Mr. Melancholy Wants To Live A Peaceful Life

CHAPTER 76

There is research that shows that the most suitable temperature range for humans to sleep in is sixteen to twenty degrees. Slightly cold interior surroundings accompanied by a comfortable and warm quilt will result in high quality sleep. You Zhengping didn't know how accurate this was. He only thought that it was quite pleasant to sleep in a room with the air-conditioning at sixteen degrees.

He had been troubled for days by certain things. He had been having trouble sleeping. Today he had finally gotten an explanation. While there was still a long distance to go until he had a full answer, it was already enough. He only needed to know whether the black-cloaked man would harm the Protection Organization. All he needed was a negative answer.

As for the rest, when the black-cloaked man was willing to tell the Protection Organization, then they would discuss it. You Zhengping looked at the time. It was already 2 PM. After eating breakfast made by Yu Hua at seven, he had been pushed into the bedroom to experience the feeling of a lightless world.

Pulling the curtains shut to block out the hateful sun when in a bad mood, pulling the curtains shut to welcome in the joyful darkness when in a good mood—fine, that was very Yu Hua. You Zhengping felt that he understood Yu Hua better and better. He got up, holding his waist, recalling how many years it had been since he had felt weakness there.

When he had been training before he was fully grown, he would always get exhausted from inadequate power. Since his space had developed to the point that it could hold an adult, he hadn't had a sore waist. It seemed that Yu Hua had actually been restraining himself before, You Zhengping thought inwardly.

He felt hungry and went to the table. He saw that Yu Hua had put the food into a heat-preserving box and stuck a note on top of the box: I've gone to work, this is lunch. I hope you can eat it before three.

Three? He was an hour ahead of Yu Hua's estimate. Did that mean that he was stronger than Yu Hua guessed? You Zhengping was pleased. He opened the box and smelled the aroma of meat. Cola chicken, handmade meatballs, Kung Pao chicken, and sweet and sour pineapple pork. Yu Hua really understood him. He knew he liked to eat meat.

The food was still warm. You Zhengping served himself a bowl of perfectly cooked white rice. Top quality rice combined with a suitable amount of water and cooked for the right time, the rice neither soft nor hard, sweet to the taste—You Zhengping could have eaten a whole pot in one sitting.

This was rice. He had made some kind of crap yesterday. While he ate the tasty rice, You Zhengping couldn't help remembering the ham and eggs fried rice that Yu Hua had treated like a treasure at breakfast.

In the morning, when Yu Hua heard that You Zhengping was hungry, he had gone to make pancakes at once. What he gave You Zhengping to eat were beef pancakes with crisp outsides fresh from the pan, while he himself took out yesterday's half-cooked rice and made fried rice with it. You Zhengping had smelled ham and had felt that someone else's meal might be tastier than his own. He had asked Yu Hua for a taste of the fried rice. He hadn't expected Yu Hua to refuse.

This was the first time Yu Hua had refused him on the subject of food. Naturally You Zhengping was unwilling. He seduced Yu Hua into letting him snatch a mouthful of the fried rice. The instant he put it in his mouth, he nearly spat it out.

What kind of rice was this? It was hard. And raw, almost impossible to chew, almost indigestible. It was a total waste of ham sausage and eggs personally cooked by Yu Hua. It was a waste of the bounty of nature.

You Zhengping only then belatedly realized that this was probably the rice he had made yesterday. Last night, Cen Xiao had been in charge of the seafood feast. Cen Xiao had helped him keep an eye on cooking times and watched every step of the process, so nothing major had gone wrong. But cooking rice was too simple. It was the only food item that Cen Xiao hadn't overseen. And that was where something had gone wrong.