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As soon as these words left his mouth, Zheng Yu regretted it. He wanted to know why Chen Jing was so devoted to Jiang Yuandong, but he was also afraid to hear Chen Jing confess his deep love.
Obviously, this question also made Chen Jing uncomfortable. Just when Zheng Yu thought he wouldn't say anything, Chen Jing slowly spoke, "I've liked him for a long time, I don't remember when it started."
Chen Jing's bangs are very long, he lowers his head, making it hard to see his expression, rubbing his own palm, where there is a shallow scar.
Zheng Yu met Chen Jing because of Jiang Yuandong. When he first saw Chen Jing, Chen Jing already liked Jiang Yuandong. He always thought that Chen Jing started liking Jiang Yuandong in college, but suddenly he felt that this time seemed to be earlier than he knew.
After this little episode, Chen Jing no longer felt like visiting, so she quickly tidied up and heard her grandfather calling her to eat.
"Don't be picky, there's not much at home, but Xiaoyu likes to eat tomato and egg noodles." For the elderly, when guests come to the house, they must make a meal no matter what. This is the hospitality of their older generation.
"Thank you, grandpa." Chen Jing took a bite, but slightly furrowed her brows.
"What's wrong? Aren't you hungry?" Grandpa's cooked noodles, Zheng Yu has eaten countless times, there shouldn't be a problem.
"There's sugar in it."
"Don't you eat things with sugar?" Zheng Yu likes sweet food, so adding sugar to tomato and egg noodles is the most normal thing for him.
Chen Jing obviously doesn't think so, "How can you put sugar in tomato and egg noodles?"
He felt sick just by eating it.
"Is it delicious?" Grandpa looked at him kindly.
Chen Jing still swallowed it down despite feeling nauseous. "It's delicious."
"That's good, if you like it, eat more."
Chen Jing could only force himself to eat noodles, and Zheng Yu felt a little sorry seeing him like this, "If you don't like it, then don't eat it."
"I can't always accept Grandpa's kindness." In the end, Chen Jing finished all the noodles.
Zheng Yu couldn't understand his behavior at all. "Do you like to make yourself suffer like this?"
Chen Jing was taken aback, "I just don't want to see my grandpa upset."
"Don't want grandpa to be upset? Aren't you upset yourself?"
Chen Jing didn't know how to refute for a moment, "But I've always been like this, don't you praise me?"
Chen Jing's parents divorced when he was very young, and he followed his mother to remarry. Later, his mother had another daughter.
Everything at home revolves around my younger sister. At first, he resisted, but all he got was a sigh from Mom, asking why he couldn't be more understanding. He didn't want to upset Mom, so he tried to please her and give in to his sister. This way, Mom would pat his face and say, "Our Jing is the most understanding."
He has always been like this, and no one has ever asked him why he has to suffer.
Zheng Yu gritted his teeth and said, "What's there to praise about you? Go to the kitchen now and tell my grandfather that you don't like sweet food, so don't put sugar in dinner."
"I...am I being too much trouble? After all, it's my grandfather's habit to cook." Chen Jing hesitated.
"What trouble? Do you want to be disgusted by dinner too?" Zheng Yu didn't understand what he was struggling with. It's clearly a simple matter. Will he be a little nicer to himself?
"But..."
"The third wish." Zheng Yu extended three fingers, stating it unequivocally.
Chen Jing pursed her lips. "Okay."
Chen Jing went to the kitchen, where her grandfather was washing fruit. "Grandpa?"
" Jing, what's wrong?"
"Can we not add sugar to dinner? I don't really like sweet food."
Grandpa was stunned for a moment, then slapped his head in regret, "It's all my fault, I forgot to ask you and just made it according to Xiaoyu's taste. Don't mind it, I won't add sugar later."
Seeing Grandpa's reaction, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, as if a stone that had been weighing on her heart for many years had suddenly been lifted.
Chen Jing smiled as if a great burden had been lifted, "Grandpa, what are you washing? Let me help you."
"Peaches. The ones on the tree at home have grown too high, so I'll pick a few. In previous years, Xiaoyu would help me pick them," Grandpa said with a hint of disappointment.
It seems that everything reminds Grandpa of Zheng Yu. Chen Jing can't imagine how sad Grandpa would be if he knew Zheng Yu was gone.
"Grandpa, let me help you pick peaches," Chen Jing suggested with a smile.
"Okay, I'll take you there right away," the old man said with a smile.
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