After how exhausted he was yesterday, Chen Yuan had indeed fallen asleep the moment he got into bed. But he was up bright and early this morning, waking a little after six to go to the nearby market downstairs and buy some chopped vegetables and ground meat.
Back home, he headed straight for the kitchen and got busy.
Ordinarily, he didn't have this much energy, nor was he so diligent. But the thought of Jiangg Ning waking up to see him in the kitchen filled Chen Yuan with boundless motivation.
Chen Yuan felt that the rift created by their many arguments could, perhaps, be mended bit by bit over time. He had no doubt about his own true feelings, and he hoped he could make Jiangg Ning see them, too.
In the kitchen, he blew on the steaming porridge, then scooped out a small spoonful to check its texture. Deciding it was just about right, he added the lean meat and chopped vegetables.
With a DING, the phone in Chen Yuan's pocket vibrated.
