Chapter 7
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How could Young Master Lin take care of other people when he couldn’t even take care of himself?
But once his big talk got out, he had to fulfill it. Gu Yaoyang went to take a bath and told him to go to the kitchen to cook.
Lin Yuyan had never stepped his foot inside a kitchen his entire life as his aunties would always bring his meals to the dinner table with bowls and chopsticks in hand. If he wanted a particular meal, he could straightforwardly order her to cook it for him.
It’ll be hard for him to cook on his own.
But he had eaten pork and had seen the pig run (proverb is often used to describe people who have not experienced things personally , but have heard of it , seen it, and have a little understanding). He can also still recognize basic seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and white sugar.
Gu Yaoyang’s kitchen wasn’t very spacious. It was just a narrow square with simple kitchen utensils and a small refrigerator with a single door.
Lin Yuyan walked around inside the kitchen, opened the fridge, and looked inside. There were mainly beers, a few bottles of sealed pickles, and chili sauce. They didn’t look like they were bought from the store, so someone should’ve made it themselves.
Could it be Gu Yaoyang? Lin Yuyan imagined a scene of Gu Yaoyang cooking and wearing an apron on his body then thought that it was unlikely to be true. There weren’t any vegetables inside the fridge, just tomatoes and a bag of dry noodles.
The noodles were thin. If Lin Yuyan guessed correctly, he just needed to place them in boiling water to cook them.
He was afraid that he would be wrong about his guess, so he took his phone out and checked it on the internet. The results were about the same, and he could also add the tomatoes as a topping.
Lin Yuyan silently snapped his fingers before beginning to cook on his own for the very first time.
When the water was about to boil, Lin Yuyan realized that he hadn’t cut the tomatoes yet. He hurriedly pulled out a cutting board he found along with a knife for cutting the vegetables and started to busy himself.
Gu Yaoyang came out of his bathroom after finishing his shower. He didn’t blow dry his hair, merely placed the towel around his neck before going to his bedroom to find a black T-shirt to wear. There was a “ding ding” sound coming from the kitchen. It sounded like something had fallen there.
He frowned before walking over to the kitchen. There he saw Lin Yuyan bending over to pick up a fallen spoon.
The water inside the pot was already boiling. The noodle soup had lost the tomato toppings because it had long overflowed along with the lid of the pot, flowing all over the ground. Lin Yuyan was about to lift the lid, but Gu Yaoyang was a step ahead of him as he turned off the fire.
The noodles inside the pot were boiled into lumps, and there was only a little bit of soup since the remaining soup had long been drained. Gu Yaoyang was a little bit disgusted as he asked Lin Yuyan, “Is this for pigs?”
Lin Yuyan whispered as his big eyes darted all around the place, “It’s actually for you.”
“Huh?” Gu Yaoyang frowned as he took a step closer to Lin Yuyan, who waved his hand and frantically said, “No, no, no, I didn’t say anything-”
But before Lin Yuyan finished speaking, he abruptly looked as if he had remembered something before he hurriedly hid his hands behind him.
But he was still a step too late. Gu Yaoyang instantly grabbed his wrist and stretched his left hand out, and saw Lin Yuyan’s bleeding index finger.
Lin Yuyan wanted to pull his hand back but got dragged by Gu Yaoyang into the living room and was pressed firmly into the sofa.
“Why didn’t you tell me that you’re injured?” Gu Yaoyang said as he took out a medicine box from the cabinet. Inside the box were iodine, gauze, hemostatic drugs, and some band-aids. It’s as if there was a small pharmacy inside the box.
Lin Yuyan’s wound wasn’t deep. Gu Yaoyang glanced at him as he disinfected the wound. Lin Yuyan’s face wrinkled, wanting to retreat into the sofa. The disinfectant hurt a little, making him let out a gasp of pain.
Lin Yuyan seemed to notice the other’s gaze and quickly lowered his head. But because Gu Yaoyang was squatting in front of him, he only needed to lower his head to get a clear look at his face, making Lin Yuyan raise his head in a panic.
Gu Yaoyang asked, “Why didn’t you tell me that it hurt?”
Lin Yuyan pursed his lips, hesitating for a few seconds before replying, “If I said that, you’re gonna mock me for being squeamish again.”
Gu Yaoyang was stunned. He gently tended to the other’s wound in silence for a few seconds before finally saying two words.
“I’m sorry.”
This time, it was Lin Yuyan’s turn to be stunned. He hurriedly lowered his head and incredulously asked him, ” You- What did you just say?”
Gu Yaoyang blankly said to him, ” I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have teased you and called you squeamish…”
Gu Yaoyang’s attitude towards him abruptly changed, catching Lin Yuyan off guard. Lin Yuyan hurriedly said, “No, it doesn’t matter. I don’t really care about it.”
Gu Yaoyang nodded before lifting Lin Yuyan’s injured finger and helping him to blow on it. Gu Yaoyang asked, “Does it hurt?”
Lin Yuyan was afraid of the pain at first, but getting cut by a knife was even more painful than this. He endured it for a while without daring to say anything about it before finally giving in and aggrievedly saying to Gu Yaoyang, “It hurts…”
After he said that, he immediately regretted it. A smile was now plastered on Gu Yaoyang’s former indifferent face. He blew Lin Yuyan’s finger again before saying, “Sure enough, you really are a squeamish bun.”
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