Deep Flow

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The curtains in the guest room do not block out the light completely. When the sunlight shines in, Jiang Shiheng yawned sleepily. She took out her phone and glanced at it, realizing that it was still early for work.

The sound of the blender in the kitchen could be heard. Jiang Shiheng closed her eyes and imagined Luan He wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen. It was a strange experience.

Not only because of Luan He's celebrity status, but in fact, even in this supposedly more tolerant and open era, many people still assume that women should be the ones responsible for household chores. This viewpoint also includes Jiang Shiheng's mother, and the mother and daughter often argue about these matters.

Therefore, Jiang's mother attributed her daughter's failed blind dates to her being too dominant and not understanding how to empathize with men. She would say that Jiang Shiheng was like a rooster ready to fight, always wanting to be more powerful than the man and suppress him.

Jiang Shiheng has always been competitive since she was young. She had no intention of defending herself, reflecting on her actions, or following the path of being considerate and taking care of the family. So, after a failed blind date, the mother and daughter had a heated argument. Jiang's mother cried and pointed at her forehead, scolding her, "With your attitude, you'll never get married in your lifetime!"

"If I don't get married, then I won't. I'm not living my life just to get married." That day, Jiang Shiheng was also angry and slammed the door as she left.

She had indeed prepared herself to grow old alone. There are so many interesting things in the world, so why should she force herself and be hard on herself? She and Qu Li planned to move into a nursing home together when they got older, or maybe they would live together in the countryside. There are many paths to Rome, and she would always find a way to live her own life.

However, perhaps fate is predetermined. Jiang Shiheng never expected that one day she would meet someone like Luan He.

"You're awake." Luan He had just poured two glasses of apple juice into glass cups when he looked up and saw Jiang Shiheng staring at him. He didn't know how long she had been standing there.

She seemed like she hadn't fully woken up, with her hair casually tied to one side and wearing a gray cotton pajama. The thin fabric was wrinkled from sleeping.

"Morning," Luan He smiled.

"Morning," Jiang Shiheng replied with a sleepy voice.

Luan He magically brought out toast and bacon and eggs from the kitchen. His eyes sparkled as he looked at Jiang Shiheng, his face filled with excitement as if it said: "Reward me for my efforts."

"I don't know what you usually eat, so I made something simple today," he stood by the dining table, the apron on his body accentuating his waist even though he was standing casually. It was as if he was posing for a fashion photoshoot.

On this gentle morning with the sun shining, the man diligently cooking, the harmonious scene seemed perfect for something to happen. Jiang Shiheng walked straight towards Luan He, her eyes fixed on his face. Luan He was taken aback and instinctively took a step back, leaning against the dining table.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Jiang Shiheng as she reached out her hand towards him, her gaze so focused.

What will happen, Luan He couldn't help but hold his breath.

Warm fingertips brushed across the corner of his mouth, lightly grazing his chin. Jiang Shiheng smiled and asked, "Did you sneak something to eat?"

"Huh?" Luan He suddenly felt embarrassed. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stammered, "I, I tried to toast bread for the first time, but I burnt it and ended up eating it myself."

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