Chapter 207: Selfish Resentment

Lin Dongxue lay on the bed, staring at her laptop. She had no idea what was playing on the TV drama; her mind was filled with resentment.

Every time the topic of moving came up, his response was always “I wish you success.” Even if he made a half-hearted attempt to persuade her to stay, it would have cheered her up a bit.

I don’t understand what’s going on in his head!

Outside the bedroom door, Tao Yuanyuan and Chen Shi were talking. Tao Yuanyuan said, “My friend messaged me, asking if I wanted to go to her place to hang out.”

“Go ahead, having more friends isn’t easy!”

“She’s an idiot! You don’t mind if I hang out with her?”

“Studying is all fake; friends are real. More than ten years later, will you remember what you’ve studied? But you’ll remember clearly the times spent with friends… Here’s some pocket money!”

“I’m off then!”

“Okay, come back later.”

Lin Dongxue muttered quietly, “Hmph, such a carefree guy!”

She glanced at the TV series again, when suddenly Chen Shi shouted from outside, “Dongxue, Help!”

Lin Dongxue quickly slipped on her slippers and ran out. It turned out Chen Shi was frying meatballs in the kitchen, his hands covered in minced meat, and the oil in the pan was sizzling.

“Hurry up and turn down the heat. I overestimated my speed in making meatballs,” Chen Shi said.

Lin Dongxue felt like laughing. She reduced the heat, and Chen Shi breathed a sigh of relief, leisurely rolling a meatball, coating it with breadcrumbs, and tossing it into the oil, where it sizzled.

“You really love cooking, huh? Frying stuff at home on a Sunday?” Lin Dongxue asked.

“It’s rare to find shepherd’s purse. Making shepherd’s purse meatballs, I can eat them for many days… Smell it. Is it fragrant?” Chen Shi held out his hand.

“Go away, don’t get near my nose.”

“Then don’t eat later.”

“If I don’t eat, I don’t eat. I’m going to look for a house today and move out tomorrow!” Lin Dongxue said stubbornly, thinking if he says ‘I wish you success’ again, I’ll leave immediately.

“Help me roll some meatballs?” Chen Shi suggested.

“No, I’m leaving!”

“Long An is so big, do you know where to look? Finish rolling the meatballs quickly, I’ll drive you to a reliable agency.”

Lin Dongxue muttered a low “hmph,” washed her hands, and Chen Shi taught her how to roll meatballs. “You have to turn it in your palm, into a ping-pong ball-sized ball, then coat it with breadcrumbs to shape it.”

Lin Dongxue thought rolling a meatball was easy, but the minced meat just wouldn’t listen in her palm, getting flatter the more she rolled. Chen Shi had already put three or four meatballs in the pan while hers hadn’t taken shape yet.

“Don’t use so much force, it’s not Play-Doh!” Chen Shi took her hand and taught her step by step. Finally, an irregular meatball was formed.

Being held by Chen Shi’s big hand made Lin Dongxue blush. She looked up at him, still earnestly explaining, “Yours is too big, you can’t control the oil temperature well. Use three fingers to pinch a little minced meat at a time… Your hands are small, so use four fingers.”

Lin Dongxue reached out and dabbed his nose. Chen Shi lifted his head, looking helpless, which made Lin Dongxue laugh.

“Mischievous!” Chen Shi also reached out and dabbed her nose.

“Don’t mess with me!” Lin Dongxue grabbed a handful.

“Don’t, this is hard to wash!” Chen Shi begged for mercy.

The oil in the pan sizzled, startling Lin Dongxue. She quickly jumped aside, and Chen Shi said, “Hurry up and finish. The meatballs are getting overcooked.”

“You’re all about making meatballs!” Lin Dongxue muttered.

Finally, they made a big plate of meatballs. Chen Shi picked one up with chopsticks and handed it to Lin Dongxue’s mouth. “Try it, you made it.”

Lin Dongxue tucked her hair behind her ear and tasted it. “Delicious! Fragrant and refreshing, not greasy at all.”

“Let it cool here, put it in the fridge when it’s cold. I’ll accompany you out.”

Sitting in the car, Chen Shi actually marked a real estate agency on the navigation. Lin Dongxue felt disappointed. They drove in silence, Lin Dongxue gazing at the scenery outside. Suddenly, a grilled fish restaurant appeared in her line of sight, and the car stopped here.

Lin Dongxue looked at Chen Shi in surprise, and he said, “It’s lunchtime. Let’s eat first!”

“I’m only resting today. I’ll move in the afternoon and clean up at night.”

“No rush, aren’t you fond of this?”

“Who said I love this! Grilled fish is only my second favorite. What I love most is spicy hot pot!”

Chen Shi spread his hands, pretending to take notes. “Alright, I’ve noted it down. Let’s go eat hot pot.”

“Alright alright, stop running, let’s go to this place!”

However, the grilled fish restaurant was packed, and they had to wait a long time even after taking a number. Lin Dongxue said, “We can go to a fast food restaurant. It’s been a while since I had that.”

“Today is your last day at my place. Of course, we should have a good meal.”

“It’s okay, we’ll have chances to meet in the future,” Lin Dongxue said, feeling a slight pang of disappointment.

They found a fast food restaurant and ordered two meals. Chen Shi had cola, hamburger, and fries, while Lin Dongxue had red tea, hamburger, and vegetable salad, opting for something lighter.

Chen Shi tasted a French fry and praised, “Fried perfectly. Try it.”

He handed it over, and Lin Dongxue took it without thinking. After eating, she felt embarrassed; there was another couple doing the same nearby. Wouldn’t others think they were…

Lin Dongxue lowered her head and silently ate from her plate, her mind wandering, and she lost her appetite halfway through.

At that moment, a young monk walked over, making a Buddhist gesture with one hand. “Miss, are you done eating?”

“Uh!” Lin Dongxue felt a bit embarrassed. “Not yet!”

“Sorry to bother you.”

The young monk went to another table, not looking as downtrodden as other beggars. He seemed calm, making the gesture over the leftovers and starting to eat the leftover fries and corn kernels from the customers.

Lin Dongxue kept staring at the young monk. “Do you think he’s real or fake? How come he’s begging in a fast food restaurant? It’s really strange.”

“Maybe he doesn’t care about that!”