prepared so many small cakes!"

The little girl was full of embarrassment, her expression vivid and aggrieved. His heart felt like it had been stepped on by a kitten, soft and yielding.

"Really? Why?"

The boy was gentle and patient. No matter what the girl said, he responded to every word without the slightest perfunctoriness or impatience.

"Of course it's true! Aunt Su usually doesn't let me eat so many sweets, and I haven't seen a dessert tart in ages!"

As if she had anticipated that Song Zhihuai would indulge her, she gestured to him with her eyes as she spoke.

Song Zhihuai naturally knew what she was thinking. He wanted to indulge the little girl, but eating so many snacks would be bad for her health, and she wouldn't be able to eat dinner.

The boy paused for a few seconds, then said softly, "How about this? You can eat a few bites of whichever one you want, but don't eat it all. If you want to eat them all, just eat a few bites of each one. That way you won't eat too much."

He didn't need to explain; the little girl certainly understood the reasoning perfectly well, but she just couldn't control her gluttonous mouth.

So he came up with a compromise that would allow her to try all the snacks she wanted without making her feel uncomfortable from eating too much.

To everyone's surprise, the little girl pouted and said, "No way!"

"what happened?"

The moment she frowned, his heart tightened, and he felt an irrepressible urge to grant all her requests.

"We must not waste food! Every grain of rice on our plate is the result of hard work!"

When the little girl recited the poem in a serious tone, Song Zhihuai was so charmed by her that he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't worry, it won't be wasteful. I'll eat what you can't finish, is that okay?"

Chu Yu was also stunned. Didn't he not eat sweets?

I've never seen him eat sweets or snacks either.

That's not right either. All the snacks he bought for himself before, once opened but not finished, all disappeared later.

"All those snacks I didn't finish before were from you...?"

Song Zhihuai's expression remained unchanged as he explained softly, "Yes, it won't taste good if it's left out for too long. There's no waste, I ate it all."

The tone of the last sentence was slightly arrogant, as if asking for praise.

Chu Yu chuckled, "You don't need to do that. It's just for a little while. I'm not that picky about food."

The boy smiled and said, "Yes, you're the best-behaved kid in the class."

Chu Yu: "..."

……

When Aunt Su came up to refill the tea again, Song Zhihuai was explaining a problem, so she moved quietly and did not make a sound to disturb him.

From a distance, the two of them were still in the same posture as before, studying earnestly.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that while Song Zhihuai was earnestly explaining the problem, his free left hand was outstretched to catch the crumbs of snacks for his young mistress…

Not only that, Song Zhihuai could also take advantage of the gaps between speaking to pick up a teacup and hand it over to feed people.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Aunt Su was stunned when she heard this, she never expected that the two of them would get along like this in private.

When Song Zhihuai first arrived, he seemed a bit aloof, but after talking with him, she felt that he was polite and well-mannered.

She could tell that his family was of modest means, but he was well-mannered and neither arrogant nor humble in his interactions with others, and seemed to be a model student in school.

Who would have thought that Xiao Song had two faces?

Acting like this in front of her young lady is really a bit... What's that saying about young people again?

Oh right, her persona has collapsed!

Just as Song Zhihuai finished feeding someone tea and put down the cup, Chu Yu handed over the remaining half of her scone with a conflicted expression.

"Don't eat?"

Song Zhihuai didn't immediately reach out to take it. The little girl's eyes were filled with reluctance, and he felt a little reluctant to do so.

"If you really want to eat, then eat. After we finish explaining the problems, I'll take you for a walk."

Eating so much can easily cause indigestion. Taking her for a half-hour walk should help.

This time, Chu Yu didn't hesitate and placed the scone directly in the boy's hand. "No, no, we agreed to only eat half! If you borrow and return, it's easy to borrow again!"

Song Zhihuai: "..."

Is this sentence used like this?

He put the remaining half of the scone into his mouth, then reached for a tissue to wipe the little girl's fingertips.

"How about we use the rest of the time to brush up on Chinese?"

Chu Yu: "?"

"No need, my Chinese is quite good!"

"..."

Song Zhihuai's silence was deafening.

Forget it, you can't learn Chinese well in just a day or two.

take it easy.

There is a long way to go.

Aunt Su was still in shock when she returned to the kitchen on the first floor.

She didn't see wrong, did she?!

Her daughter ate half of the pastry and then stuffed it directly into Song's mouth. Song didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it and just put it in his mouth and ate it.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest hint of disgust.

Did she stumble upon some incredible gossip?

——oo——

After more than two months of only one day off a week and various overtime jobs, I feel completely drained. My overall condition is terrible, and I'm experiencing a constant stream of minor health problems. TT

Next week should be able to resume two-day weekends, and I'll try my best to get back to updating twice a day!

bow!

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