Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 418 - 307. The Sense of Ritual in Cohabitation_2

Chapter 418: 307. The Sense of Ritual in Cohabitation_2

If it were any acquaintance, anyone who saw them would have to rub their eyes, afraid they had recognized the wrong person.

"What flavor do you like, do you prefer salty or light?"

"Oh right, I shouldn’t have asked you, our tastes are pretty similar."

"We really are made for each other."

Yongyi muttered to herself, turned her head to open the cabinet, tip-toed to take out the sugar jar, and skillfully scooped it into the oil, pouring in the sliced lean meat.

"..."

She really seemed to know how.

Lu Jincheng’s eyes widened.

This movement, she really knew it!

Most of his attention, besides examining Yongyi’s stir-frying movements, was still focused on her slim and graceful back.

The short-haired girl who had grown up, the curves under the apron blooming with a bit more charm.

As her wrists flew, that thin apron unconsciously shrank up quite a bit.

The scenery near the apron vaguely revealed a lace, trembling slightly on her pale thighs, directly making one’s heart flutter.

His hands didn’t stop moving, and the scent of rolling beef wafted everywhere, causing Lu Jincheng to sniff several times in succession.

What is going on?

Yongyi had secretly learned how to cook?

Just by the smell alone, he decided to abandon the thought of opening his phone and planning a plan B.

What’s the need for takeout?

Regardless of whether it’s good or bad, he must give her face today.

Ten minutes later, all the meals were ready.

Lu Jincheng helped out a few times, and the culinary works were finally complete.

As soon as the rice was out of the pot, he consciously served two bowls of rice, a large and a small, placing them in front of both of them.

Yongyi, still with a few drops of sweat on her temples that she hadn’t wiped off, smilingly took off her apron and came over.

She wiped her hands, sat next to Lu Jincheng, deliberately pulled her chair much closer, lifted one leg over his thigh, and stared straight at him.

"Come on, taste it!"

She wore a proud look, waiting for praise.

"..."

The best debater at the White Horse Cup, the noble and icy beauty, the homey cook washing hands to prepare soup...

So many images slowly merged into one.

Something in his heart seemed to melt; Lu Jincheng leaned in a bit, moved his dry lips, his nose full of savory scents.

He picked up a chopstick, stuffed it into his mouth, and gently squinted his eyes.

"Delicious."

It was truly delicious, not just pretense to save face.

It really was a pleasant surprise.

...

"Baby, did you secretly go to New Oriental for enrichment classes?"

"What are you talking about!"

After eating and drinking, the two naturally cuddled together.

Yongyi leaned on his shoulder and giggled, her voice crisp and pleasant.

"Compared to some things, cooking isn’t that hard, there are so many online tutorials."

She continued.

"But now I understand... why Weibo says it’s best to have a period of living alone in your lifetime."

"Leaving your parents, leaving your roommates, the whole period of living alone."

"Why?"

He inquired.

"Because it seems like only then can you truly understand the essence of life."

"Is that so?"

Looking at those bright, sparkling eyes in front of him, Lu Jincheng suddenly felt a bit dazed.

It turned out the girls around him had all been rapidly growing and improving.

Mou Keyan had gone from campus notable to big-time anchor handling her own in the company.

Guo Minjie had transformed, becoming the head of the student affairs office.

Zhou Sinin, the entrepreneurial couple running a coffee shop as a hobby, had begun steering a chain brand spread throughout Jiang City.

Yongyi’s independent evolution was especially remarkable.

Even Zhong Ruixi, who seemed unchanged, was also happily growing up, enjoying her university campus life.

Lu Jincheng suddenly felt an increased sense of urgency.

It seemed he too had to take big steps forward.

"Of course! Life itself actually has so many trivial aspects..."

Guan Yongyi stretched out her hands and drew a large circle in the air as she continued to describe.

These trivialities are the most exhausting and seem pretentious to bring up.

Living with parents, staying in school dormitories, or living with roommates, often these things are not noticeable.

Because these are not one’s own private space.

It all boils down to endurance; often, many issues are handled by family or roommates.

He had absolutely no idea that this was what life was like.

Starting from finding a house.

The location, orientation, size, layout, price, and commuting time all needed to be personally checked and compared repeatedly.

Selecting furniture and appliances, comparing various prices.

Setting up the internet and choosing a plan.

Buying pots, pans, ladles, and deciding how many and how expensive.

Hangers have to be bought by the dozen, and fully stocking spices turns out to be so heavy and costly.

Socks and clothes tossed aside don’t disappear or clean themselves.

If bed sheets and covers aren’t changed frequently, one really gets eczema; washing and replacing them takes a lot of time and effort.

The house has to be cleaned regularly; otherwise, dust will make breathing uncomfortable.

Slippers must be worn, or one’s feet will get dirty, increasing the frequency of washing the sheets.

After eating, remember to clean the residues from the dishes first in the trash can.

Otherwise, trying to unclog the drain will make one wish for death.

During showers, hair must be immediately cleaned up as it falls; otherwise, the drain will clog to the point of tears.

The toilet must be cleaned regularly; otherwise, it will become unhygienic.

The same goes for the kitchen stovetop, which must be cleaned immediately after use to avoid stickiness and attracting insects.

Clothes need no mention.

Not only must they be organized and space conserved, but they also must be washed separately; otherwise, one will find lint all over them.

Regular checks on the stock of shower gel, toothpaste, and tissues are needed.

Electricity, gas, and water bills must be calculated by oneself, or else discomfort might be realized unexpectedly.

Living alone without supervision, once the day-night schedule flips, one’s physical condition can deteriorate severely, to an unimaginable extent.

All of this takes a tremendous amount of time and energy.

The trivial matters of living alone cannot be solved just once a week; they truly occur and are dealt with continuously every day.

If not managed, it can indeed make one sick and decrease immunity.

All these messy trivialities just barely ensure every basic health aspect of one’s living environment.

Not to mention, after coming home from work or school, one just wants to lie in bed and do nothing.

Who was doing all these things before?

Day and night, these repetitive trivial matters occur relentlessly, with constant reminders to turn off the lights and keep things in their place.

If one hasn’t gone through and endured all of this,

then one will never know that this is what life is like.

Thinking that all one currently possesses requires worrying only about studies, work, and life to proceed smoothly, is mistaken as the entirety of life.

Taking everything one currently possesses for granted.

Regardless of gender, if one doesn’t go through this process, they truly haven’t grown up.

Only those who have experienced living independently won’t be too worn out by real life and won’t take life’s comfort for granted.

Life is truly like this.

While dealing with the trivialities, one must also strive to make money and progress.

Of course, living alone is also the only leisurely and beautiful time in life.

The downside of living alone is becoming so pleased that one does not want it to end.

"But I had no choice, after all, it was I who insisted on moving out; I couldn’t be defeated by a minor difficulty, right?"

Guan Yongyi stuck out her tongue and made a cute face at the man.

"And... when I first started, when I felt the most unaccustomed and tortured, I had Mian Mian."

The short-haired girl clapped, and the ragdoll cat immediately jumped onto the couch, snuggled into her mother’s arms, and purred comfortably.

"Is it Mian Mian or me?"

Lu Jincheng couldn’t help but laugh, understanding the subtext of his lover’s words.

"Every time I see it, I’m reminded of you."

After saying this, Guan Yongyi’s cheeks flushed with a rosy color.