A Snow Biscuit

Chapter 3 Did You Burn Yourself?

Chapter 1 The Rare Guest

The population density in the 18-square-meter studio apartment had never exceeded one person, but now, a rare second human being had appeared.

The girl sat properly with both hands on her knees in front of the small table. She lowered her head awkwardly, her feet shaking nervously, as if she were pedaling a sewing machine.

Although he had seen her before, they weren't close, so he rarely had the chance to observe her properly. Now that they were together in the same room, Chen Yuan realized that she was quite the beauty.

The 'small' here wasn't Chen Yuan trying to act mature, deng dua lang (a comical onomatopoeia). She was clearly the same age as him, but she gave off a gentle and endearing feeling, like a girl next door. Her jet-black hair fell to her waist, and her delicate face had flawless, fair skin. Her deep, dark eyes were as profound as the night sky, her appearance perfectly reflecting her personality.

Pure at first glance.

Don't they say the more beautiful you are, the fewer worries you have?

What could have happened to make such a beautiful girl want to commit suicide?

"Wait a moment, the lobster is still steaming."

Holding an ice cube in one hand, Chen Yuan turned on the gas stove and placed the processed lobster on a plate, which he then put into the steamer.

"Let me help."

"No need, I can handle it myself..."

Before Chen Yuan could finish speaking, he turned his head and suddenly found that the girl had flashed to his side. She had put on his Doraemon apron, quite deftly tying her ponytail up with a hair tie, revealing her snow-white, flawless nape.

"There's not much to do, just mixing a sauce..."

"Yes, I can."

Again, without waiting for him to finish, the girl skillfully chopped garlic and chili peppers, then added a practiced ratio of soy sauce, vinegar, oyster sauce, salt, and a touch of sugar to enhance the flavor.

Oh ho, she's a pro.

Chen Yuan didn't bother her anymore and returned to the not-so-clearly-defined living room, which was the small table area next to the bed. He took out the few leftover dishes from yesterday, scrambled eggs with tomato, garlic eggplant, stir-fried carrots with meat, and half a plate of dumplings from the refrigerator, heating them up one by one in the microwave.

Five minutes later, several bowls of leftovers were placed on the small table, leaving the central position for Mr. Boston Lobster.

Let's watch an episode of Cang Yuan Tu.

Taking out his phone, Chen Yuan began the most important pre-meal activity: finding something to watch.

"The lobster is here, be careful it's hot."

Just then, a pair of large oven mitts held the Boston lobster in front of him.

Entering his line of sight was also a pure and beautiful profile.

A strand of hair by her ear slowly fell, and the girl used her slender fingers to lift it and tuck it behind her ear.

"Um..." Seeing Chen Yuan looking at her, the girl tilted her head in confusion, "Is there something on my face?"

The image of my ideal virtuous wife and loving mother.

"Nothing, you sit down, I'll get some drinks."

Chen Yuan got up and took two cans of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator, placing them on the table.

"This... is this pineapple beer?"

"No pineapple, pure beer."

"..." The girl was clearly taken aback by Chen Yuan's behavior of calling beer a drink, and his nonchalant attitude made her couldn't help but weakly ask, "We have class tomorrow, is it okay to drink?"

"This is nothing, some people in our class even have hot pot in the back during evening self-study."

"Does that really happen? Does the homeroom teacher not care..."

"The homeroom teacher is the one who brought the pot."

"Ah?"

The girl typed out a question mark of shock.

"Just kidding, they must be doing it behind the homeroom teacher's back."

So, the hot pot thing is real?

"Eleventh High is a little different from what I imagined..." Xia Xinyu felt that Eleventh High was at least a provincial key school, so the school spirit shouldn't be so lax.

"Every school has lagging classes, the ones before Eleventh High are definitely not like this. As for our class..." At this point, Chen Yuan sighed, "It can only be said that there is also a gap between Eleventh High students."

When Chen Yuan first entered this school, he wasn't too bad, but after all, He Xiang County and Xia Hai City had drastically different levels of education. When he came here, he found that he couldn't keep up at all, and there were so many exams. It was like you had just passed the beginner's tutorial, and they asked you to defeat Meng Lei (damn it, King of Glory!), he was quickly thrown to the back.

Later, Chen Yuan realized that many of his classmates had already learned the knowledge of the second year of high school in junior high school.

He, who wasn't too talented to begin with, was naturally hit with a dimensional reduction, gradually sending himself into the bottom three classes of the school.

And the learning environment in the bottom classes was even worse, and the teachers were also different. He was in a vicious cycle, and his grades dropped from 400th to 900th.

Of course, Chen Yuan wasn't completely shirking responsibility, at least he admitted one thing - his subjective initiative was really poor.

"I see..."

Although Xia Xinyu was sighing verbally, her mind was filled with Pian Pian (a roaming mind).

Eating hot pot in the back row...

The hot pot wax is very convenient, and using a pot to cook things can also be done, but... what about the dipping sauce?

How can you eat without dipping sauce?

"The top students in Fourth High definitely can't imagine it, after all, you are the top two schools in the city, with an average of study monsters." Chen Yuan was puzzled, was his school so bad that she was surprised, even frowning?

Do Fourth High students have such a strong sense of superiority?

"Not really, every school has bad students... Of course, I didn't... mean you."

You even used the honorific 'you'.

"My name is Chen Yuan, you can just call me Chen Yuan."

Chen Yuan planned to make a humorous self-introduction, so he deliberately left a 'no, there's no difference' for her to retort.

"My name is Xia Xinyu... you can just call me Xia Xinyu."

As if taking care of a mentally challenged person, Xia Xinyu quite cooperatively used Chen Yuan's self-introduction template, but she couldn't hide her awkward expression.

Spit out the retort I gave you! Don't act like you're catering to me, or I'll really become a fool!

"Then let's eat, I'm starving to... I can't live anymore."

Thinking that she almost succeeded in committing suicide, Chen Yuan tried his best to avoid the word 'death', lest it remind her of bad things.

Fortunately, her lifespan was still 1, and it hadn't decreased sharply.

However, why is she staring straight at me...

"Chen Yuan, your hand was... burned when you came into my room just now, right?"

Xia Xinyu had actually noticed it a long time ago, but she didn't want to mention the topic just now.

It's embarrassing to fail at suicide.

"It's nothing."

"Let me see."

As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, Xia Xinyu grabbed his hand, then stretched out his palm, looking at the light red area on it: "Wait a moment."

"...Okay, okay."

Xia Xinyu got up and went to the bathroom. After a while, she came out, squeezed a dollop of toothpaste on her fingertips, and evenly smeared it on his burn. After applying it, she lowered her head and gently blew a few breaths on it.

The wind she blew spread the ice-cold sensation of the toothpaste across his wound...

It's really magical, the pain has flown away.

Then, Chen Yuan put the ice cube aside and picked up his chopsticks: "Okay, let's eat, while it's hot."

The Boston lobster in the middle of the plate was steamed red, cut in half from the middle. The plump and delicate white shrimp meat was abundantly hidden in the shrimp shell. The large lobster, weighing more than a pound, also had a large cluster of shrimp roe, like the crab paste of a hairy crab, with a rich aroma.

At this time, Xia Xinyu was very embarrassed, but her heart was also full of anticipation.

Although she had seen Boston lobsters countless times in the supermarket, she could only imagine its deliciousness. This was the first time she had the opportunity to eat it...

"Eat it while it's hot, don't be in a daze."

Chen Yuan used his chopsticks to put half of the lobster in her bowl.

"No, I don't need so much..."

Xia Xinyu quickly waved her hand apologetically to refuse, but then a can of Xuehua beer was handed to her, and Chen Yuan even helped her open the pull tab, and a light white mist rose gently.

Gently tapping her can against his, Chen Yuan raised his canned beer, intending to properly send off this newly made friend.

The 【1】 in front of him didn't move at all.