Gu Shaoting couldn't calm down for a long time. He sat quietly on the sofa. He just wanted to see when Shu Pan would come back?
At about eight o'clock, when his patience was about to run out, the door lock was opened, and he saw Shu Pan coming in with a bag on his back.
He settled on the sofa.
When Shu Pan walked in, he thought no one was home.
The lights in the living room were not turned on, only a small lamp next to the sofa was on, emitting a dim light, and the whole room was silent.
Shu Pan was startled when he saw the figure on the sofa.
She saw Gu Shaoting sitting on the sofa, with a gloomy face, sitting there motionless.
Shu Pan broke the silence, "Have you had dinner?"
Gu Shaoting's expression darkened in an instant. He looked at her with obvious displeasure on his face, and his tone of voice was cold, as if he was trying to restrain something.
"Do you still remember if I have eaten? What's the matter? You had a great time chatting with your friends, right?" Gu Shaoting's words were yin and yang.
Shu Pan didn't want to pay attention to him, and walked across the living room to go back to the room to put away his things.
At this moment, Gu Shaoting's cold voice sounded again, "Apart from these, don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Shu Pan was stunned for a moment and found it incredible that she had nothing to say to him.
"No, what did you say?" Shu Pan shook his head.
Gu Shaoting felt like he was going to explode. Why didn't people treat him as the same thing?
Gu Shaoting's face became even darker, like the black sky in June.
He pursed his lips and had no intention of speaking, but the look he looked at her became a little deeper.
When Shu Pan saw that he didn't respond, she quickly walked toward the bedroom.
She hadn't taken a few steps when Gu Shaoting suddenly grabbed her wrist. She stiffened and subconsciously turned around to meet Gu Shaoting's resentful eyes.
"What's wrong?" Shu Pan felt that he was acting a little strange tonight.
"I'm starving to death, I want to eat noodles." Gu Shaoting's tone was still very stiff, feeling that he was spineless. He originally wanted to intimidate her with his anger, but he ignored her.
There was nothing he could do, he was really hungry and dizzy, so he had to fill his stomach first and then settle the score with her.
"Oh, wait a moment, I'll put the bag away and cook it for you." Shu Pan suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, feeling that he had gone too far.
Gu Shaoting felt better now, and Shu Pan packed up and started cooking noodles for him.
Gu Shaoting leaned against the door and cooked noodles for him, watching Shu Pan clean the pot neatly, then add the noodles after the water boiled, and finally fried a poached egg for him.
The movements were completed in one go, which made Gu Shaoting feel warm in his heart.
Shu Pan put the cooked noodles on the dining table, and Gu Shaoting looked like he was having a big meal and enjoying himself.
Maybe it doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not, it mainly depends on who cooks it.
"It's done, eat slowly." Shu Pan's cooked noodles are fragrant and smooth.
Gu Shaoting ate the noodles with big mouthfuls, feeling that the gap in his heart was being filled.
Gu Shaoting held the bowl, drank the last mouthful of soup, and burped with satisfaction.
Finally, full of energy, Gu Shaoting asked Shu Pan again, "Who are you going to have dinner with?"
"You don't know him." Shu Pan felt there was no need to tell him so much:
"Maybe I've seen it before?" Gu Shaoting still didn't give up.
"It's a friend I haven't seen for a long time."
"It seems that you guys had a great time chatting. You came back so late after eating." Gu Shaoting's tone was sour.