Chapter 615 - Two Sides of Coin (7) (1/2)
Chapter 615: Two Sides of Coin (7)
The atmosphere of the Grand Chef competition had become more sensitive recently Actually, it was about the tiot extremely nervous Six participants had survived until now One of the eliher than before
One of the six survivors, Gwen, had no choice but to bite her nailsnails anyway, but given that she kept biting the your nails!” Peter said in a low voice
Gwen glanced at Peter She then looked down at her hand and lowered her head She sat cru thehed and said, “You don’t get a better score because you are anxious I’ht and win”
“Sometimes I respect you You know that, Peter?”
“Man, that’s the best bullshi+t I’ve ever heard”
“I would have committed suicide if I had been you,” Gwen , then let out a sigh
“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bla ht have felt when all the people around you pointed their fingers at you:
“Yeah, I just feel so crappy when they do that I can’t blow off steaently showed his wrist Watching that, she opened her eyes wide The scars left on his wrist like scratches apparently had nothing to do with his tripping
“Oh my…”
“Well, I was foolish, and I didn’t win And I couldn’t even commit suicide That’s why I’m still here”
“Sorry”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” Peter answered in a cold voice
Ironically, the combination of the tas the worst that could be found in the Grand Chef House Peter was depressed while Gwen lost hope for the world The ic, shabby, and pitiful But they were so beautiful because of that
Suddenly, Peter remembered that as a writer, he would feel his current situation was rather pretty, for their lives, pushed by the world and standing on the edge of a cliff, were kind of good material for literature But this was just terrible for the two
Peter gently sat down next to Gwen He suddenly thought she was beautiful But it was impossible to think she was She was different froh Kaya was also from a sluirlish traits
That hy Kaya was different fro flower, Gas a withered floas already a honeycomb that had lost all the neatness and youthfulness she could have
That hy Peter felt sylanced at him His artificial self-confidence was already shattered, working no longer for hi His heart was pounding
He couldn’t understand why his heart was pounding
He thought his heart was beating because he found a congenial soul at last After all, they were the same humans ere not broken or sane, ere like patients standing clumsily between the two boundaries If their lives were like a coin, it was now spinning on the desk after being snapped off their fingers What did they see before their eyes? Was it heads or tails? Was it up or down or side?
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“How do I look?” Kaya asked, putting her earrings on her ears
Min-joon repeated the same answer, “Perfect Very pretty”
“But I don’t like the color”
“Do you kno many times you said that?”
“I don’t know And I said I didn’t like the color”
“What color do you want?”
“It shouldn’t be noticeable A chef who goes out to cook can’t be dressed up like a party goer, right? But I don’t want to give them the i to look down on me”