To my certain someone,

I'm still sad about the foods I cooked last night.

When we meet again, I want to surprise you with a meal I made myself. Maybe I’ll even try to recreate one of your favorite dishes.

I can already imagine you teasing me, saying, “Sheng Wang, don’t poison me!” But I also know you’d eat every bite because you’re always so kind to me.

Don't laugh at me, okay?