Volume 4: Spacetime Singularity Chapter 34: Cooking Porridge
When Ning Yu'an stood up from the chair, the ripples in the air caused by the solar wind had gradually dissipated, and the clear sky turned back into a large piece of transparent jelly, which was the summer weather color that could be seen everywhere.
The air was no longer hot as evening approached, but Fang Cheng's body was still soaked with sweat.
After all, it's still very hot to get close to someone in the summer.
"Hey, weren't you yelling about going home just now? Why are you daydreaming again now?"
Her voice was still very clear against the accompaniment of the sound of the distant sea waves, but it was difficult for Fang Cheng to read the emotions in it. This situation had rarely occurred before.
"…Aren't you angry?"
"Why are you angry? Because you pinched me twice?"
Huh? You were discovered the first time you did it?
"I'm not angry anymore. I'm just a little disappointed in you. But does it matter?"
The tone of her words coupled with her eyes made Fang Cheng feel as if his throat was choked for a moment.
"I promise I will never do this without your permission again..."
No, that was the wrong thing to say. You can’t say that.
It's over.
"What kind of thing do you think I would allow...what do you think of me?"
The tone of the second half of this sentence was noticeably higher, and the pronunciation began to tremble.
Fang Cheng stared at his childhood sweetheart in front of him with a bit of horror, recalling how he had handled this situation before. From childhood to adulthood, the two of them had so many physical contacts that he couldn't even count them.
If elementary school and lower middle school students didn't have the concept of awakening gender, and this kind of touching could only be considered playing around, then after entering high school it could be considered as real harassment. However, Ning Yu'an had almost never really gotten angry with him because of these things, at most she would pretend to tell his parents, but it could be judged that she had never really told them once.
After all, once it was said, it would definitely give Fang Cheng an unforgettable experience of being beaten.
"Tell me, what do you think of me?"
After being brought back to reality by these words, Fang Cheng shifted his gaze from the ground back to Ning Yu'an's face. He could clearly see that her eyes were slightly red and her lips were trembling slightly.
He didn't dare to answer rashly, because he absolutely couldn't make a wrong answer this time.
The two men looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, and Fang Cheng was the first to look away.
“…”
"Oh, forget it, let's go home."
"Then... do you still need me to carry you?"
"Don't touch me."
The distance from the beach to the compound where they lived was very close, only separated by a wide road. However, when they arrived, the gate of the compound was tightly closed, so they could only climb over the side to get in.
This was the umpteenth time they had climbed over the wall, and Fang Cheng remembered clearly where there were bricks or high platforms behind them so they could just jump down.
The air-raid basement in this compound is not very complete, so at this moment everyone has moved into the air-raid shelter on the mountain. The originally bustling boulevard and fitness equipment square have become empty, with only groups of wild cats rummaging through the trash cans.
The sunlight penetrated through the layers of leaves and covered the narrow two-lane road. This was the only way for Fang Cheng and Ning Yu'an to go home after school.
When I was in elementary school, this road was a rough cement road, but now it has become a smooth black asphalt road with a yellow dotted line in the middle.
There seemed to be no damage anywhere as far as the eye could see, as if the monster had never been here at all. Everything looked like a normal summer afternoon, lazy and a little boring.
The two walked back and forth under the shade of the tree for two or three minutes without saying a word until they arrived at the tube building.
The iron door of the small building was not closed. After stepping into the stairwell, a chill mixed with a faint smell of mold hit Fang Cheng in the face, making him much more sober.
Anyway, I still have to apologize to her first.
The small windows in the corridor, the chipped wooden handrails, the narrow concrete stairs, everything is so familiar and reassuring.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but have an illusion that the two of them had just gone for a walk on the beach after dinner as usual, and were now just strolling home slowly.
"Hey, aren't you coming to my house?"
"I'm going back to my own house."
Okay, maybe she will come to me herself when she is no longer angry.
Fang Cheng took out the spare key hidden under the door mat and opened the door without much effort.
The furnishings in the room were exactly the same as before he left for school after the New Year, except that the old clothes that were draped over the back of the sofa had all disappeared, probably taken away by his parents.
At the moment , Ning Yu'an's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Hey, wait a minute."
"…Do you want to come in?"
“…I didn’t bring my house key.”
Ning Yu'an walked to the sofa and sat down naturally. She had been to this place countless times before and had never regarded this place as someone else's home.
As soon as she sat down, a fat little cat jumped out from the inner room, turned around in the living room, and then leaped lightly onto her knees.
Apparently they left in a hurry and didn't have time to take Buster with them. Or maybe there was a rule that didn't allow dogs and cats.
Fang Cheng glanced at the cat food bowl in the living room. The mountain of biscuits inside indicated the latter possibility.
"…Are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat?"
"You can cook now if there is water and electricity?"
It is indeed a problem.
"There is still water. My family drinks purified water. The main problem now is that I don't know if there is gas..."
There was still more than half of water left in the big blue bucket of the water dispenser in the corner of the living room, which was obviously enough for cooking.
As Fang Cheng spoke, he stood up and walked into the kitchen. He turned on the gas and pressed the knob. After two crackling sounds, a faint blue flame emerged from the stove.
It seems that the stove at home is battery-powered, so it can still be used even if the power grid has collapsed.
Let's see what's in the fridge.
Wait, the refrigerator is no longer cooling now because there is no electricity, so the food inside should be inedible.
Wait a minute, although it seems like a long time has passed, but in fact it has been less than a day since the monsters attacked the city. Thinking of this, Fang Cheng went out and took a look at the almanac hanging on the door of the living room.
The 19th day of the fourth month in the Gengzi Earth Year
Suitable for: signing a contract, getting married, or getting engaged
That’s right, only one day has passed in this world.
He opened the freezer compartment of the refrigerator and found that the pieces of pork belly inside had not completely thawed yet, so they should still be edible.
"What are you going to do?"
"Let's make some preserved egg and lean meat porridge, it's more nourishing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the word "small world model" suddenly popped into his mind, as if the century egg and lean meat porridge was the culprit of everything.
"Great! I remember the century egg porridge you made was delicious. You made it for me during the summer vacation after I had my wisdom teeth removed during my high school graduation."
"You remember it so clearly. I had forgotten it a long time ago..."
