ASTNovels Chapter 144
Chapter 144
The next morning, when Xia Shi woke up, he saw busy figures in the open kitchen.
Wearing a light-colored shirt, gray trousers, and an apron tied around his waist, Xia Shi couldn't help but be surprised by the look of the man cooking porridge.
She had never seen Lu Nanchen cook.
I only knew from Ruan Xingchen's mouth that he could cook and even cooked it for Ruan Xingchen himself.
Lu Nanchen heard footsteps upstairs and looked up.
"Are you awake? Come and drink porridge." As he spoke, he filled two bowls of porridge and placed them on the dining table.
Xia Shi didn't notice that there was a pot of ruined porridge piled in the sink.
Lu Nanchen's slender and beautiful fingers were even burned red.
He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Not to mention cooking, he can't even wash dishes. He is a waste in life. He learned this porridge temporarily from the Internet.
Lu Nanchen looked at his burned hands and thought, cooking is not difficult...
He didn't know why he got up early in the morning to cook porridge on a whim, maybe because he felt a little guilty for saying something he shouldn't have said last night.
Xia Shi came to the restaurant and saw the seafood and fish porridge in the bowl. He was stunned for a while and did not move the spoon.
Lu Nanchen thought it was because he didn't cook well, so he pulled up his chair and sat down, and took a bite first. It was ordinary and edible.
"If you don't want to eat it, you can throw it away." After he said that, he drank the porridge, but his eyes remained on Xia Shi's face.
Xia Shi picked up the spoon, scooped out a spoonful of porridge, and murmured, "This is the first time someone has made seafood porridge for me."
Lu Nanchen didn't realize the profound meaning of her words.
"eat more."
Xia Shi took a bite and then asked him: "We have known each other for about 17 years, right?"
How could Lu Nanchen remember such a thing.
"Well, more than ten years."
Xia Shi fed the porridge into his mouth one bite at a time and said quietly, "...I'm so stupid."
Lu Nanchen heard: "What did you say?"
"I said it was delicious."
"Every time you cook fish, it's my first time to try it," Lu Nan said solemnly.
Xia Shi ate a whole bowl of porridge.
"Are you full? If not, I'll serve it to you." Lu Nanchen stood up and was about to serve the porridge, but received no response from Xia Shi.
He looked at her again and found that her neck and hands were red.
"What's going on?" His eyes tightened.
"I'm allergic to seafood."
Xia Shi looked at him and said softly.
The two have known each other for 17 years and been married for more than three years, but he didn't even know.
There was a bang in Lu Nanchen's head, and he hurriedly picked her up in the car and rushed to the hospital.
On the way, he was furious: "Are you crazy? Don't you know if you have allergies?"
"I told you, maybe you forgot."
It's not like Xia Shi didn't tell him.
At that time, she was still in high school and went to the Lu family's old house to spend the holidays together.
Lu Nanchen saw that she was not full at the table, so he secretly took her to eat delicious food.
She told him at that time that she couldn't eat seafood because she would be allergic.
Xia Shi remembered it very clearly. He said at that time: "I wrote it down and I will never forget it in the future."
But Lu Nanchen couldn't remember that she said she couldn't eat seafood.
He only remembered that every time he went home, Xia Shi would prepare seafood-related dishes for him.
Of course he thought she also liked to eat.
Xia Shi seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said, "I used to make fish for you, not because I like it, but because you like it."
Lu Nanchen's heart became even more depressed.
The road to the hospital seemed to be getting longer.
"You don't have to be like this." After a while, Lu Nan said calmly.
Only then did Xia realize that what he had sacrificed in the past was rewarded with this sentence: There was no need for this.
I used to be so stupid.
"I know it now and I will never do it again."
I will never be nice to someone who doesn’t love me again.