431 Insult To Injury (1/2)

It had been years since Dylan had known about this place but he had never brought anywhere here. In fact, not even Darren knew about it. This could be considered Dylan's personal space where he liked to come whenever he felt lost. He never felt like he needed to share this space with anyone. In fact, he never thought it'd be so comforting to have someone special's company at such a place.

Today, however, this lost boy had brought someone with him. For some reason, Dylan wanted Cali to know about this place. And feeling the comfort with her presence, he just knew how right his decision was.

Cali wasn't the kind of person who would lean on Dylan's shoulder to enjoy this beautiful night breeze. But Dylan definitely was that kind of person. He pulled out a blanket from the bag and wrapped it around himself and her while sliding close to her. He even placed his head on her shoulder saying, ”You won't feel cold this way.”

Cali was speechless at his subtleness which was certainly not so very subtle. Or he wasn't even trying to be subtle anymore.

”Why did you bring me here?” she asked out of the blue. ”I mean isn't it, your secret place?”

”It was my secret,” he answered. His voice lowered a little as he added, ”Now it's ours.”

Cali didn't know what to say to that. For a while, she was lost for words.

”I feel like you're taking special classes from Regi,” she joked.

”Na-ah! I took a class from Xiu but Dazi is definitely not on my list of teachers.”

”Earlier you talked about your master chef, you were talking about Xiu, right?”

Dylan didn't hide the most obvious thing, ”Yes, Xiu made everything.”

”She also hit you with the spatula?”

”About that...”

*Flashback to earlier in the day*

”I told you to add salt,” Xiu was seething now.

”And I did,” trailed off Dylan because he was uncertain whether he really added the salt or not.

Xiu lifted her hand to hit him and Dylan took a step back to avoid but since Xiu was holding a spatula, it still ended up hitting him. It wasn't a hard hit. But since he could get bruises easily, he ended up getting one from that light blow as well.

”Ah! How can you do that?” he rubbed his forehead and pouted at her.

”Quit pouting. It won't work on me,” scolded Xiu as she looked at the omelet that was ruined now. Xiu pulled his ear saying, ”Are you blind? How can you mistake sugar and salt? And this isn't even the first time you did the same mistake!”

”They both look alike and even the jars are same,” argued Dylan in his defense. Even he remembered, last time he ruined her sweet soup by adding salt in it, this time he added sugar in an omelet. How messed up was his eyesight?!

Xiu turned the jars and showed him, ”It's clearly written which one is salt and sugar. Unless you're really dumb, you can't mess this up! AGAIN!!!”

Xiu smacked his head saying, ”I think your mom also gave birth to the wrong thing. Because I'm not willing to believe you're Zhao Wei's son!”