Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

Lin Minjia also knows what he is working so hard for. He knows that he must not be addicted, he must be sober.

Song Zhiran can see that Lin Minjia is really tired and doesn't urge him. He just looks at Lin Minjia and feels sad. Maybe at that moment, it seems that the world stops. Song Zhiran looks at Lin Minjia's sleeping face and suddenly feels that he is so shameful. Maybe people are all like this. How much can be clean? As long as at that moment, he still keeps the last simplicity, Maybe it's stable. People are always cramped on the road, as if they can't be misunderstood. They are always pushed. It's clear how much they want and how much they don't want. But song Zhiran thinks that what is really suitable for Lin Minjia must be himself, and he must be better than Wu Qingluo, Wu Qingluo can't help Lin Minjia with anything, but he is not. Lin Minjia wants a career, and he can definitely help him. Only he can set off Lin Minjia's identity and status. Wu Qingluo is just a jade from a small family. He is not from a big family at all. He and Lin Minjia are not matched. Love may be regardless of everything, but marriage, It is necessary to be well matched. Perhaps many powerful marriages are not unreasonable. There are always some reasons for political marriage.

Lin Minjia is still in a dream, as if she can't walk out, or she doesn't want to walk out of such a dream at all.

It's almost dinner time, and the sky is almost dark. Song Zhiran knows that Lin Minjia must have come here hungry, so he goes to prepare some food by himself. He's no longer a person in the kitchen. Instead, he's in a hurry, as if he can't make up his mind. But here's his belief. He just wants Lin Minjia to be happy, I just want to be nice to Lin Minjia. Maybe love is really moving. Maybe, who can make it clear? Together, is the need for many aspects of reconciliation, love may be a small part, want to be dependent on each other is the eternal truth, since ancient times, how many people, because of love together, this is only a small part, the praise of love, but also because of the separation and appear sad, appear precious, appear so compassionate. Song Zhiran thought about it. He felt that there might be hope for many things if he worked hard, but it would be useless if he didn't fight for them. With this belief, song Zhiran seemed to be happy.

There isn't much food in the fridge. Usually, it's handled by his aunt. Most of the time, song Zhiran just spent in a high-end restaurant. Sometimes he went to a dance and ate western buffet. When he came back, his aunt helped to cook some snacks. It's estimated that it's more difficult to prepare a similar dinner for Lin Minjia. But song Zhiran didn't want to give up. He was able to handle all the big things. Couldn't he manage the kitchen by himself? Song Zhiran thinks that if he really wants to live with Lin Minjia in the future, after he gets married, he must not be a strong woman. He must retreat to Lin Minjia's back, give birth to his children, and run his family industriously and frugally. Then he must learn these little things about cooking instead of relying on his aunt for everything. Yes, In the future, you can invite your aunt at home, and you can go to a restaurant if you have nothing to do. But the taste of home must be created by yourself. There is no doubt about this. Song Zhiran takes a look at Lin Minjia's face in deep sleep, so he turns back and starts his career as a chef.

In this refrigerator, there are only some eggs and luncheon meat. There are noodles in the cupboard above. There is no instant noodles at home. These aunts never give song Zhiran anything to eat. Since they have invited their aunts, they can't eat anything without nutrition. Song Zhiran always thinks that, but now he finds that nothing is more convenient than instant noodles, It seems that the name is really right, and it's really convenient. At this moment, song Zhiran felt that he must put some instant noodles at home in the future, and it's OK to have an emergency.

Let's cook a noodle first. Song Zhiran thought it was good from the beginning. After all, there are not many ingredients, and there's no time to go downstairs to buy it. The supermarket is so far away, even if it's driving, it's not necessarily in time. The convenience store under the building is just some dry food, which Lin Minjia will despise.

Song Zhiran boiled the water. While boiling the water, he started the frying pan. He wanted to fry the luncheon meat and get two poached eggs. Anyway, he had seen his aunt cook these. Song Zhiran felt that he had never seen a pig run. Had he not eaten the pork yet? It should not be very difficult to see my aunt do these things with ease. As a college student like myself, can I still have the ability to learn and explore?

However, the original thing is not so simple, all this seems simple, to do, it is not so easy.

On weekdays, when Auntie beats an egg, it's a complete egg, with protein and yolk, which can be easily distinguished. But in Song Zhiran's hands, the eggs seem to be disobedient. One by one, they seem to be angry and disobedient. When they get to the bowl, they seem to die together with song Zhiran without the eggshell, Actually, none of them is complete, one by one with a broken body. The protein and yolk have been mixed together, and they can't tell each other. Song Zhiran was a little discouraged, but he didn't want to give up.

It's hard to make an egg here. The water in the pot on the other side is boiling. The thumping lid is pushed by steam. It seems to remind song Zhiran that the water is boiling and the water is boiling. Such a situation makes song Zhiran feel in a hurry.

If you can't make eggs, you'd better make lunch meat first. It should be better. Song Zhiran lifted the lid of the pot. She didn't want to make a mess of everything. She was still in a hurry. She felt that it was too late for anything. She really wanted to be a Nezha with three heads and six arms at this time? Only in this way can he be busy. At this time, song Zhiran doesn't have any distractions in his mind. He just wants to integrate these eggs, noodles, lunch meat together. He can get along well in a bowl and wake up. Song Zhiran really wants to say to them, come to the bowl. This is very funny.

Song Zhiran also suddenly understood why there was a slogan "kitchen is important, no admittance to idle people". This is really an important place. Without some technology, it's really best not to enter the kitchen. This is not to say that it can't help, but it's good if it doesn't help.

Now how song Zhiran hopes that his aunt will be at his side and guide him. But now Song Zhiran's state is that he should not cry every day. He can't make a huge noise. After all, Lin Minjia is still sleeping on the sofa not far away. He really can't make any noise. I'm afraid he will wake Lin Minjia up accidentally.

Song Zhiran suddenly wants to cry. He works so hard and is so humble. Is it worth it? Is love so unhappy? I have persisted for so many years, in order to get Lin Minjia, but does Lin Minjia really love herself? This love, from the beginning, is so unequal, song Zhiran from the beginning, lost so thoroughly, there is no room for maneuver, I don't know whether it is worth it or not, but at this moment, song Zhiran has a kind of want to leave feeling, like can't forget, this oneself stick to today, for Lin Minjia, he really know? If Lin Minjia knew, would he be so indifferent to himself? In the end, song Zhiran couldn't compare with Wu Qingluo.

Suddenly wake up, song Zhiran saw his reality, but even if it is to do something, also can't have the mentality of giving up halfway, this has spent so much thought, this is almost a little bit, why not work hard? Song Zhiran felt that his idea just now was totally undesirable. After sorting out his thoughts, song Zhiran suddenly became a woman soldier standing up from the weakness of squatting down. He felt like a woman with the same wind and fighting like a man.

If the egg is not finished, it's better to cut the lunch meat first. The problem of knife work is the same as manual work? Song Zhiran still felt that he couldn't even make a kitchen knife, so he picked up the knife and was ready to cut. I think, what can this little thing count? If you don't get this done, you will not be surnamed song. It's like writing your name upside down. Isn't it just a piece of meat? Can you cut yourself out? Song Zhiran didn't believe that he would not be able to do it.