Chapter 6: May you be safe for the rest of your life

When Chu Yu left the kitchen, she brought back four large food boxes and even had two little eunuchs to help carry them back. There was just too much food to bring back.

These food boxes contained the results of over an hour's work in the kitchen.

There were fried chicken nuggets, fried pork strips, fried ribs, as well as Kung Pao chicken, sweet and sour ribs, and braised pork. For vegetarian dishes, there were braised eggplant, smashed cucumber, cold potato salad, and of course, pan-fried tofu. For the main course, Chu Yu ordered pearl soup.

These were all home-cooked dishes and her favorites on regular days. Chu Yu returned with a smile on her face. Inwardly, she couldn't help but admire Wang Dali's talent. With just a few words, he could make such delicious food, and the taste was even better.

Xing'er also returned with a smile, looking much happier than when she arrived.

Chu Yu couldn't help but look at Xing'er suspiciously. Could this girl have been won over by her delicious food?

Seeing Chu Yu looking at her, as if knowing what Chu Yu was wondering, Xing'er happily said, "Mistress, you are indeed clever. With so much fresh food, when you give it to the master, the master will definitely see your sincerity."

"Yes, yes, the master will definitely like it. This is something our master personally made." Zao'er also nodded happily.

Chu Yu: "..." Wasn't this made by Wang Dali?

So, they all thought it was made for the fourth prince?

No wonder when Wang Dali was cooking, he deliberately added extra portions.

Hey, these food boxes were also divided into two portions!

Sure enough, Wang Dali was quite clever. How could he offend anyone?

Chu Yu couldn't help but stroke her chin, carefully considering the feasibility of this matter.

Actually, it wouldn't be bad to give it to the fourth prince. Although her cheap husband was shared with others, he still made sure she was well-fed and clothed, so she could consider herself carefree. Chu Yu was content.

Moreover, the fourth prince was her immediate superior, so it wouldn't hurt to improve their relationship!

Chu Yu was not a person who dwelled on things, so she had someone send it to the fourth prince as soon as she returned to the courtyard.

Then she put the matter aside.

In the inner room, Zao'er and Xing'er set the table with the food. They were used to their mistress having her lunch alone.

Xing'er handed Chu Yu a pair of chopsticks, and Chu Yu instinctively took them.

She had been in a good mood all morning, and Xing'er thought her mistress would have a good appetite today, just like before. But after waiting for a while, she didn't see Chu Yu touching her chopsticks, so she looked at her.

Chu Yu was staring at the familiar dishes on the table, looking a bit dazed. After a while, she sighed, "You both can leave. I want to be alone for a while."

After the two maids left, they both unconsciously stared at the closed door of the inner room, feeling the palpable sense of Chu Yu's low spirits, their eyes filled with concern.

The winter sunlight outside was just right, almost too bright.

Inside the room, Chu Yu was alone, facing a table full of food, looking somewhat desolate.

After a while, she picked up a piece of braised pork with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. As she chewed, tears fell from her eyes.

Facing this table of familiar dishes, she felt an indescribable emotion.

She wiped away her tears and poured herself a bowl of tea, then picked up another piece of braised pork and dipped it in the tea, then placed it in a clean plate.

She also picked up a piece of sweet and sour ribs, dipped it in the tea, and put it on the plate. Her movements were extremely skilled, as if she had done it many times before.

At that moment, Chu Yu missed her companion of eight years, Victory, immensely.

Victory was a country dog, the kind people often referred to as a mutt.

Chu Yu had found Victory by the roadside when she was in college. It was small and had wounds on its body. Unfortunately, Chu Yu didn't have much money to take it to the hospital, so she could only bandage it herself.

At that time, life was tough. The rented room was less than 10 square meters, and Chu Yu had many part-time jobs, keeping her busy all day. She didn't have time to take care of Victory, so she would mix a bowl of steamed buns with ham and fill a simple kettle with water for Victory to sustain itself for the day, eating, drinking, and relieving itself in that small room.

When Chu Yu came back at night, Victory would always be the first to run to her, spinning around her and licking her hand affectionately.

She remembered one time when she fell asleep in a daze and forgot to leave food for Victory the next day. It still licked her hand affectionately, but she cried. She decided to let the dean take care of it for a while.

Later, perhaps due to Victory's extreme lack of security or its sad eyes, or maybe because she was attached to the warmth of having it by her side, Victory continued to live with her.

During the toughest times, having Victory's company seemed to make life a little better. Chu Yu remembered the times when she and Victory would share instant noodles, and she couldn't help but cry even more, as those were the times when she was most motivated!

Later, when Chu Yu's situation improved, she bought dog food for Victory.

Strangely, Victory didn't eat it and preferred to eat with Chu Yu.

Chu Yu would give Victory a portion of whatever she cooked, and she found that Victory loved ribs and braised pork the most.

One time, Victory fell ill, didn't move much, and didn't eat. It just licked Chu Yu's hand affectionately.

This frightened Chu Yu. Victory was usually very lively, so she immediately took it to the pet hospital. The doctor said Victory's kidneys were not good and it couldn't eat too much salty food.

After that, Chu Yu only gave Victory bland food, but every time Victory looked at her pitifully, she couldn't help but blanch the meat in boiling water to remove the oil and salt before giving it to Victory.

At that moment, Chu Yu missed Victory immensely.

In the middle of the night, due to a heart attack, I left. How should Victory face my body?

Chuyu used to pretend to faint, lying on the ground to see Victory's reaction.

It would tug at its own clothes, and if Victory didn't move, it would lie next to it steadily. Silly Victory, it wouldn't even cry out loudly.

I never expected that our first meeting would be our last.

I regret not taking Victory out to play when it begged and rolled around. I also regret being so heartless and not giving it an extra piece of braised pork.

Chuyu felt a heavy heart and tears streamed down like a broken faucet, impossible to wipe away.

I hope the dean will find out about my situation soon!

Or is it possible for the girl from the Ulanara family to use her body to continue taking care of Victory?

Unfortunately, no one can give Chuyu an answer.

Some say that a dog spends its whole life deceiving you for food and drink, and when it leaves, it takes away a string of tears.

And now Chuyu feels like the one who deceived Victory's emotions, gaining its trust and reliance, but unable to continue caring for it.

"Victory, I'm living well in this world. I only hope that for the rest of your life, you'll have an owner who loves you more than I do."

There are too many complicated things in this world. Sharing joy and sorrow is the greatest happiness, but when you're enjoying the sweetness, your partner in suffering has an uncertain future. Countless emotions surge in my heart, unable to be expressed to anyone.