CHAPTER 58: 58: HE ONCE LONGED FOR SUCH CARE (1)_1

A mountain chicken, Dong Huiying only ate a small half. She was actually still a bit hungry, but first, it’s not good to eat too much at night, one must prioritize health. Secondly, Liang Haoming had only caught one mountain chicken and after roasting it, he didn’t eat any, but hurriedly brought it over to her.

She was already not very at ease, and if she had eaten it all, she would have felt even more embarrassed.

In any case, she left a large half, then she got up from the riverside, and holding the remaining half of the roasted mountain chicken, she briskly ran towards Liang Haoming.

"Liang Haoming?"

As she spoke, Haoming heard her footsteps and turned around with an emotionless face.

It was then that Dong Huiying saw him cradling a plump rabbit, clutching a handful of grass, feeding the rabbit. The little rabbit looked cute, and a fuzzy little sparrow stuck its head out from Haoming’s embrace, followed by a little squirrel climbing out of his clothes.

Dong Huiying chuckled.

Little animals have the instinct to approach benefits and avoid harm, and to be so liked by these little animals, it seems... he can’t be bad.

Dong Huiying’s laughter made Haoming suspicious.

Does she like to laugh?

She often laughs.

What exactly does she have to be so happy about?

He didn’t understand why some people could smile whenever they wanted, and why he himself... never smiled? Not that he didn’t smile, but that he didn’t ’know how’. He had lived for more than twenty years and it seemed that he had never laughed.

He didn’t understand what kind of emotion that was...

Later, his gaze fell on the half-eaten mountain chicken, he asked with an expressionless face, "Doesn’t it taste good?"

"Huh?"

Dong Huiying glanced at the mountain chicken, then smiled cheerfully, "It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, it’s just that I have a small appetite and there’s half left. That...," she scratched the back of her head, "I remember you haven’t eaten anything, if you don’t mind?"

Haoming glanced at her once, then pursed his lips firmly and strode towards Dong Huiying.

He grabbed the half of the mountain chicken, and just as Dong Huiying was about to speak, suddenly, the chicken’s butt was stuffed into her mouth.

She stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded.

Haoming said, "Eat!"

A very crisp and precise word, succinct and to the point.

"Ah, spit spit spit!"

After spitting out the chicken butt, Dong Huiying’s face almost turned dark. "I don’t want to eat anymore," she retreated three feet from the chicken butt because she is actually very picky, things like the innards, feet, head, butt, she never touches.

Maybe it’s because she thinks those parts look ugly, too unsightly, so she has no appetite?

Haoming glanced at her, then seemed slightly disappointed. "So, it really doesn’t taste good?"

"No no no, it tastes good, really good." She quickly affirmed the ’fruit of his labor.’

He glanced at her skeptically, as if asking, if it’s tasty, why not eat a bit more?

She usually eats a lot; with her normal appetite, she could definitely eat a whole one.

But this time, she only ate a small half? And then she didn’t eat any more, was it because she found his cooking unpalatable?

Dong Huiying scratched her neck, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "It’s late at night, and you haven’t eaten, I was worried you might be hungry. Plus, my injuries haven’t fully healed, which affects my appetite a little..."

He only heard the first half of her sentence, selectively ignoring the second half.

She was worried that he... might be hungry?

He lowered his gaze.

How many years had it been since someone had shown such concern for him?

This kind of care, not from elder or younger brothers, not from the guys below, but from... a woman.

His heart suddenly felt a bit sour, then, under Dong Huiying’s watchful eyes, he expressionlessly tore off a chicken wing.

He had once longed for such care.

Yes, once...