Fifteen Days

The kitchen before the morning mist had cleared—

In the early morning, the jungle was still sunk in sleep...

Milky-white morning mist drifted slowly through the quiet woods like a soft veil.

The leaves by the lake were covered in glistening dew, sparkling faintly in the light like round, flawless pearls.

Caterpie lay atop a broad leaf, gently swaying in the breeze. With one careless movement, it shook loose the dew gathered on the leaf.

The droplets traced elegant arcs through the air before falling into the nearby lake with a "drip," stirring tiny ripples.

In the kitchen, Yu Hai was preparing breakfast. He wore a simple white shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up, exposing his sturdy forearms.

His right hand gripped a kitchen knife while blue flames danced cheerfully on the stove, greedily licking the bottom of the clay pot.

Moomoo Milk churned continuously under the heat. Layers of milky foam swelled up as white steam carrying a faintly sweet, rich scent rose and gradually filled the entire kitchen, adding a hazy atmosphere to the room.

"Cut Berries against the grain." Dunmei's gentle voice came from behind Yu Hai. Still carrying traces of sleepiness, she lightly pressed her warm body against him.

Her breath brushed across the back of Yu Hai's ear like a feather, and the tips of his ears immediately turned faintly red.

"Well, well. Haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become a chef?" Yu Hai's lips curled up, his eyes full of helplessness. This girl was playing with fire!

He continued what he was doing, slowly lowering the blade and slicing open a Berry.

Just then, Dunmei reached out. Her hand was fair and soft, her fingertips still carrying the faint, fresh fragrance of her hair.

Her hand gently covered Yu Hai's