SD Chapter 5: Oil stains

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Tao Mingzhuo himself is now in an extremely panic state.

He never expected that he would have such an important position in Jing Ci's heart, and would even make the other person feel that life would become "meaningless" without him.

The title "meaning of life" carries too much weight, but when Jing Ci said this sentence, he was so sure.

Tao Mingzhuo originally found it strange that Jing Ci was willing to make so many compromises and even lower his profile just to have a meal with him.

In private, he would even worry about such small details as whether he felt comfortable using his chopsticks or whether he felt uncomfortable.

There is no doubt that Jing Ci has been secretly paying attention to his affairs for a long time, but Tao Mingzhuo did not expect that he actually had one-sided... strong feelings for him.

Tao Mingzhuo did not dare to think carefully about the specific components of this feeling.

He was panicked and at a loss. He didn't know how he should face Jing Ci, and he didn't know what actions Jing Ci would take against him next.

Tao Mingzhuo had eaten lunch in the past few days with great fear, but Jing Ci did not deliberately have a conversation with Tao Mingzhuo, as he had promised before, and gave him completely free time to eat.

Jing Ci would eat quietly with Tao Mingzhuo, and from time to time he would raise his head and look at his face silently for a while.

Only this time, after learning that Jing Ci had some thoughts about him, Tao Mingzhuo's subconscious always felt that there was a lot more different content in his eyes.

Today is the seventh day they have eaten together, and Jing Ci chose Cantonese tea.

The variety of refreshments was very rich, and the entire table was covered with a dazzling array. Tao Mingzhuo felt increasingly uneasy.

Tao Mingzhuo swallowed two quicksand buns in a row, and then hesitantly said: "Mr. Jing, in fact, you really don't need to buy so many varieties in the future. I do have a big appetite, but I don't choose, as long as my stomach is full. Okay, if this continues, I'm afraid we will waste it..."

Jing Ci raised her head and looked at him, bent her eyes, and said, "It doesn't matter, what you think is delicious is the most important thing."

Tao Mingzhuo: "..."

Now. Tao Mingzhuo did not dare to think deeply about the profound meaning of this sentence.

He didn't even dare to look directly into Jing Ci's eyes now, and he didn't know how to answer the question. He could only laugh stiffly and took another big bite of the bun.

Jing Ci stared at Tao Mingzhuo's side face for a while, then lowered his head and took a bite of the quicksand bun.

Soft on the outside and salty on the inside, it is indeed delicious. Jing Ci thought.

Before this, Jing Ci never expected that the most important source of happiness in her life would appear in a stranger.

But the truth was so incredible that Jing Ci found that as long as she watched Tao Mingzhuo eat, she would magically develop an appetite along with him. He will start to feel hungry, and at the same time, he will feel as if whatever food Tao Mingzhuo is eating will become particularly delicious.

Since discovering Tao Mingzhuo's existence in the company cafeteria, Jing Ci has been able to eat at least one tasty meal every day by observing him, rather than just a meal that tastes like chewing wax.

From the information provided by Liang Jingjing, Jing Ci also learned about Tao Mingzhuo's basic background: he graduated from the oil painting major and is currently responsible for the original character painting in the project. He has a positive and serious work attitude. His colleagues also treat him like "Xiao Tao doesn't use a ladder." "You can help change the light bulb" and "Xiao Tao is good at everything, but he often bickers with the aunt in the cafeteria".

Jing Ci felt that the other party should be a relatively enthusiastic young man.

He also tried to recall Tao Mingzhuo's appearance during dinner, but found that the effect was not as good as seeing Tao Mingzhuo eating with his own eyes.

And if he didn't see Tao Mingzhuo for two consecutive days on the weekend, he would fall back into the same state of being unable to eat.

So after observing in the cafeteria for nearly a month, Jing Ci thought that she could try inviting Tao Mingzhuo to have lunch with her.

In fact, the development was going very smoothly in the beginning, but I don't know why. Tao Mingzhuo always seemed to be a little absent-minded when we had dinner together in the past two days.

Tao Mingzhuo's emotional ups and downs will also indirectly affect the effect of cooking, so at this moment, his absent-mindedness caused his unsatisfactory state while eating.

Jing Ci thought for a while and felt that maybe because of the gap between their positions, Tao Mingzhuo was still a little reluctant to let go.

He realized that the most important thing now was to get closer to Tao Mingzhuo and eliminate this sense of distance, so that Tao Mingzhuo could return to the comfortable state he had when eating with his colleagues.

Jing Ci prepared a lot of snacks today, and he hoped Tao Mingzhuo could eat more.

But Tao Mingzhuo was always lost in thought. He kept eating the buns in front of him, so Jing Ci was a little worried because there were still many untouched snacks in the corner.

Thinking that he needed to get closer, Jing Ci asked Tao Mingzhuo: "Do you want to eat siomai? It seems a little far away, I can help you get it closer."

Tao Mingzhuo was originally in a state of wandering, but he froze when he heard this After a while, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Jing. I can put it in myself in a moment. I'll finish the bun first and then talk about it."

He spoke very quickly. Jing Ci was startled for a moment and said "hmm" softly.

"Actually, you don't have to be so outspoken all the time." Jing Ci said, "In fact, we are similar in age and have eaten together many times, so if you don't mind, you can treat me as your friend and just call me Just my name is fine."

Jing Ci's original intention was that the two of them could stop being so polite and get along more naturally.

But after saying this, he saw Tao Mingzhuo stiffen for a moment, and then coughed violently, as if he had choked on something in his mouth.

Then he heard Tao Mingzhuo coughing and waving his hands, saying intermittently: "Okay...ok..."

For some reason, Jingci felt that Tao Mingzhuo seemed to be more absent-minded after he said this.

And he clearly promised to eat siomai after finishing the quicksand buns on hand, but because of his dazed state, Jing Ci felt that he had forgotten what he had said, and slowly picked up a new quicksand bun.

Jing Ci was a little worried that Tao Mingzhuo would be full if this continued, and other snacks would be wasted.

Because only things that Tao Mingzhuo has eaten will have the effect of cooking. If Tao Mingzhuo doesn't touch the other types of snacks in the corner, then Jingci himself won't be able to eat them.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jing Ci chose to stand up and took the initiative to pick up a siomai that was placed far away.

Jing Ci was about to put the siomai in front of Tao Mingzhuo, but as soon as he got closer, Tao Mingzhuo suddenly raised his head, as if he was startled.

Jing Ci didn't expect that he would have such a big reaction. When his hand became unsteady, the chopsticks were not clamped, and the round squid fell on Tao Mingzhuo's thigh.

Then he rolled around and fell to the ground.

Jing Ci: "..."

The dropped siomai left a small oil stain on Tao Mingzhuo's pants. Jing Ci was startled for a moment and said quickly: "Sorry, you didn't burn it, did you?"

This kind of oil stain is not easy to deal with. Jing Ci quickly took out a few paper towels, bent down slightly, and wiped the stain on Tao Mingzhuo's thigh.

After finding that the oil stain could not be wiped off, Jing Ci felt regretful. He felt that he had made a mistake.

He raised his head and was about to say that he could help with the dry cleaning and make compensation when he found Tao Mingzhuo sitting there, staring at him blankly.

Only then did Jing Ci realize that the distance between the two of them was so close, and that her behavior of wiping the oil stains on his pants just now seemed to be a relatively close type of physical contact.

After a while, he saw Tao Mingzhuo lowering his head and said with some stumble: "No, it's okay. I'll just go back and wash it."

Jing Ci looked at Tao Mingzhuo's face, was startled for a moment, and said: "...Okay."

Jing Ci slowly picked up the tissue in his hand, then stood up, walked to the door of the office, and threw the paper ball into the trash can next to the door.

"Your face... seems a little red." After turning around, Jing Ci couldn't help but hesitantly asked, "Is the room too hot? Do you need me to help you open the window?"