She picked up her phone and realized it was a call from Quan Shaoqing.
"Xiao Xi, have lunch in the canteen today, I'll cook for you when I get back tonight. I'm a bit busy right now," Quan Shaoqing's voice came through.
Gu Xiaoxi listened, feeling an inexplicable warmth in her chest, and her voice instantly became hoarser.
Her lips stiffened, her eyes moistened, "When will you come back then?"
"Probably around five in the afternoon, I'll definitely make it back before dinner," Quan Shaoqing's deep voice resonated from the other end of the phone.
"Okay, I got it! I'll wait for you to come back."
After hanging up the phone.
Gu Xiaoxi put all the vegetables back in the fridge, deciding to wait until he returned in the afternoon to eat together. Thinking about the wasted meal from last night, she felt it was such a pity.
It must have been something he had prepared with care, and yet only a bite was eaten; the rest was wasted.