"..." Had no one told him why he had ended up like this?
Forget it. Maybe those memories weren't pleasant, and he didn't want to bring them up.
Su Qiao didn't feel any particular need to know, either.
She put the cooked noodles into a large serving bowl and handed it to him. "Eat. They're spicy—I used three seasoning packets."
After Gao Jingyu took the bowl, he didn't eat. Instead, he stared fixedly at Su Qiao.
Su Qiao pointed at the instant noodles. "Why are you looking at me? Eat, or they'll get soggy."
Gao Jingyu placed the bowl on the wooden coffee table and sat down on the sofa. Only then did he look at her with utmost seriousness. "You really have forgotten everything that happened between us?"
Su Qiao was suspicious. "What happened between us?"
Hadn't they already cleared up the misunderstanding from the beginning of the apocalypse?
Gao Jingyu studied her for a while, then suddenly put on a stern expression and said solemnly:
"We were boyfriend and girlfriend. You loved me very much. You often made instant noodles for me and bought me breakfast. You even said that you'd do anything for me."
That was exactly what that unlucky man named Tang Yun had said upstairs in the city.
Gao Jingyu had simply borrowed his words.
Su Qiao: "..." I'll be damned if I believe you.
444 had told her long ago that the two of them had been more like kindred spirits, with a relationship akin to family.
"But in the end, you left me there alone to fend for myself and walked away."
"That strange lunatic injected me with so many needles. He even cut the flesh off my body with a knife. It hurt so much at the time."
Gao Jingyu wore such