C9

Chapter IX

In the morning, Lu Feng smelled the fragrance of the fried eggs and was awoken by the gluttony in his stomach.

He opened his eyes in a daze. His vision was still blurry, and then a blurry, slender figure from the kitchen came into view. He could hear the sizzling sound of fried egg oil and the fragrance of fried egg in the air.

Lu Feng's stomach rumbled in hunger. Only now did he remember that he had not eaten anything in the past two days.

He sat up from the sofa and suddenly realized that he had been covered by the blanket. He froze for a moment, and then, the egg's fragrance became even stronger, causing Lu Feng's stomach to growl even more.

Looking out from the window, it was no longer snowing, and Shen Zechen who was wearing a light green sweater was standing in front of the stove with his back facing Lu Feng, frying eggs.

For a moment, Lu Feng couldn't think straight. After a long while, he finally remembered what happened last night.

"You're awake?"

Shen Zechen turned around with the plate in his hand and raised his head slightly, looking at Lu Feng.

"Yes."

Shen Zechen's gaze swept over them, and Lu Feng immediately dropped his leg from the sofa.

"Go wash up first. I've already bought a toothbrush and a towel for you. It's in the bathroom. The blue one is yours."

Shen Zechen placed the fried eggs on the table, then turned and returned to the kitchen to carry the porridge.

"Oh, thank you."

Lu Feng walked into the bathroom and looked at the light blue toothbrush, gargling cup and towel on the sink. Then, he raised his head and looked at the neatly arranged white toothbrush, gargling cup and towel. He could not help but clear his throat and scratch the tip of his nose.

When Lu Feng walked out of the bathroom, he was bending over and placing the chopsticks on the table.

On the dining table were two pairs of chopsticks, steaming hot white porridge and two fragrant fried eggs.

Lu Feng swallowed his saliva as his stomach moaned in frustration.

"Sit down and eat breakfast."

Shen Zechen smiled at Lu Feng and sat down on a chair, then said.

Lu Feng nodded, and walked over, and looked at the sumptuous breakfast place where he had yet to sit.

"What is it? "Unpalatable?"

Shen Zechen paused, looked at Lu Feng who was standing by the side of the table, and asked.

"No, it's just that I haven't had such a hot breakfast in a long time."

Realizing what was going on, Lu Feng pulled out a chair and sat down. He picked up the soup and gently stirred the white porridge in the bowl.

Shen Zechen stopped moving and looked at Lu Feng in front of him.

Lu Feng scooped up a spoonful of steaming hot white porridge and placed it into his mouth, and picked up another fried egg. It was clearly the most ordinary breakfast, yet Lu Feng seemed to have eaten some kind of delicacy, and praised continuously, "Ugh … Shen Zechen, I never thought that your culinary skills were so good. I had always thought that besides studying, you could do nothing else. "

"Before?"

Shen Zechen slightly tightened his grip on the soup.

"Yeah, like when we were in high school."

Lu Feng was engrossed with his food and nodded his head.

Shen Zechen did not say anything else, he lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls of the porridge, then put down the soup, "I still have to go back to the police station, I'll come back earlier tonight to accompany you to the hospital to take a look at your wounds."

"My injury?"

Lu Feng looked down at his own arm, then laughed, "It's fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Even if it doesn't hurt, we have to go."

Shen Zechen did not give Lu Feng the chance to reject his request. He pulled up the jacket that was placed on the chair, and glanced at the refrigerator from the corner of his eyes: "If you're hungry, there's still food in the fridge. You can make do with it first."

Finished, Shen Zechen changed into his jacket and left.

Lu Feng stood in place, and only after a long while did he react. He put down the soup and frowned, unable to comprehend, "Sigh, no, why must I listen to him?"

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