Transmigrated as the Mother of the Abused Male Lead in a Tragic Novel

Chapter 44: Honey osmanthus milk stew

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What Ding Sha didn't expect was that Hu Zhilin came again the next day.

He looked very different this time.

The colors of his tie and suit didn't match, his hair was scattered on his forehead and not well-groomed, and his usual calm and composed look was gone.

There was even some unshaved stubble on his chin.

After he came in, he hurriedly found Ding Sha and asked, "Excuse me, was there a man wearing a brown coat, about 1.78 meters tall, and very good-looking, who came here yesterday?"

Ding Sha immediately thought of Lin Jiayu and became alert. "Why are you asking this?"

“It seems that he has been here… He has been here…” Hu Zhilin’s expression was both crying and laughing, and he looked a little distraught.

"If he comes again, could you please call and let me know?"

Hu Zhilin said pleadingly.

Ding Sha felt confused. Why did Hu Zhilin look for Lin Jiayu

She asked the same question, but Hu Zhilin looked embarrassed and said nothing.

Then I heard Lin Jiayu's voice behind me, "No need to call you, I'm right here."

Hu Zhilin turned back almost immediately, and when he saw Lin Jiayu, he had a strange expression on his face.

It feels like relief, but also like pain.

"You're here."

Lin Jiayu found a place to sit down and did not answer him. Instead, she smiled and said to Ding Sha, "Please give us two cups of milk from yesterday. We may need to borrow your place to discuss something."

Ding Sha smiled and nodded, then pulled Mrs. Tong back to the kitchen.

"Jia Yu..." Hu Zhilin couldn't wait to speak, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only pause.

"How long have we known each other?" Lin Jiayu said softly.

"Fifteen years." Hu Zhilin said reflexively.

"Fifteen years... Almost half of my life..." Lin Jiayu lowered her head, "Too long..."

"I'm sorry..." Hu Zhilin looked ashamed.

"You should indeed say sorry, but whether you are forgiven or not is none of your business," Lin Jiayu kept smiling faintly, "After all, in my opinion, what happened between you and Yuzhu is really disgusting."

Hu Zhilin's expression became even more ashamed.

He was a little flustered and wanted to explain, but gave up when the words came to his lips, "You are right..."

"Are you going to tell me the theory of true love first?" Lin Jiayu touched the wall of the cup which was a little hot with her fingers. "Don't do that. I'll feel like vomiting."

"We have been classmates since high school and have known each other for so many years. I never thought you would do such a thing, let alone think that the other person would be Yuzhu."

"I'm a little curious," Lin Jiayu suddenly laughed out loud, "Did you start it first or did Yuzhu take the initiative? Can I know?"

"It's me..." said Hu Zhilin.

"It's within my expectations," Lin Jiayu said. "It doesn't really matter who was there first, because I know you'll say it was you."

"I'm not surprised to get such an answer. It also proves that you haven't become too strange."

All of Lin Jiayu's sadness and sorrow seemed to have been digested yesterday. He was wearing a decent coat and his expression was calm, not like someone who had been betrayed.

Hu Zhilin's expression was panic and sad, and Ding Sha just found it funny when he saw it accidentally.

Why should people who make mistakes act as if they are let down

Like a joke.

"Does Yuzhu know you're coming?"

Hu Zhilin shook his head.

"To Lin, let's not contact each other anymore." Lin Jiayu said.

"I hope that where I am there will never be any trace of you."

“…Okay.” Hu Zhilin agreed after a moment of silence.

"Regarding Yuzhu, I will contact her myself," Lin Jiayu lowered her eyes, "something is a bit excessive but I still want to bring it up. I like this store very much and will come here often. You..."

"I understand..." Hu Zhilin interrupted him hastily, "After this interview, I won't come here anymore..."

"Thank you." Lin Jiayu smiled slightly.

Hu Zhilin sat on the stool, his fingers clenched tightly together, as if he wanted to say something.

"Jiayu... I..." Hu Zhilin said with difficulty, "I didn't mean to... hurt you..."

"But I saw you and Yuzhu together." Lin Jiayu interrupted him, "I think there is no doubt about this matter. Do you have anything else to say?"

"I am not ..."

As an editor with a fluent writing style, Hu Zhilin found himself clumsily unable to express what he wanted to say.

His usually straight back also bent.

Lin Jiayu was very calm, "Don't blame me for being ruthless."

“No, no, no… I was wrong…” Hu Zhilin shook his head.

"That's it." Lin Jiayu stopped talking.

Hu Zhilin looked up at him and wanted to open his mouth several times, but finally swallowed it.

"… goodbye."

The last thing I could say was "goodbye".

Lin Jiayu lowered her head, thinking about something, and did not answer.

Ding Sha was busy in the kitchen. She left Ping An to Mrs. Tong and went into the kitchen.

She wanted to make a small dessert for Lin Jiayu.

Take out two fresh country eggs, crack out the egg whites, add them to the fresh milk that was just delivered today, and then sieve them twice.

This will give it a more delicate taste.

Then sprinkle some sugar and lemon juice, stir well, cover with plastic wrap, and steam on low heat for fifteen minutes.

After steaming, take it down, drizzle a little honey on it, and sprinkle a handful of dried osmanthus flowers in it.

Leave it in the pot and continue to simmer for about three minutes.

A very simple dessert, honey and osmanthus stewed milk, is ready.

Ding Sha carefully let it cool down a little before taking it out.

Lin Jiayu still sat there motionless, as if he was in a trance.

The sound of the porcelain bowl hitting the table woke him up. Smelling the sweet fragrance in the air, he looked at Ding Sha with soft eyes, "Thank you."

Ding Sha smiled and said, "Would you like to try it?"

Lin Jiayu did not refuse her kindness and picked up the spoon and took a small bite.

It tastes sweet and smooth, not greasy, and melts in your mouth, without any fishy smell of milk or eggs.

"It's delicious." Lin Jiayu said softly.

He didn't look up, but Ding Sha could see the tears falling into the bowl one by one.

For a moment I didn’t know what to do.

Lin Jiayu wiped it with a handkerchief, and the smile on the corner of his mouth finally disappeared. He sat up straight and looked at Ding Sha with eyes full of sorrow and sadness.

"I'm sorry, but do you want to hear my story?"

No one can resist such eyes.

So Ding Sha sat down and said solemnly, "Okay."

She said she wouldn't tell anyone.

Lin Jiayu thought for a long time, "Where should I start?"

"Let me start from fifteen years ago. At that time, Hu Zhilin and I were high school classmates, sitting at the same table in the same class. We were young and unrestrained."

"My parents knew each other and grew up together. My parents were busy with work, so he often stayed at my house and got used to taking care of me. But probably no one thought at that time..."

"I didn't expect that Zhilin and I would be together."

Author's side note: Here it comes! Has any clever idea come to mind

Lin Jiayu and Hu Zhilin turned out to be a couple...