Ganlu stood aside and was enjoying herself, watching Li Ziting after him until his back disappeared from her sight, then she turned around and jumped away.
Delivering meals every day...it's so heartwarming!
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Ganlu is a good classmate whose grades have skyrocketed after hard work. This is enough to make her not stupid. She is stupid because she cannot untie the knot in her head in front of Li Ziting.
She knew that delivering food would not go smoothly.
On the first day, she specially bought a lot of fresh vegetables and cooked what she thought was a hearty lunch. At noon, she ran to the student cafeteria and heated it up before sending it to S High School.
Li Ziting poured his lunch into the trash can in front of her and said coldly, "I don't like onions."
Ganlu said very shamelessly on the side, "Okay, I won't put onions next time."
The next day, she began to spend a lot of time making lunch again, and served it to Li Ziting first when she was hungry.
Li Ziting repeated his actions from the first day and coldly threw all his lunch into the trash can.
"I don't like garlic."
These are his original words.
"Okay, I won't add garlic next time." Ganlu showed a big smile, without the slightest hint of defeat.
The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...every day.
Every day he picks up one more picky eater.
Her hard work will turn into a pile of garbage every day, but she still goes to S High to report every day happily.
Li Ziting looked at her more and more weirdly.
Until one day, Li Ziting paused while pouring the lunch, and Ganlu actually stood aside and asked with a smile, "What don't you like to eat today?"
Li Ziting's hand trembled, and even the lunch box fell into the trash can.
"Gan Xiaolu, what's your face?" Li Ziting's voice had a coldness that didn't match his youth.
Ganlu poked her baby-fat face with her finger, "My parents made it."
"...You have no self-esteem?"
"Yes." But not for you. Ganlu added silently in her heart.
Li Ziting stood there, looking at her condescendingly. After a while, he turned and left, leaving a cold sentence, "Continue tomorrow."
…
What to continue?
Just keep throwing it away.
Ganlu understood the meaning behind his words, so she didn't feel particularly depressed.
There is a saying that says, blow, you get used to it, tears.
…
But when she actually brought the new lunch in front of him, Li Ziting started eating for the first time, and started eating her cooking for the first time.
At the gymnasium of S High School, while he was sitting there elegantly scooping a spoonful of rice into his mouth and chewing it, Ganlu's heart was in his throat, almost jumping out of his chest.
Her hands were sweaty from pinching them.
He didn't criticize her cooking skills, nor did he praise her, but he ate all the food very seriously, not even leaving a grain of rice behind, and ate it cleanly.
Seeing this, Ganlu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled triumphantly while leaning on the horizontal bar, "What I made is delicious, right?"
Li Ziting glanced at her coldly, handed the lunch box back to her hand, left a cool "Continue tomorrow" and left.
"Do you want noodles? I'll make braised pork noodles for you tomorrow, okay?!"
Ganlu leaned on the horizontal bar and shouted.
Li Ziting didn't say anything, and just walked away indifferently, with a particularly cold look on his back, stepping on the sunshine.
Light.
Li Ziting was the light she had hoped for... Ganlu stood aside and was happy alone, watching Li Ziting after him until his back disappeared from her sight, then she turned around and left with a jump.
Delivering meals every day...it's so heartwarming!
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Ganlu is a good classmate whose grades have skyrocketed after hard work. This is enough to make her not stupid. She is stupid because she cannot untie the knot in her head in front of Li Ziting.
She knew that delivering food would not go smoothly.
On the first day, she specially bought a lot of fresh vegetables and cooked what she thought was a hearty lunch. At noon, she ran to the student cafeteria and heated it up before sending it to S High School.
Li Ziting poured his lunch into the trash can in front of her and said coldly, "I don't like onions."
Ganlu said very shamelessly on the side, "Okay, I won't put onions next time."
The next day, she began to spend a lot of time making lunch again, and served it to Li Ziting first when she was hungry.
Li Ziting repeated his actions from the first day and coldly threw all his lunch into the trash can.
"I don't like garlic."
These are his original words.
"Okay, I won't add garlic next time." Ganlu showed a big smile, without the slightest hint of defeat.
The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...every day.
Every day he picks up one more picky eater.
Her hard work will turn into a pile of garbage every day, but she still goes to S High to report every day happily.
Li Ziting looked at her more and more weirdly.
Until one day, Li Ziting paused while pouring the lunch, and Ganlu actually stood aside and asked with a smile, "What don't you like to eat today?"
Li Ziting's hand trembled, and even the lunch box fell into the trash can.
"Gan Xiaolu, what's your face?" Li Ziting's voice had a coldness that didn't match his youth.
Ganlu poked her baby-fat face with her finger, "My parents made it."
"...You have no self-esteem?"
"Yes." But not for you. Ganlu added silently in her heart.
Li Ziting stood there, looking at her condescendingly. After a while, he turned and left, leaving a cold sentence, "Continue tomorrow."
…
What to continue?
Just keep throwing it away.
Ganlu understood the meaning behind his words, so she didn't feel particularly depressed.
There is a saying that says, blow, you get used to it, tears.
…
But when she actually brought the new lunch in front of him, Li Ziting started eating for the first time, and started eating her cooking for the first time.
At the gymnasium of S High School, while he was sitting there elegantly scooping a spoonful of rice into his mouth and chewing it, Ganlu's heart was in his throat, almost jumping out of his chest.
Her hands were sweaty from pinching them.
He didn't criticize her cooking skills, nor did he praise her, but he ate all the food very seriously, not even leaving a grain of rice behind, and ate it cleanly.
Seeing this, Ganlu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled triumphantly while leaning on the horizontal bar, "What I made is delicious, right?"
Li Ziting glanced at her coldly, handed the lunch box back to her hand, left a cool "Continue tomorrow" and left.
"Do you want noodles? I'll make braised pork noodles for you tomorrow, okay?!"
Ganlu leaned on the horizontal bar and shouted.
Li Ziting didn't say anything, and just walked away indifferently, with a particularly cold look on his back, stepping on the sunshine.