My feet won't keep still. I was pacing back and forth in the house.
At this time, I'm usually on the way to tuition.
Don't ask me why I want to be there so early. It's just my nature.
On my umpteenth trip to the kitchen, I stopped dead. The celestial smell from the wet kitchen held my nose as hostage.
Mom cooked my favourite soup!
Seasoning: Soy sauce, vinegar and a plethora of love~
Yummy~
Wanted to stay for a second helping but it was 7.40pm already, gotta fly.
I can't concentrate in tuition, the tantalizing aroma swam in my head.
In the car on the way home, I urged dad to speed up. I want my second helping and no one's gonna stop me!! Not even the fat policemen.
It felt like going through an apotheosis... I'm floating among angels in empyrean~
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