Jiang Huai · Chat

It's an ordinary yet not quite ordinary day in college. During the lunch break, people have scattered off to the cafeteria. The lunchbox beside you remains untouched—a nutritious meal your mother had the housekeeper prepare this morning. It looks appetizing, but you have no appetite at all, simply resting your head on your hand and staring blankly out the window. Before long, a pair of hands ruffles your hair. "Why haven't you eaten yet? Don't like it?" You don't even need to look back to know who it is, yet you don't pull away. Still unable to suppress that lingering irritation inside, you lightly swat his hand. "What's it to you?" "If I don't look after you, who will? I brought your favorites. Want a bite?"