When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

The next day.

When Shen Shutang got up and walked out of the room, he smelled a strong fragrance.

Junior?

Fu Chuan was wearing an apron and was frying poached eggs. When he saw Shen Shutang walking over, he smiled slightly: Senior, you're awake. You can have breakfast later.

Junior, you got up so early? Well...

Shen Shutang looked at Fu Chuan wearing a pink Hello Kitty apron, and always felt a bit inconsistent, especially Fu Chuan's height of 1.88 meters and the strong physique of a young man. It was really quite cute... It made Shen Shutang If you want to laugh, you have to hold it in.

I'm used to it. I saw eggs in the refrigerator and these kitchen utensils that haven't been used much. I thought I wouldn't waste them and just make some breakfast. As for this apron... did Senior Sister Yu buy it?

Yes, Ying'er likes Hello Kitty, but she didn't cook a few times after buying it. The other times, the eggs were either burnt or the kitchen almost exploded.

...Is Senior Sister Yu's cooking skills that exaggerated?

Shen Shutang nodded vigorously: It's outrageous!

As he spoke, Fu Chuan had already prepared poached eggs, paired with fresh vegetables and slices of bread, and made a simple version of a sandwich: Senior, are you lactose intolerant?

Some people tend to have diarrhea after drinking milk, so Fu Chuan asked first just in case.

Won't.

OK.

Sandwiches and milk are more than enough for breakfast.

Fu Chuan took off his apron, sat opposite Shen Shutang, and looked at Shen Shutang expectantly: Senior, have a try.

Okay~

Shen Shutang took a bite of the sandwich and his eyes shone slightly: Junior, do you want to hear an exaggerated compliment or a simpler one?

Fu Chuan understood Shen Shutang's desire to write novels and coughed lightly: Ahem! Just compromise!

“The eggs are fried just right, coated with a layer of butter, and combined with the sweet and sour vegetables and tomatoes and the texture of the bread, it’s very nice!”

Shen Shutang finished the sandwich as he spoke and took a few sips of milk.

The white liquid stained Shen Shutang's lips. He stretched out his pink tongue and swirled it around, licking it clean like a kitten.

As long as senior sister likes it...

The corner of Fu Chuan's mouth curled up.

Seeing Shen Shutang satisfied, Fu Chuan was happy.

Junior, do you have much time to prepare breakfast?

Well... it's not complicated, just simple. After all, it's my senior year in high school.

Fu Chuan wouldn't even know how to cook if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to make Shen Shutang happy. Even if he just made a sandwich, it would still be a waste of time. It would be better to buy a bun near the school. After being trained in the academy, Fu Chuan can sit down and sit down at a banquet if he has time.

Watching Fu Chuan eating the sandwich slowly, Shen Shutang held the side of his face with one hand and slightly hooked the corners of his lips: Junior, let's make a deal, how about it?

Huh? What?

You prepare an extra breakfast for me from now on, and I'll pay the six hundred yuan for your rent.

Ah? That's not possible! Senior sister, I can do it for you for free!

Fu Chuan shook his head quickly.

According to the current price, a freshly made sandwich can be sold for as fast as 15 outside. Especially junior fellow student, you make it so delicious. You have to waste the time of your senior year. I am already making a lot of money at 20 yuan a day. Just listen to me. , unless you don’t want to cook it for me, then I have nothing to say.”

Shen Shutang crossed his arms across his chest and puffed up his cheeks angrily. This gesture looked really cute. Fu Chuan rubbed the back of his head helplessly: Senior sister, when you go home, don't you always have breakfast at home?

Well... I haven't had breakfast at home for a long time.

Shen Shutang's voice was very soft and the ups and downs could not be heard clearly.

Fu Chuan cursed secretly that he deserved to die.

Wrong thing to say again!

In order to make up for his mistake, Fu Chuan had to change his words: Okay, senior sister, then I will take care of your breakfast during your senior year!

Then it's up to you, junior~ I will come here in advance to have breakfast together no matter what happens. If anything happens, I will inform you in advance.

good.

Be good, touch your head(,,´•ω•)ノ(´っω•｀.)

Shen Shutang leaned across the table and touched Fu Chuan's head.

I wonder if it’s Fu Chuan’s illusion...

From Shen Shutang's eyes, we can see that in addition to happy emotions, there is also...

gratitude.

After coming out of the apartment and walking into the elevator, Shen Shutang pulled his schoolbag and suddenly said: Junior, I didn't lie to you just now. It's really been a long time since I had breakfast at home.

Ah...well, I believe what my senior says.

The reason why I insist on coming to school even though I got the recommended place is to have an excuse to leave home. As long as I don't stay at home, it can be anywhere, school, cafe, square... I can't not go back often, but I don't want to go back. reason.

This was the first time Shen Shutang told Fu Chuan about her.

At this moment, Fu Chuan had a strange feeling.

Just like Naruto and Sasuke in Naruto.

They recognized each other when they were young and felt reassured by each other's presence.

Because they are the same kind of people, they unconsciously care about each other and stay close to each other.

They are soul mates that transcend all nouns and no one can separate them.

Only each other can stand by each other, recognize each other, understand each other, and support each other for warmth.

Otherwise, how could Naruto have chased Sasuke for more than seven hundred episodes?

That was the youth of countless boys and girls.

Senior sister, I may understand how you feel...

Fu Chuan spoke softly.

Is his sadness the same as Shen Shutang's?

Just like Naruto and Sasuke.

The elevator just arrived.

The moment the door opened, a ray of sunlight came in. Shen Shutang turned his head, his eyebrows were in high spirits, and his smile was like pieces of peach blossoms, which burned Fu Chuan's eyes.

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I know, so I've been thinking...it's really great to meet my senior.

It's great that I chose my junior as my comic adaptation artist.

It's really great to have the courage to become friends with my juniors.

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Extra gifts are given as promised~