Dear Young Master, Spare Me Please?

liu zijian arrived at his own apartment and realized, han meixiu wasn't around yet. he checked the time, it was almost 7 o'clock. for him it was still too early to go back but his mother pestered him to come back home before 7 since he's now a married man.

when he was about to call his wife to ask her whereabouts, the door opened.

han meixiu was carrying two thin boxes and a plastic bag. there were some few hair strands covering her face. her eyes were unusually bright as if lighting the entire house that was gloomy a little earlier.

"you came earlier." she said then directly went to the dining area.

his apartment wasn't really that big. it only has two rooms. one was his bedroom and the smaller one he used it as his study room. the living room and the dining room were separated by a counter. the veranda was accessible through his bedroom and living room.

he simply nodded and went inside the room to change. it only took few minutes and by the time he went out han meixiu seemingly finished preparing their dinner.

he sat down and stared at the two big pizzas, a dish of salad and cola on the table. then he moved his gaze to his wife as if confirming if those were really their dinner.

han meixiu became increasingly worried when she saw his reaction. "you don't like pizza?" she cautiously asked. 'everybody likes pizza ah!' she wanted to add but realized liu zijian didn't probably belong to the word 'everybody'.

she lost track of time earlier when she was looking for a place where she could enroll herself in a program to enhance her stamina and maybe learn some kind of martial arts. since it's going to be summer soon, it gets darker a little later thus she didn't realize that it was already past six o'clock. she only made a rough estimate about the time they would have dinner because liu zijian only mentioned the place which was his apartment.

while thinking what she should prepare for dinner she passed around a pizzeria and the aroma helped her decide that pizza would be great. although there was no line, she had to wait for a couple of minutes before she could get her order. she then hurriedly went to liu zijian's place and even saw him from a distance going inside the building in large strides.

'perfect!' she thought to herself. pizzas would be best if they're still warm. she happily walked a little faster as her tummy was starting to secrete acid juices, indicating she needed to eat as soon as possible. she imagined the melted triple cheese with generous amount of toppings thus made her appetite became even more enhanced.

it would extremely satisfying to enjoy those pizzas with someone, who's in this case liu zijian. the salad included to the set and a bottle of cola would complete the essence of festivity of their dinner.

but her excitement was severely crushed when she saw how her husband looked at the food on the table. her little heart was deeply crying by the fact that he seemed to question her choice for their dinner. it has been a long time since she last ate a slice of pizza thus her cravings somewhat overpowered her rational thinking.

liu zijian was not part of 'everybody'. why didn't she ask what he wanted to eat? why did she assume he would enjoy it like how she and li xiaozhi did?

"i will prepare something else," her voice was a little shaky. she badly wanted to eat as soon as she finished arranging what she bought. but since he might not eat it, she should make something else.

she immediately opened the fridge and was speechlessly shocked. she closed it and opened it again just to be sure if what she's seeing was real.

'this is a refrigerator right? a thing where you suppose to store food?' there was only two small bottles of water. one of them was half-filled with water and the other one was still sealed. she then opened the other cabinets in the kitchen and saw nothing.

liu zijian coughed a little when he saw what she did. he forgot to inform her that there was actually no food not just inside the fridge but also to all those kitchen cabinets. so even if she wanted to cook something, it's just plain impossible.

tonight was actually only his second night in this apartment. for his first night, his food was provided by ye ming thus he didn't need to prepare nor be bothered by it.

"let's eat this first and we'll go to a supermarket after." he suggested as he took a slice and elegantly placed it on a small dish.

it's not that he didn't like pizza, it was simply because he's used to a healthier type of dinner. and he never had eaten pizza for dinner. normally he wanted to call the chef of the hotel to deliver some decent food but seeing her dejected expression earlier, he decided there's no harm in trying. he would pull an all-nighter tonight anyway. there's enough time to fully digest the food.

han meixiu slowly sat down on her seat. she felt so pressured being someone's wife. she wished if there would be a short course for being wife; she would definitely take it.

seeing him concentrating on slicing and eating his pizza, she used her hand to pick up a slice, lifted it up and opened her mouth wide to catch the dangling sticky cheese when she saw liu zijian in the corner of her eyes raised his head and looked blankly at her.

'why did he suddenly look?!? my lady-like image was totally ruined!' she started to blush due to embarrassment. she wanted to explain that this was actually how you should enjoy eating pizza but no words came out of her mouth. instead, she put the slice down and use the fork and knife to eat it.

the man on the other hand felt amused and the corner of his lips curled.

after their dinner, they went to a supermarket nearby and han meixiu bought as many instant foods as she could for emergency purposes, frozen goods and some vegetables that would be easy to stir-fry.

liu zijian saw a pack of buns in the baked goods section. he was staring intently at them thus han meixiu thought he must have wanted to eat them for breakfast. she took two packs and continued to walk forward.

his gaze followed those packs to the cart seemingly contemplating. 'the analogy was wrong. they're different.' he concluded and followed his wife while advancing the cart.