Please Don't Eat Me

Chapter 13

Di Xiaoshu stared at Ling She. His face was a myriad of expressions—what was he going to do???

He didn’t want to miss out on his dream rice.

However, it seemed that once he said yes to the congee he would be saying yes to a few more things along the way….

“What’s wrong, Xiaoshu? Haven’t you wanted it for a long time?”

Ling She pushed, not able to stand his silence any longer.

Meanwhile he took out the last ace up his sleeves and got out that bag of rice from the bedside!!

“……”

QvQ Who in this world would have rice in the bedroom!

Di Xiaoshu fell for his Venus in the end after seeing her before his eyes.

“O-okay.”

In that moment, Ling She could almost see the raised hackles nicely lying back down. He patted his head with a smile.

“Alright then, you get some more sleep. Good boy….”

Di Xiaoshu snuggled back under the blankets, not forgetting to remind Ling She.

“Remember to use purified water, ‘kay?”

“Mmkay!”

Di Xiaoshu woke up after two more hours of beauty sleep.

He hadn’t eaten last night so his stomach was growling. After he washed up and sat down at the table, he was drooling from seeing the gorgeous congee.

Ling She brought out two sets of utensils from the kitchen and held one set out to him.

His hand stopped midway.

“You’re not mad at me anymore, right, Xiaoshu?~”

Di Xiaoshu glanced at him, then at the congee.

“Nope.”

That’s why they say ‘after the dinner comes the reckoning.’ So Di Xiaoshu fell into Ling She’s trap under his temptation.

However you looked at it, Di Xiaoshu was a softie. He wasn’t too good at getting mad nor was he too good at staying mad.

Since Ling She managed to extinguish his flames of fury that day, Di Xiaoshu hadn’t been able to light them again.

But he didn’t believe what Ling She had said…that he liked him. How was that even possible?He was a Mauzhertz. He was not only soft, but also quite a few levels down from Ling She in the aesthetics department.

He didn’t have the height or the muscles.

But Ling She, his looks and body didn’t even need any more praise and he looked like a character from the first glance, not to mention he was very kind and nice and polite….

Di Xiaoshu often lay in bed these days thinking about Ling She.

He had always thought that he was afraid of Ling She, or even hated him a bit, but all he could come up with were good things.

Then, since Ling She was that good, he definitely wouldn’t like him, a useless mouse.

The reason why Ling She would say that…was probably because they lived so close so it’d be easy to get him to cook a meal or two, along with doing some other chores..

“I’m a guy anyway…I’ve got nothing to lose….”

Plus, thinking back to that night, he felt that it wasn’t all that bad.
The more he thought the harder it was for him to fall asleep.To think that an optimist like him would have insomnia T_T.

Di Xiaoshu was sitting at Ling She’s dining table with a corn on the cob in hand.

Ling She had bought it for him from KFC on the way back home. Because he knew he liked it.

Di Xiaoshu was working hard on it when Ling She suddenly said,

“I’m moving, Xiaoshu.”

“…mmnn.”

He couldn’t say anything with his mouth stuffed with sweet, juicy corn.
Ling She looked a bit nervous as he went on explaining.

“This place…was only supposed to be a transition for me after getting transferred. Now my work says they’ve found a permanent
apartment…so….”

Di Xiaoshu thought to himself: Sounds about right. Ling She doesn’t fit in here at all. Even his car looks like it doesn’t belong to the parking lot. Of course he won’t be here for long….

So, all this stuff is about to come to an end right? That’s good though. I wouldn’t have to…make dinners for two, though it’s easier to cook for two….

I wouldn’t have to…bake cookies for him, though it’s pretty fun for me….
I wouldn’t have to…get dragged to bed by him, though…it feels pretty good….

I wouldn’t have to think about whether he likes me or not…but….He stared at the table, nibbling on the corn a bit at a time, not saying a word.

But his long-time favourite, shiny, buttery, juicy, sweet corn on the cob from KFC didn’t taste so good anymore.

Ling She quietly watched as Di Xiaoshu’s ears drooped down sadly and then reached over to pat his head.

He smiled as he finally asked what he had wanted to ask.

“I wanna ask you, Xiaoshu. Do you want to move in with me?”

Di Xiaoshu felt like someone blew life into his dying flames again. He had never thought he would feel so happy about “moving into a snake den.”

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