Jiang Jingming was helping Sang Yu with the ingredients in the kitchen.
He was pulling the vegetable stems with great force, as if the stems were someone.
His face was full of, I'm not happy.
Waiting for Sang Yu to ask him, but she had no intention of speaking up.
When he turned his head, he saw Sang Yu happily preparing the ingredients.
He had been sulking there for a long time, and she hadn't noticed at all.
His movements became more exaggerated until they made enough noise to attract Sang Yu's attention.
Sang Yu was drawn by the sound of Jiang Jingming picking vegetables, though it sounded more like a bomb defusal.
Unknown vegetables: Please speak up for me!!!
"What's wrong with you?"
She finally asked.
"Nothing." But his face was full of I'm not happy but I won't say it.
Sang Yu found it amusing, feeling that such an expression shouldn't appear on Jiang Jingming's face.
Yet his demeanor made her feel that Jiang Jingming was no longer just a character in a novel.
