Collection 2

Chapter 5

Just as he was thinking this, there was a rustling sound of stampeding on the grass beside him. Lu Yinghuai turned around and saw that it was Ning Yu.

The long-sleeved blue and white school uniform was still a bit hot in early autumn. Ning Yu's face was a little red, and his forehead was slightly sweaty from walking. Only his eyes were still like the evening stars in the dusk horizon, unblinking. Staring at Lu Yinghuai.

The sleeves of his school uniform were rolled up at some point, revealing his smooth, white and smooth forearms. He held a light green box in his arms and asked with a crooked eyebrow: "Lu Yinghuai, do you want to eat cookies? I'll make them myself. of."

biscuit? Aren't they all gone?

School bully Lu maintained his character unhappily, "I don't like it, I don't want to eat it, I'm not interested."

"...Is that so?"

Ning Yu lowered his eyes in despair, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, like the wings of a butterfly hanging down. He unconsciously ran over the withered grass and pebbles on the ground with his toes, and his tone revealed disappointment and imperceptible grievance: "I left some for you. If you don't like it, then I'll share it with everyone."

After Ning Yu finished speaking, he was about to leave, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone. He turned around in surprise and saw Lu Yinghuai frowning in annoyance.

It was rare that he didn't feel awkward. He paused for two seconds and said bluntly: "No."

After saying that, he pushed his lunch box towards Ning Yu and said in a slightly softer tone, "... I will share my lunch with you, but don't give the biscuits to others."

In the end, the two of them shared lunch and cookies together.

Lu Yinghuai's bento tasted very good, with exquisite dishes and rich aroma. Ning Yu praised it several times.

The cold school bully looked calm: "It's just normal, I made it casually."

Ning Yu:? !

He probably didn't expect Lu Yinghuai to have such... the skills of a good husband and a good father, so he confirmed it, "Did you do it yourself?"

Lu Yinghuai, who was under suspicion, looked at him dissatisfied and said, "Yes."

Lu Yinghuai actually knew how to cook very early, learning from his mother.

When Lu's mother's illness became more and more serious, she began to worry that her son would not be able to eat her mother's cooking in the future, so she taught Lu Yinghuai all the cooking steps and habits.

Then one day, Lu Yinghuai was finally able to make a dish that tasted exactly the same as hers. Mother Lu held back her tears and told him with a smile, "From now on, when mom is gone, eat more when you are sad, just as if mom is with you." "

Lu Yinghuai thought, Ning Yu is accompanying me now.

He looked at the food in front of him. Every dish was familiar and tasted exactly the same as what his mother cooked. However, he always felt that something was missing when he ate before.

It wasn't until he had dinner with Ning Yu today that he realized that what he lacked was the warm and secure feeling he had when he was a child, which could make him forget his troubles.

Just like this moment.

When going back in the evening, Ning Yu, as the squad leader, had to walk at the end of the team to make sure there were no classmates left behind, so Lu Yinghuai followed him slowly and not far or near.