In the hospital room.
"The noodles are cold..." Lin Ruoxi's eyes drooped. Xue Rui was so late today.
The man in the next bed had been watching for a while. He finally spoke up, "Why isn't that kid here yet? What a crying shame. Young lady, I don't mind that the noodles are cold. Let me have them."
"They won't taste good cold." Lin Ruoxi thought about eating them herself. She didn't want Xue Rui to eat cold food; if he showed up, she could just go back and make him a fresh bowl.
The man snatched the noodles. "They'll still taste good cold."
He'd been craving a bite for a long time. Lin Ruoxi had brought him a bowl last time, too.
But how could he have the nerve to keep asking Lin Ruoxi to cook for him?
So he had politely told her not to make any for him, and as a result, the girl actually stopped bringing him food!
With Xue Rui not here today, he finally had his chance.
Just as Xue Rui walked into the hospital room, he saw the scene unfold. "Why are you stealing my food?"
