Chapter 4: Trap for Cheng Heng

The Second Young Mistress had not stayed at home since she married into the family. Now, she was busy in the kitchen like a totally different person. Although the housekeeper was very relieved, she was still afraid that Zhou Miao could not cook and would burn the kitchen down.

Zhou Miao ignored the housekeeper's worry and carefully poured the flour dough into the plate, then wrapped the red bean paste in it before closing the grilling pan.

After a while, a few carp-shaped pancakes were ready.

The golden color was slightly burnt, and there was a beautiful pattern of a small fish. There was also the faint fragrance of red bean paste.

Cheng Heng would definitely like snacks with the shapes of small animals, right?

Zhou Jing took the plate to the study on the second floor, where Cheng Heng was currently writing and drawing on the computer.

Although Cheng Heng had autism, his grades were good, and he was also very talented in the arts of drawing and photography.

Before the incident a year ago, when Cheng Heng's loss of speech and loss of control were not too noticeable, he could still work in a specific office area in the company. However, now, he could only sit at home and do design work.

Cheng Heng's daily life was also very routine. In the morning, he would take a walk near his home, and after breakfast, he would work in his study at home. In the afternoon, he would have some entertainment, and then at night, he would read a book before sleeping.

People with autism were very sensitive to rules. Once something changed the rules in their lives, it could be fatal to them.

A white plate was placed on the table.

The man at the table was wearing wired headphones, and on the computer screen was a drawing of a sound system in the shape of a clownfish that was almost finished.

Cheng Heng ignored Zhou Miao and continued to draw.

Zhou Miao saw that he was almost done, so she sat on a stool at the side and looked around the room.

The room was so neat that it bordered on obsession. The books on the shelves were arranged according to their numbers and colors, and the collections on the shelves were also neatly arranged with small labels. One of the labels was shining. Zhou Miao squinted her eyes to see clearly, but she still couldn't see it clearly in the end.

[Master, congratulations on discovering a side quest!] The hamster's cheerful voice rang in her ear. The little hamster sat next to the shiny label, swinging its short legs and gnawing on half a pine nut.

A side quest?

[The side quest is to travel to the past and change some events, which are beneficial to Cheng Heng's recovery.]

Zhou Miao was delighted to hear that. Wasn't this a great opportunity? [Give me the side quest now.]

[I'm sorry, Master. You have to use a smiley face to exchange for access to the side quest, so you can't enter for the time being.]

Haha! Profiteers!

[That's why Master needs to get hold of a smiley face quickly!]

Zhou Miao sat beside Cheng Heng like a deflated rubber ball.

Cheng Heng finished drawing and looked at the carp pancakes on the plate. His Adam's apple twitched. Zhou Miao saw his tiny movements, and she presented the plate to Cheng Heng like she was presenting a treasure.

Cheng Heng took a look, picked up a piece of carp pancake, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.

Zhou Miao stared at the expression above his head, but that small, dazed face still did not smile.

"Why is this young master so hard to please?" Zhou Miao suddenly had the urge to flip the table and leave. She grabbed a piece of carp pancake and shoved it into her mouth.

As soon as she bit it, the hot red bean paste burned her, making her breathe out frantically.

Zhou Miao looked at Cheng Heng, who was eating in big mouthfuls by her side. He had really lost his sense of pain. The pancake was so hot, yet he could still swallow it. She was afraid that he would be scalded and develop a mouthful of blisters later… 

She grabbed Cheng Heng's hand and gently blew on the red bean paste that was still steaming under his stunned gaze.

Cheng Heng's gaze was still dazed without any fluctuations. He simply allowed Zhou Miao to blow as she pleased and then let her offer the pancake to his mouth.

Cheng Heng took a small bite from her hand, and his wet lips touched Zhou Miao's fingertips.

His ears were slightly pink, and he didn't quite understand what this meant. He simply lowered his head and continued to nibble gently on the carp pancake.

Cheng Heng's lips touched Zhou Miao's fingertips more and more often. Zhou Miao also felt that it was strange, so she returned the carp pancake to Cheng Heng's hands and sat down to continue eating her own piece.

[Master! There's a smiley face!]

The hamster's irritating voice suddenly rang out.

In the emoji box above Cheng Heng's head, a big smiley face appeared, with a faint blush.

Did that mean… she survived?

In the blue dialog box, the big smiley face was shining like a gold nugget.

Oh, God! This was gold! This was a treasure!

Zhou Miao almost wanted to kneel down in front of Cheng Heng.

This precious smiley face had saved her life.

She looked at Cheng Heng, who was sitting at the table and eating the carp pancake quietly.

The other party was eating the carp pancake without a word, and there were traces of red bean paste on the corner of his mouth.

Could it be because she touched his body?