Chapter 1165
Reynaldo worked methodically, washing the ingredients, cutting them, combining them, and then cooking them. Each process was smooth and handy, and the kitchen was always kept very clean. Unlike me, she was always in a rush when cooking. When the vegetables were put into the pan, I was afraid of being splashed by oil, so I dodged far away, and the kitchen was made a mess by me. Looking at the man in front of me again, even cooking looks so handsome. I stood in the kitchen for half a day, suddenly feeling like I couldn’t help much, but rather getting in the way around him. As I was about to leave in a hurry, he suddenly called out to me, “Esmeralda, help me get a plate, a big one.”
“Oh, okay, okay…”
I hurried to the cabinet to search for the plates. When I handed it to him, he smiled at me very gently and said, “Thank you, please help me bring the ingredients for the next dish, and take out the cooked dish first.”
“Mm–hmm.”
When I brought out the dishes he had cooked, I suddenly found that it was snowing outside. The tiny snowflakes fluttered in the wind and melted as soon as they touched the ground. The snow came really early this year. I turned around and could see Reynaldo busy in the kitchen at a glance. Even though the man was wearing an apron, holding a spatula, and standing by the stove, his noble, gentlemanly demeanor was not diminished at all, but rather added a few more touches of gentleness. I stared at him blankly, thinking of the scene just now when he asked me to help him carry the plates and ingredients, a warm feeling flowing through my heart.
He was always careful and attentive, always taking care of my emotions, afraid that I would feel down, so he made me pass the plates and carry the ingredients. How could such a gentle and caring Reynaldo not be worthy of love? The window beside the man was printed with fluttering snowflakes. In the warm light of the kitchen, there were the busy figures of men. An indescribable warmth and tranquility lingered throughout the entire room, making people feel peaceful and happy. Reynaldo was in a good mood and made several dishes. Just as the meal was being served, the door was knocked on. I was taken aback, about to open the door. Reynaldo suddenly grabbed my shoulder.
I looked at him in confusion, “What’s wrong? It must be Johnathan bringing the first aid kit.”
“I know, I’ll go open the door, you eat first.” Reynaldo said sullenly, and then got up very reluctantly to open the door. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I watched his back recede. It was clear that he really didn’t want anyone to disturb our world of two. As the door was only slightly opened, a cold wind blew in.
“Reynaldo, I brought you the medicine.” Johnathan’s loud voice instantly drifted in with the cold wind. The next second, he complained, “What’s going on? Open the door a little, I want to come in, it’s freezing.”
Reynaldo leaned against the door, refusing to open it. He said lightly, “Give me the first aid kit, you can go, it’s warmer in the car.”
“No, it’s not… I came all the way to bring the medicine box, and you won’t even give me a sip of hot water to drink? Also, did you cook? It smells so good. No, no, I want to freeload. I want to eat before I leave.” So, Johnathan started squeezing into the room.