I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 2 Sleep Well
The light bulb in the kitchen seemed to be out of contact, flickering on and off, so Su Chengyi used the light to investigate the remaining food at home.

The refrigerator compartment was empty, and there were a few packages of quick-frozen dumplings in the freezer. Su Chengyi picked them up and took a look at the production date. It was already half a year ago.

There was a whole box of instant noodles and a whole box of mineral water in the locker.

Su Chengyi sighed and closed the refrigerator door.

He put the two eggs given by Granny Xu on the stove, ready to cook some noodles.

When he was 12 years old, his parents divorced, and within a short period of time, they formed new families.

Both parties wanted to bring him into the new family, but he resisted the feeling of needing to be forcibly integrated.

Although they are biological parents, they already have a newborn child.

He always felt like an outsider in such an environment.

You can only know what it feels like to live under someone else's roof.

He just wanted to escape far away, so he chose to live alone in the old house very early.

Fortunately, the school he attended was strictly managed, with students starting early and finishing school late.

He basically eats three meals a day in the school cafeteria. When he needs to eat at home, he eats instant noodles.

Su Chengyi has no talent for cooking and really has no interest in learning.

Even the simplest frying of eggs was something he only learned slowly after working.

Heat oil in a pan, beat the eggs with one hand, and skillfully fry two golden soft-boiled eggs.

As soon as the water was boiled and ready to go, the cell phone rang in the living room.

Su Chengyi wiped his hands, followed the sound in a circle, and found the mobile phone that had been thrown in between the gaps in the sofa.

It’s an iPhone 5s given by my father, the latest model currently available.

After the divorce, one of the ways the clumsy old father compensated Su Chengyi was to give away these expensive electronic products.

When he first started using it, he felt that the screen was too small to adapt to.

The caller ID is "Mom".

Su Chengyi was also very resistant to answering the phone. Just hearing the phone ringing would make her a little anxious.

He stared at the screen and took a deep breath before pressing the answer button.

"Touch, Ertong."

The sound of noisy people and the collision of mahjong came.

The mother on the other side of the receiver hadn't realized that Su Chengyi actually answered the phone for the first time, still immersed in the world of mahjong.

"What kind of luck are you having today? The cards are getting worse every time!"

"Sister Wang, don't you want to fight? No, why should the loser leave before he opens his mouth? Keep fighting..."

It sounded like she had finished the round, and then Su Chengyi shouted:
"Mother."

The other party replied quickly as if he had just woken up from a dream:

"Hey! Xiaoyi!"

The originally slightly resentful tone after losing the card suddenly became gentle and graceful.

"Mom didn't notice you answered the phone, I'm sorry.

Sister Wang, I won’t fight anymore. I’ll talk to my son and say goodbye. "

The other party seemed to leave the mahjong table quickly and go to a quiet place.

"Xiaoyi is out of school? It's already past nine o'clock now. Have you eaten yet?

Is the pocket money enough?Why don't you accept the red envelope that mom sent you? You should keep it. "

Su Chengyi hadn't answered yet, so she continued to herself:
"Your head teacher sent me a message today, explaining that your parents are required to attend the [-]-day swearing-in ceremony for the College Entrance Examination tomorrow."

"If you don't have time, you don't have to force it."

Su Chengyi said calmly, he really didn't have any mood swings.

In this kind of parent-child activities, his parents are absent too many times, and he has long been used to it.

Unexpectedly, the other party retorted excitedly:
"Are you kidding? How can mom not go to such an important thing?

Don't worry, I've made room. "

This unexpected development made Su Chengyi stunned for a moment.

If he remembers correctly, he attended the swearing-in ceremony alone in his previous life.

“Well, also, your dad also said he wanted to go.

He should drive to pick you up tomorrow morning. Remember to reply to his WeChat message and set a time. Don't forget it. "

"Okay." Su Chengyi agreed.

After the matter was explained, the two people on both sides of the receiver fell silent.

Seeing that he was about to fall into an awkward conversation, Su Chengyi's habit of embarrassing others was about to happen again.

He quickly excused himself that the water was boiling and hung up the phone.

The water has actually boiled and is making a gurgling sound.

Su Chengyi threw the noodles into the boiling water, stirred the noodles with chopsticks in one hand, and picked up the phone with the other hand to open WeChat. Several unread messages popped up at once.

The first one is from the old father. Even though he has a new family, his profile picture is still the photo of Su Chengyi when he was a child.

In the photo, he is wearing a funny tiger hat, but his face is serious and sullen, giving him a contrasting sense of humor.

"Son, I'll pick you up downstairs at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. What would you like to eat?"

Su Chengyi thought for a moment and replied:
"Xiaolongbao."

The other party quickly responded with an "OK" emoji and quickly added a smiley face.

Su Chengyi also smiled and clicked on the second message, which was actually from Chu Qingmian.

Her avatar is a lop-eared rabbit, which seems to be the mascot from a recently popular anime.

The note he gave to Chu Qingmian was "Second Class Monitor."

"Is the milk good?"

It comes with an expectant expression with starry eyes.

Su Chengyi glanced at the unopened strawberry milk next to her with a guilty conscience, then quickly put the straw in and took a sip.

So sweet, so throaty.

He frowned. Dessert was always the food he resisted the most.

But looking at the star-eyed emoticon, he hesitated and replied against his will:

"is acceptable."

The other party didn't reply, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the news came from the class group, most of which were about the specific arrangements for tomorrow's swearing-in meeting.

The student representative speech at the swearing-in ceremony was originally arranged for No. 1 Su Chengyi from the last mock exam, but he decisively refused.

So this glorious task was handed over to Chu Qingmian, the second best person on the ranking list.

The squad leader probably complained about this and used his privilege to assign Su Chengyi the job of serving tea and water to her.

Bringing the cooked noodles to the table, Su Chengyi took a big bite of the soft-boiled egg covered in soup, regardless of how hot it was.

The taste is very good, with runny egg yolk and tender egg white wrapped in oily aroma.

Maybe I’m not completely lacking in talent when it comes to cooking?

After eating and drinking, Su Chengyi washed the dishes, mopped the floor, took a shower, washed clothes, and did a thorough cleaning.

Due to obsessive-compulsive disorder, he always had the illusion that this room had been abandoned for ten years.

After gathering everything, he looked around.

Simple mahogany furniture and a few simple electrical appliances.

On the wall are posters of Roberto Baggio wearing an Italian national team jersey and David Beckham in a Manchester United jersey, in contrasting red and blue.

Although this old room has a sense of age, he has kept it very clean and tidy, which gives him a sense of accomplishment.

As he lay contentedly on the bed and prepared to sleep, his cell phone rang several times in a row, which was a bombardment of messages from Chu Qingmian.

"It's okay! This is my favorite milk!"

"I just went to take a shower."

"I'll bring you another box tomorrow."

"It's all your fault for being a deserter. I have to give a speech. I'm so nervous that I can't sleep."

Su Chengyi was a little confused about which one to reply to, and the last thing he sent was:

"Sorry, have a good sleep."

The other party's name column hovered between "Second Class Monitor" and "The other party is typing" many times.

The last thing that appeared was a "good night" emoticon, a rabbit holding the moon.

This probably means ending the chat.

Su Chengyi did not reply, exited the WeChat interface, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)