Chapter 30: Breakfast
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Afterward, it was the alarm clock that woke Lu Xici up.
Without fail at 6:15, the alarm clock will play its undulating music, even if it's turned off or out of battery.
Lu Xici reached out and touched it a few times to turn off the alarm clock.
She sat up and took a minute to fully wake up.
However, her memory hadn't fully loaded yet, causing her to react for quite a while upon seeing that she wasn't wearing pajamas.
Then she remembered the madness of over an hour ago.
She took a deep breath, still unsure of how to face Jun Youyue.
Speaking of Jun Youyue, where was she?
Lu Xici looked around, and even lifted the covers, but there was no trace of Jun Youyue in the room.
Everything was neatly tidied up, there was no unnatural mess, and only an extra set of clothes could be found on the bedside table.
Could she have left? Lu Xici, judging others by herself, thought that after Jun Youyue had reconsidered things repeatedly, she might have felt she had gone too far and didn't want to see her for the time being, so she left.
Her heart started beating faster.
Hastily putting on her pajamas, she left her small room.
There was some movement outside, which somewhat eased her anxiety.
What could Jun Youyue be doing?
Lu Xici was more eager to see her than the day she realized her own feelings, unconsciously quickening her pace towards the suite's living room.
She saw Jun Youyue's back, still tall and upright, resilient as if nothing could break her.
But last night when she pleaded with her, she seemed so humble, making Lu Xici regret a bit more.
Jun Youyue was busy in the kitchen. The sound of oil sizzling in the pan was loud, masking Lu Xici's footsteps.
"What are you doing?" Lu Xici took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down with her acting skills, and asked in a casual tone.
Her voice was still a bit hoarse, but her swollen eyes had mostly subsided. However, this condition probably still wasn't suitable for filming.
Jun Youyue turned back with a spatula in hand, a hint of surprise flickering in her eyes.
Lu Xici was frozen in place by that look, halfway through a step, feeling a bit awkward.
"Breakfast. You said you didn't like hotel food," Jun Youyue expressed surprise at Lu Xici's sudden awakening.
Thinking about it carefully, she usually sends messages to her later than when she wakes up. It’s because she didn’t think well.
Lu Xici's eyes turned red again. She really just said it casually while chatting, which is very common among friends.
But generally, good friends wouldn't meticulously remember every little complaint she made, let alone earnestly try to find ways to improve the things she wasn't happy about.
How much did she like her to be so considerate?
Why didn’t she notice it before?
Lu Xici took a few steps forward, and hesitated for a moment, unsure if getting close to Jun Youyue like this was too hasty.
But thinking of Jun Youyue's initiative just now, Lu Xici reached out and wanted to hug her.
In the memoir, they have been in love for more than three years. A hug is nothing, right?
Jun Youyue frowned and held down Lu Xici with her free hand. "There's oil."
Lu Xici was still the shy coward. After being stopped, she stayed where she was and did not come forward again.
"I actually don't need you to make breakfast for me... I was just being overly dramatic between friends, you know? I mean, if I really didn't like it, I would have called the house chef to prepare breakfast for me." Lu Xici was still somewhat incoherent.
She actually wanted to have a proper conversation with Jun Youyue about her own drunken madness, but she didn't know what to say.
All the words Jun Youyue wanted to say were already condensed in the memoir she had shown her before.
But Lu Xici couldn't recall all those details, and for the moment, besides apologizing, she couldn't think of what else to discuss.
So, she chose to pretend to be composed, although deep down, she was nervously on the verge of bursting.
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She was tense about Jun Youyue's potential questioning and blaming, also feeling guilty for her arrogance and stubbornness.
Jun Youyue turned off the stove and stared at her. "But you prefer a Western-style breakfast."
Her logic was that if Lu Xici liked and wanted something, she should try her best to fulfill those desires. After all, in terms of verbal expression, Jun Youyue couldn't offer Lu Xici much and often misspoke. She wanted to express her love for her partner for the next half of her life more through actions.
Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, Lu Xici probably wouldn't mention divorce again.
Jun Youyue didn't want to go anywhere or be with anyone else, she just wanted to be with Lu Xici.
"But..." Lu Xici looked at Jun Youyue, who was wearing an apron, her heartstrings tugged by the undisguised affection in her eyes.
The ripples turned into waves, rippling in Lu Xici's chest, feeling a bit stifled but different from before.
"You really don't want it?" Jun Youyue tilted her head.
After all, her sister said her thinking was different from others. If making breakfast was something that troubled Lu Xici, then Jun Youyue thought it would be better not to do it.
Even if she genuinely just wanted Lu Xici to be more comfortable.
Lu Xici shook her head, forcing back the tears welling up in her eyes.
"You're too tired. You definitely didn't sleep just now, no need to go through this trouble."
So that was it. Jun Youyue incorporated this thought into her "observations of normal people," smiling faintly.
"It's not trouble to do it for you."
She turned back, scooped the fried eggs from the pan onto a plate, then carried it to the dining table.
Throughout the process, Lu Xici was almost wherever she went.
Not a word was spoken, yet it made Jun Youyue very happy.
The good outcome of over a month's effort felt like solving a difficult problem perfectly, making her excited enough to lose sleep for several days.
Lu Xici was embarrassed by Jun Youyue's straightforwardness, lowering her head, feeling extremely shy but with an undeniable sweetness bubbling up in her heart.
Didn't she say she wouldn't talk? Lu Xici felt she needed to update her perception of Jun Youyue.
Even after secretly admiring her for nearly nine years, Lu Xici still knew too little about Jun Youyue.
She had made efforts, but under the influence of her feelings and her status, the distance between her and Jun Youyue remained considerable.
Not to mention that Jun Youyue's usual reticence hardly provided her with more chances to understand her.
On the dining table were already two plates, each containing four slices of toasted bread, two sausages, and four slices of bacon.
There were also two cups placed beside, one filled with milk and the other with coffee.
The coffee was probably prepared specifically for Lu Xici, to help her wake up and get ready for the upcoming filming.
This lavish and meticulous arrangement made her feel happy. It seemed like after taking a shower, preparations began without resting right?
Lu Xici suddenly felt a sense of happiness. The instantaneous satisfaction and gratitude overwhelmed the previous uneasiness and guilt within her. But shortly after, those feelings resurfaced even stronger.
She opened her mouth, wanting to call Jun Youyue, yet also feeling the need to apologize.
Jun Youyue was untying the apron.
As Lu Xici gathered her courage to speak, Jun Youyue had already walked up to her, reaching out and gently encircling her waist.
"Making up for the earlier hug," she then added a bit more force, enveloping Lu Xici entirely in her embrace.
In truth, she no longer cared much about the emotional wounds Lu Xici had previously dug into her heart.
Over an hour ago, Lu Xici's tears had already healed those wounds, and now, this hug was another remedy, completely curing those scars.
Her thinking was indeed quite straightforward.
The puzzle had been solved; how could she still care about the anguish of losing hair during the solving process or the painful lack of appetite for food and tea?
She only remembered the joy at the moment the puzzle was solved.
Jun Youyue was seven centimeters taller than Lu Xici.
She usually exercised more diligently than Lu Xici, and at this moment, enveloping someone in her arms felt incredibly warm and secure.
Lu Xici enjoyed being nestled in Jun Youyue's embrace. Upon hearing Jun Youyue's words, Lu Xici's hand involuntarily rested on Jun Youyue's waist, trembling slightly.
"You just forgive me like this?" Lu Xici choked up again.
Considering the work ahead, she desperately held back her tears.
"Mm." Otherwise? Jun Youyue wanted to ask.
Did she expect her to constantly hold onto the unpleasantness caused by the information gap between them, bringing it up every time they disagreed, just like those failed romantic experiences seen online?
Jun Youyue wasn't that kind of person; she was too reasonable.
A classic Jun-style response.
Lu Xici tightened her arms around Jun Youyue, gently shaking her head within her embrace.
"Don't be so easily satisfied. I really... went too far before. At least, I should have asked you or given you a chance to explain, to hear what you had to say."
"You've already apologized," Jun Youyue smoothed Lu Xici's hair. She referred to Lu Xici's earlier choked-up words of apology.
"And besides, we can't change the past." Jun Youyue guided Lu Xici to sit on a dining chair, wiping away the tears from the corner of her eye.
"Eat." Then Jun Youyue sat beside Lu Xici, handing her the peanut butter she had mentioned as her favorite.
Such upright wife…
Lu Xici silently repeated this title in her mind, catching a glimpse of Jun Youyue's smiling eyes.
It was as if ice had melted, revealing a hidden sun.
The sunlight was a bit sharp and dazzling, yet it was tender and warm towards Lu Xici alone.
Lu Xici's face suddenly flushed red.
Then she lowered her head, swiftly cutting the bread and not daring to look at Jun Youyue too much.
Jun Youyue noticed her blushing.
I really want to pinch her. She thought to herself, Lu Xici was just as adorable and sensitive as when she was drunk.
"I don't think it's enough." After eating for a while, Lu Xici finally managed to rid her face of the blush. She spoke, her voice extremely soft. In the quiet room, Jun Youyue could hear her clearly.
"What?" Jun Youyue tilted her head, meeting Lu Xici's slightly resolved gaze.
"I want to make up for something, otherwise I won't feel comfortable. How about... I try to pursue you?"
"You can give me a little trouble."
Seeing how serious Lu Xici was, Jun Youyue really considered her proposal.
After thinking about it twice, she didn't understand Lu Xici's logic.
"Why? It's unnecessary...I mean, um..." She was speechless for a moment and couldn't think of better words to describe Lu Xici's thoughts.
Human brains truly struggle to comprehend each other compared to a "machine brain".
Lu Xici realized this today and decided to change Jun Youyue's nickname to: Machine Jun
"Then just think of it as... something fun."
Lu Xici hesitated.
Despite Jun Youyue's response, she was actually feeling somewhat hesitant.
She has always regarded Jun Youyue as her idol and worshiped her. Although this admiration is mixed with some selfish desires, it has not yet reached its peak, so she will naturally want to listen to Jun Youyue's words.
But if she is not allowed to do something, she might still feel guilty at eighty years old.
Jun Youyue glanced at her and ultimately decided to give up on pondering it further.
"You just let me hug you more." Plus some cheek pinches and ear kisses, that would be really fun!
Author's Note:
When can Jun-jiejie finally eat her breakfast milk...