"You need a spoon for this!" He handed the spoon to me.
I swallowed, took the spoon, and thought, I'll die! It's rare for President Lu to cook in person, so I have to give him some face! So - I opened my mouth and stuffed it in with my eyes closed!
"How is it? Does it taste good?" He stared at me nervously and eagerly.
"Okay, it's delicious, really." I nodded mechanically.
This sentence is half true and half false. Although the appearance is very poor, it is not as unpalatable as imagined, but it is too salty! There is too much salt.
"Let me try it." He wanted to take the spoon in my hand, but I quickly moved it away.
"It's better to leave such delicious food to me!" I raised the corners of my mouth, pretending to smile.
I don't want to disappoint him. If he knows that the food he cooks is so salty, it will be difficult for him. This will be a blow to him! It is his first time to cook, and I hope he will be happy.
"Is it really delicious? Then eat more!" He smiled proudly and brought the whole plate in front of me, as if he wanted to watch me eat it with my own eyes.
Oops, you're a bitch, now you've done something wrong!
I took a deep breath, and seeing the look of anticipation on his face, I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I ate one bite after another.
In fact, after eating a few more mouthfuls, I got used to it and didn't feel so salty anymore, but suddenly my stomach was churning -
"Ugh!" I stood up suddenly and rushed to the wash basin to vomit.
"What's wrong with you?" He, who had always been calm, became anxious and patted my back, not knowing what to do. "I, I'll call an ambulance..."
I quickly grabbed him: "Don't-"
Just vomited, no need to call an ambulance!
"The food I cook is so unpalatable, you shouldn't force yourself." There was a hint of disappointment in his voice, and he caressed my face distressedly, with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.
"It doesn't taste bad, it's just...a little salty -" Before I could finish my words, I vomited again.
I didn’t know what was going on. I vomited several times. He felt very distressed and insisted on taking me to see a doctor. I refused and shook my head and said, "I may have eaten too much in the past few days. Let me
Get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."
He saw that I didn't want to, so he didn't force me.
That night, he held me in his arms like a treasure, and I just nestled in his arms and fell into a peaceful sleep. In that sleep, I slept very, very deeply...
How nice it would be if he treated me so tenderly every day. I hope this kind of life can continue. Just keep it going...
I began to feel that he liked me in his heart, but when I had this thought, a person who shouldn't have appeared appeared.