Chapter 77: Cooking Noodles

  "I'll go back first." Ji Ningning smiled faintly, grasped her school bag tightly and walked forward with big strides.

  Jianyan Qiu suddenly remembered an anime movie, "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time". Inside, there were also three good friends. Suddenly one day, one of them fell in love and their distance grew far. Jianyan Qiu didn't understand why friendship would change like this. During this holiday, he discovered that the activities he used to do with his best friend Yang Chengyu during holidays had all disappeared. After school started, they rarely paid attention to each other and wouldn't go home together. Moreover, he found out that Ji Ningning was inexplicably distant from him. Was this the so-called "you can't have your cake and eat it too"?

  "Ning Ning, how can you walk so fast."

  At this time, Mo Fei also walked behind Cen Yanqiu, looking at the back of Ji Ningning with a deep and meaningful gaze.

  Cen Yanqiu turned around and smiled faintly. "I just wanted to ask her something. She's always in a hurry, don't mind her."

  "You and Ningning are really close." Mo Fei walked to Xun Yanqiu's side and said in a low voice. It was actually strange, before she became Xun Yanqiu's girlfriend, she thought Xun Yanqiu and Ji Ningning were just normal friends. But after becoming his girlfriend, she started to mind all sorts of things. For example, when Xun Yanqiu talked to Ji Ningning, he would talk more than usual. He also often mentioned Ji Ningning in front of her. Every time Xun Yanqiu saw Ji Ningning, he would automatically ignore her... Mo Fei wasn't a girl who usually kept track of things, but she was a girlfriend who did. Probably any girl would mind their boyfriend's female friends, right?

  And every time Mo Fei asked about Ji Ningning, Cen Yanqiu felt a little disgusted in his heart. He thought that Ji Ningning was definitely a special existence in his own heart and couldn't bear others to always ask about her. Moreover, Ji Ningning was right there, not affecting him at all when it came to dating. So he didn't hope that his girlfriend would always ask about his friends, not just Ji Ningning, but also Yang Chengyu and the entire club's friends.

  "Hmm, we've been together since middle school. We've always been very close." Xun Yanqiu's tone was somewhat impatient. Of course, he didn't know that girls were sensitive. He didn't know that his impatient tone had a different meaning to Mo Fei.

  Mo Fei didn't say anything else, she just slightly lowered her head. At this time, she didn't even have a reason to be jealous, nor did she have any basis for being jealous. Cen Yanqiu and Ji Ningning had been together since middle school, which was why they were so close. So what if Mo Fei wasn't in the same class as him in middle school? Many times, Mo Fei felt like an outsider, her boyfriend's relationship with other girls was better than his relationship with her, yet she didn't have any reason to be capricious or make a fuss.

  Mori raised his head and looked at the fork in the road ahead, saying: "Different roads now."

  The intersection ahead. Cen Yanqiu and Mo Fei's homes are not on the same road. This is also the first time Cen Yanqiu and Mo Fei have walked home together after school. Because they just got together at the end of last semester. Cen Yanqiu only knew this now. It turns out that they can only walk together for a short distance from school, and then go their separate ways home.

  When walking alone, one can walk relatively fast and ignore everything else, taking big strides forward and arriving home in no time. However, when two people walk together, it's different. They either talk or pay attention to the difference in their pace, which makes them walk slower. They tend to be more leisurely. But at this age, they shouldn't be so leisurely.

  Just got back home, Qin Yanqiu felt lonely again. Because there was no one at home. There was only a note: Qin, Mom went to see Grandma. You solve the lunch by yourself. There is food in the fridge. If you can, cook it yourself. If you're too lazy, there are noodles in the kitchen. Cook a bowl of noodles for yourself. Your dad is on a business trip and won't be back for dinner. Don't wait for him.

  Cen Yanqiu crumpled up the note and threw it into the trash can. He tossed his backpack onto the sofa and headed to the kitchen. He thought he needed instant noodles, something quick and easy. But there was no such thing in the house. Occasionally having noodles was really not an easy task. Because his mom was a thorough perfectionist homemaker who wouldn't let her family eat that kind of junk food. At this moment, Cen Yanqiu especially wanted to mock himself. Because later on, he would definitely be eating instant noodles frequently.

  Cen Yan Qiu didn't understand why his mom wouldn't send him text messages, but instead left notes for him. If his mom sent him a text message, he definitely wouldn't go home and would just eat something outside before going to school. Did his mom really want him to obediently return home every day after school? Didn't she know that being alone in a big house was very depressing?

  Cen Yanqiu lit a fire and decided to cook himself a good bowl of noodles. From now on, he might have to do everything by himself, so he wanted to learn well.

  Watching the water in the pot slowly boiling, Xun Yanqiu suddenly thought of Ji Ningning. He remembered that day when he told Ji Ningning about his family matters. Although Ji Ningning didn't say anything, he felt relieved and not so depressed anymore. Thinking about it, he let go of his worries.

  Cen Yan Qiu had just put the noodles in the pot when he heard the sound of someone opening the door. He turned around, walked out of the kitchen and saw that his father was back.

  Many years ago, Cen Yanqiu remembered that he admired his father very much. Every time, no matter what he did, as long as his father was there, he felt very secure and full of positive energy. But now his father is right in front of him, but he doesn't want to see him at all. Sometimes he would rather be alone.

  "Your mom is not here." Cheng Yanqiu's father, Cheng Heyan, looked at his son who was staring at him but didn't say a word. He had to speak first.

  Cen Yan Qiu paused for a moment, unsure of what to say because he was too lazy to speak. "Uh-huh."

  He responded with a "yes" and then turned around and walked back into the kitchen.

  Cen He Yan couldn't help it. He thought his son was just going through a rebellious phase. He put down the briefcase in his hand and walked into the kitchen, only to find that his son was cooking noodles.

  "You just cook this." Xun He Yan frowned and asked.

  Cen Yan Qiu shrugged and said: "If not, what to eat? If you hire a nanny, maybe I don't have to eat noodles."

  "What are you talking about?" Cheng Heyan listened to his son's words and got angry.

  Of course. Cen Yanqiu didn't want to quarrel with his father either, so he stopped talking and focused on cooking noodles. He also didn't ask if his father had eaten or not, because he knew he must have already eaten. Every time, he just came back for a short while before going out again.