The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 129 Specially for me?
Occasionally, Nanzhi would think of Lu Shixu's kindness.

For example, the matter of eating.

Nanzhi grew up eating her grandfather's cooking. She has a picky taste and loves to eat.

As for Lu Shixu...he simply has no interest in food.

If humans could develop a nutritional supplement that could maintain basic vital signs by drinking a tube, Lu Shixu would definitely skip all his meals without hesitation and switch to three meals of nutritional supplements a day.

However, because of Nanzhi, he would research different food restaurants in Yanjing as if doing a research project, and take Nanzhi to experience them and give her surprises.

Once, she asked Lu Shixu to go to a newly opened hot pot restaurant near Yanda University.

Nanzhi is from Jiangnan, but her ability to eat spicy food has improved rapidly in the past few years in college, so she ordered a medium-spicy hotpot without hesitation.

Lu Shixu said nothing and just accompanied her to eat.

By the middle of the night, he was tossing and turning in stomach pain and couldn't sleep. Nanzhi was so scared that she rushed him to the emergency room overnight, and he stayed in the hospital for a whole week.

It was then that Nanzhi realized that he had stomach problems and could not eat spicy food at all.

He always does.

……

Memories emerged and Nanzhi was in a trance.

The hand that reached out to support her paused.

Lu Shixu took it back without saying anything.

His big hand tightly clasped Nanzhi's arm, his eyes fixed on her, observing her without moving an inch, the words that he had been brewing for a long time almost burst out of his throat -

Who are you looking at through me?
But in the end, Lu Shixu didn't ask.

He has no position.

Nanzhi came back to her senses because of his strength.

Her tone remained polite:
"How is it, Mr. Lu? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"

As he said this, he looked inside the car again.

Ok?
What about the assistant who is always inseparable from Lu Shixu?
Why is there no one here today?

Lu Shixu understood what she meant:
"I came alone."

After a pause, he said again,

"No need to go to the hospital, I just need to take some time off."

His lips were pale as blood, but he endured the pain and turned to open the car door.

Nanzhi hurriedly called him:
"Wait, you want to drive?"

"I just want to sit for a while."

Perhaps because of his illness, Lu Shixu's coldness and alienation were much weaker, and he even looked a bit pitiful.

Nanzhi is not really a heartless person after all.

After hesitating for two seconds, she said:

"Come in and sit down. I'll pour you a glass of warm water."

Lu Shixu did not refuse.

He still held Nanzhi's hand tightly, and just as he was about to lift his foot -

"Mom, you are too tired, let me do it!"

Nan Yi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stepped between the two people and raised his hand to volunteer.

Nanzhi was surprised at first, then laughed:

"You are too weak."

Southern Italy refuses to admit defeat:
"I can!"

His bright eyes stared straight at Lu Shixu's hand.

Lu Shixu frowned.

When he realized that Nanzhi was trying to break free, he regretfully let go.

"Thank you, I can do it myself."

He moved very slowly.

But we are still moving.

Nanzhi couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stepped forward:
"still me……"

"Uncle, let me help you."

Nan Yi jumped out and stood just in front of Nanzhi.

Anyway, I won’t give Lu Shixu and Nanzhi any chance to contact each other.

After a moment of silence, Lu Shixu said:

"no need."

His pace quickened significantly.

From the back, he hardly looks like someone suffering from stomach problems.

Nanzhi thought that he had relieved a lot.

After following along, I realized that it’s not about relief, but about endurance.

The veins on his neck and the back of his hands bulged, fine beads of sweat wet his hair, his eyelids drooped listlessly, and he almost didn't have the strength to even look at her.

Nanzhi found a chair for him to sit down, then went in and poured a cup of warm water and placed it in front of him. "Drink some."

"Ah."

The sweaty black hair hung down softly, and Lu Shixu looked more and more docile.

He raised his slightly trembling arm, picked up the water glass with difficulty, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Drink with warm water.

Lu Shixu's brows relaxed instantly.

It was as if what he drank was not just ordinary warm water, but a panacea.

Is it that exaggerated?

Nanzhi was very suspicious.

"You sit here for a while."

Nanzhi called Nanyi and went around to the stairs leading to the second floor at the back, and asked him to go upstairs and rest first.

Nan Yi remained stubborn and did not move:
"how about you?"

"I'll go make him some millet porridge."

Before, Nanzhi wouldn’t have cared at all.

It just so happened that she had just heard Sun Xiu mention what happened back then.

The incident at the milk tea shop was almost the fuse that triggered her dissatisfaction with Lu Shixu, and it burned out of control.

Now I know that this was actually a misunderstanding!
In addition to being angry, she also felt a little melancholy. Her feelings towards Lu Shixu became more and more complicated, and she couldn't remain completely indifferent.

This bowl of millet porridge was probably the limit of her expression of goodwill.

Nan Yi pursed his lips.

This little action is exactly the same as Lu Shixu's.

He could sense his mother's mood, and became increasingly dissatisfied with the man.

But he didn't show it, instead he said:
"I'll stay with my mother."

Nanzhi knew that Nanyi couldn't be persuaded if he became stubborn.

I simply nodded and asked him:
"Do you want to eat something?"

Xie Yu was responsible for lunch, and Nanzhi saw that Nan Yi didn’t eat much.

Nan Yi nodded vigorously:
"I eat whatever my mom cooks!"

As they said this, the mother and son just returned to the kitchen door.

Lu Shixu was sitting very close to the kitchen, so he heard these words floating into his ears.

He raised his eyelids with forbearance and looked towards the kitchen without blinking.

I thought: Is she just going to leave him here?
But why should she care?

He is not hers.

And that look just now...

That look filled with memories and complex emotions...

The eyes that were clearly on him, but seemed to pass through and ignore him...

The pain in his stomach was like a dense mass of tiny insects gnawing at him mercilessly, but Lu Shixu didn't feel much because he was used to it.

Instead, it was Nanzhi’s actions just now that made him upset.

A thick shadow rolled in his eyes like a vicious beast.

He tried his best to endure.

The physical pain and mental torture are constantly wrestling with each other.

He lost his sense of time. It seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like just a blink of an eye.

The scent of rice penetrated into his nostrils, instantly soothing his internal organs.

His body was like a tamed beast encountering ropes that bound it.

He didn't want to resist or struggle.

All the mania and malice disappeared.

Then he lowered his head obediently, leaving his fragile neck exposed to her...

"What's this?"

Through the white mist of millet porridge, Lu Shixu saw Nanzhi's eyes.

Nanzhi: "Aren't you talking about stomachache? Millet porridge nourishes the stomach."

Of course Lu Shixu knew.

He was just wondering why Nanzhi gave him millet porridge.

She clearly didn't want to pay attention to him a few days ago.

"Is this cooked specially for me?"

"If you don't want it, forget it..."

"I want!"

Lu Shixu spoke in a firm tone.