Inferior star

Xu Mingzhao was still groggy after waking up. He checked the time on his phone. It was past eight o'clock, and he woke up earlier than expected. He sent a text message to the boss of the internship company to ask for sick leave.There were no classes at the end of his junior year, and his family helped him arrange an internship in a company he knew. There were not too many things to do, and his colleagues took good care of him and were easy to talk to.

Sure enough, I received a reply immediately: "Okay, your body is important, pay attention to rest."

There was no Wei Yu in the room, so I thought I would go out early today and come back at night.

After opening the door, he thought he was still drunk, and had auditory hallucinations. There was a muffled sound of breathing from the kitchen. He went to check and was pleasantly surprised to see Wei Yu sitting at the dining table playing with his mobile phone. He raised his eyes and said "morning".

The puffing sound came from the pressure cooker behind Wei Yu, and the blue flame was burning at the bottom of the pot.

Xu Mingzhao yawned, feeling that Wei Yu had a completely different indifference from last night, as if Wei Yu would only show tenderness when others could not see him.

Behind the doll's hood, in the dark at night.

He went to take a shower first, and became sober after changing out of his crumpled and alcohol-smelling pajamas.

When he came out of the bathroom, there were already two bowls of porridge on the table, and there were only two bowls of porridge.

Wei Yu was not playing with his mobile phone, but was waiting for him.

"Only porridge?" Xu Mingzhao moved his chair and sat down, looking at Wei Yu face to face.

"I bought the rice and came back to cook the porridge. I didn't have time to buy the side dishes. I'm afraid you are in a hurry to go to class." Wei Yu took a spoon and stirred the porridge, expressionless, "It's too thin, but it's easier to swallow."

"There is no class, and I have asked the company for leave."

"Oh... the company?"

"Yeah, I'm an intern recently." Xu Mingzhao brought the spoon close to his mouth and blew on it, and took a mouthful of the porridge, "The porridge doesn't taste good."

"I didn't put anything in, just drink it as water."

For a while, the two fell into the embarrassment of not saying anything, only the sound of their own porridge and the sound of porcelain spoons hitting the wall of the bowl.

"I have some questions to ask you." After eating the porridge, Wei Yu put down his spoon and looked at Xu Mingzhao. After opening his mouth, he remembered the "don't force communication" he mentioned before, and added, "But you don't have to answer."

"Just ask."

"How much did you drink yesterday?"

"Just a bottle of beer."

"Then you should usually have a bad stomach."

"possible."

"You said before that you often eat takeaway?"

"Yeah, I don't like going to the school cafeteria. I always meet people I know but don't know very well. Socializing is very tiring."

It is probably impossible for him to experience such troubles, Wei Yu thought.

"Didn't you throw the javelin at the sports meeting? Didn't you train or watch your diet?"

"Javelin. I practiced in junior high school, and the counselor knew and asked me to sign up to make up the number. There are bonus points for groups with a large number of applicants. It's just a formality, and there is no systematic training."

"...Oh. Don't eat takeaway during this time."

"Then what shall I eat?"

"I'll bring you dinner from the cafeteria. If you don't come back at noon, eat something healthy by yourself. If you come back, just send me a text message and I'll bring it for you too."

"Wow, you are so kind to me~" Xu Mingzhao regained his usual vitality, "But I don't like the food in the cafeteria, which is oily and salty. Don't bother."

"Do you like light food?" Wei Yu clenched his fists and made a decision, "...then I can make it for you."

"...Why do you want to do it for me?"

"Don't want to take care of the sick anymore. Just consider it a volunteer service."

"You really know how to cook?!"

"Yes. It doesn't necessarily taste good. Today's lunch, just today's lunch, you try." Wei Yu stood up and prepared to clean up the bowls and spoons, "But there is a condition."

"It doesn't have to be delicious, there are conditions, you."

When Xu Mingzhao looked up, he could see Wei Yu's smooth jawline. Wei Yu's words were serious, serious, and indifferent, but the volume was very low, as if he was talking to himself.

"That's right, don't say the word 'death' casually in the future."

His eyes were full of sadness.

Wei Yu took away the empty bowl in front of Xu Mingzhao, turned around and put the bowl into the sink.

Xu Mingzhao recalled Wei Yu's panic when he woke up from his dream yesterday, and spoke to Wei Yu's back.

"I also have questions to ask you, and you can choose not to answer."

"I don't answer."

"I haven't asked yet."

"Then you ask."

"You, come back so late every day, where have you been?"

After the question was asked, he saw that Wei Yu's stiff back had obviously softened, and his hands were propped on the edge of the pool.

"Library. Get used to it."

"But I will come back sooner and cook for you."

The author has something to say

After reading a few very popular articles, I feel that I really write rubbish, hahaha.But I said before that no matter what, I will definitely finish writing this story. If no one reads it, I will probably do it slowly at my own pace.Cheer yourself up haha.