Hong Xiqi and Gu Yi looked at each other in tacit understanding, but neither of them spoke first. They lowered their heads and ate the food on their plates in silence.
Tao You raised his head and looked around. It was already the breakfast rush hour. Almost all the members of the school team had come down to have breakfast. There were also many tourists coming here, so there really weren't many empty seats.
"Sit down." Tao You said cheerfully.
Ye Haosheng had just sat down and had not taken a bite of the meal. Song Yimian also came over with a dinner plate. When he saw Ye Haosheng beside Tao You, he paused before continuing to walk this way.
Hong Xiqi felt the gaze behind her, turned around to see Song Yimian's figure, then glanced back at Tao You, took the dinner plate and walked to the seat on the other side of Gu Yi to sit down.
Several people at the same table glanced at her, and she explained with a smile, "The sun is shining over there, it's too dazzling. I, I'll change positions." Afraid that they wouldn't believe it, Hong Xiqi blinked hard, as if To get rid of that non-existent feeling of discomfort.
In this way, Song Yimian naturally sat down opposite Tao You.
For a moment, the table was completely quiet. Everyone was eating the food on their plates. No one spoke, and the surrounding sounds became clearer and noisier.
"Ha." Ye Haosheng suddenly chuckled.
Tao You wiped off the cowpea cake stuck to his fingers with a wet tissue, looked at it in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ye Haosheng pointed at the soy milk and cowpea cake in front of Tao You, and said with a smile, "Your taste has not changed. You are the same as me. You have eaten sweet soy milk and cowpea cake for so many years and you are still not tired of it."
Tao You didn't expect Ye Haosheng to notice these little things. He took a sip of soy milk and said with a smile, "Haha, you remember it so clearly."
"Of course. I remember that you used to go to the breakfast shop next to the school. You would order these two things every time. The lady boss knew you and would leave a separate portion for you every few days." Ye Haosheng recalled the past, "Oh, By the way, if I remember correctly, there is also her black rice porridge, which you also particularly like."
Tao You moved the dinner plate slightly to the side. Unexpectedly, Ye Haosheng understood so clearly that he felt uncomfortable with his privacy being glimpsed by others, although this did not seem to be a particularly private matter.
She changed the subject, "Hey, you also like to drink sweet soy milk?" Tao You looked at the soup bowl in front of Ye Haosheng, and his eyes shone, the light of finally finding a companion who shared the same hobby.
Ye Haosheng paused while holding the spoon and said with a smile, "My mother likes to drink sweet soy milk. We always make it sweet at home. I have been drinking it since I was a child and I am used to it."
"I used to go to the breakfast shop at the school gate often, don't you remember?" Ye Haosheng asked, "We have shared the table many times."
——Is there still this matter? ! Why don't I have any impression?
Tao You blinked and her mind stopped working for a few seconds, "Ah, I remember, how could I not remember." After being reminded by Ye Haosheng, she also vaguely remembered it, as if it happened once or twice.
This can’t be blamed on her not remembering that every time Tao You went to the breakfast shop in front of the school, one of the reasons was that the cowpea cake there tasted very good, was filling, and was easy to carry. He put it in a plastic bag and put it in the bag. I can still eat when I'm hungry after class; another important reason is that I wake up late and don't have time to have breakfast at home. Every time I have to rush to get to school in time, I don't have the energy to pay attention to who is sitting next to me.
Song Yimian's eyes darted back and forth between the two people in front of him, and the chopsticks in his hands stabbed the xiaolongbao and sweet potatoes on the plate.
"Ouch," Gu Yi wiped off the soup splashed on his face, pointed at Song Yimian's movements and complained, "You just have to eat well. I'm messing with you with the xiaolongbao and sweet potato. Still. Do you want to eat sweet potato puree and meat puree?"
Song Yimian stopped the unconscious movements of his hands and looked down. He saw that he had poked many holes in the roasted sweet potatoes and steamed dumplings on the plate.
Song Yimian stuffed the steamed dumplings into his mouth before putting down his chopsticks. He picked up the warm roasted sweet potato, slowly tore off the skin and swallowed it in several mouthfuls.
Tao You turned around to look, pointed his chin at the soup bowl in Song Yimian's hand, and asked, "Hey, so you like to drink salty soy milk?"
——No wonder Aunt Tingwan always has fever
I have never seen you drink soy milk.
Gu Yi stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth and took the initiative to answer Tao You's question for Song Yimian, "No, Brother Mian doesn't like sweet things. Besides, this salty soy milk tastes so exciting. Ah. Do you think so, Brother Mian?"
The next second, Song Yimian moved the bowl of salty soy milk to Gu Yi and said indifferently, "Here you go."
"What, you won't drink it?" Gu Yi glanced at the untouched soy milk, then looked up at Song Yimian in confusion. He stretched out his hand and put a sticker on the wall of the bowl, saying speechlessly, "It's not too hot anymore. You don't want to drink it because you dislike it, right? Hey, stop picking. This is not your house. What does it have to do once in a while? Ah, cold soy milk is also delicious."
"..." Song Yizhen glanced at Gu Yi, then turned around and walked to the dining table.
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A few minutes later, Song Yimian came back carrying another soup bowl. This time, the bowl was filled with soy milk of the same color as Tao You.
"Hey, Brother Mian, don't you like to drink sweet soy milk?" Gu Yi drank the soy milk Song Yimian gave him in one breath, took a break, wiped his mouth and looked at Song Yimian's hand in disbelief Soy milk, "Sweet? Or original? Don't you like salty soy milk?! The taste has been changed? Why didn't I know when it happened?!" He felt like he had accidentally opened something these days. At the gate of the new world, there were too many things he didn't know.
Song Yimian raised her eyes and glanced at him, took a spoon and stirred the white sugar in the soy milk evenly, and said lightly, "What a fuss, when did I say that I like to drink salty soy milk?"
Gu Yi swallowed the apple in his mouth and said in surprise, "Hey, did I remember it wrong? No, you never drink sweet soy milk. Aunt Song usually makes sweet soy milk and you don't even touch it."
--yes. Aunt Tingwan and Song Xiaoan both like sweet things like her. Uncle Song has become accustomed to it after drinking it for so many years, so the soy milk made by Aunt Tingwan is basically sweet. If he really likes to drink sweet soy milk, he can drink it at home. Why don't you drink when you are here, but why do you want to drink outside? Is it better to drink outside for free than at home? Isn't this work? !
——And judging from Gu Yi's words, he should be used to drinking salty soy milk.
Song Yimian noticed the curious glances cast on him by the four people. He pursed his lips uncomfortably and pretended not to care, and said harshly, "When did I say that I don't like drinking sweet soy milk?" He said, like Afraid that they wouldn't believe it, he drank the soy milk in a big gulp. In Tao You's expectant eyes, he commented without hesitation, "It tastes good. Try it." The last half of the sentence was addressed to Gu Yi.
As Song Yimian spoke, he glanced in Ye Haosheng's direction without any emotion, unable to tell what he was thinking.
Tao You raised his chin proudly towards Gu Yi.
"I..." Gu Yi stuttered, "I don't want to drink, I'm full."
Song Yimian put down the soup bowl, wiped his mouth, and said slowly, "Don't be so sure if you haven't tried it before, or you may get slapped in the face."
Gu Yi curled his lips and looked at the half bowl of soy milk left in front of Tao You, with equal parts doubt and curiosity.
While the few people were talking, Ye Haosheng finished the food on his plate gracefully and quickly, not forgetting to take note of Song Yimian's series of actions. As if he had figured something out, there was a hint of understanding smile in his eyes.
He looked at his phone, put on his coat, stood up and pulled out his chair in time, "I'm done eating, let's go first."
As soon as he picked up the dinner plate, he kindly reminded the four of them, "By the way, the gathering time is coming soon, so you should hurry up and eat."
Ye Haosheng turned around and left. Coach Tan held a toothpick in his mouth and slung his pocket bag across his chest. He strode up behind Gu Yi, patted his shoulder, and pressed it vigorously, "How are you eating?" Hurry up and gather soon."
Gu Yi was forced to shrink his neck, and while moving forward to avoid Coach Tan's hand, he nodded in agreement, "Okay, okay, right away."
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It's dawn
, buses parked outside the hotel one after another, their bodies reflecting the dazzling sunlight.
Flocks of birds are constantly flying overhead. Contrary to the previous sudden drop in temperature, the rising speed gives people the illusion that spring has arrived.
Tao You stood in the sun in his team uniform for less than five minutes. His face was red from the sun, his body felt warm, and he was sweating slightly on the tip of his nose.
While queuing to get on the bus, Tao You saw Coach Sun knocking on the window and signaling the driver to open the back door and take out his luggage bag. She suddenly remembered the three knocks on the door in the morning.
After getting into the car with doubts, she patted the back of the seat in front of her, stepped forward and asked, "Song Yimian, did you knock on our door this morning?" Although she knew that the possibility was almost zero. .
Song Yimian fastened his seat belt, turned around and said, "No."
An expected answer.
——Who could that be? Did I really hear it wrong? But the sound of the two knocks on the door seemed to be the same.
Tao humorously thought about it, her beautiful eyebrows moved closer to the middle unconsciously, and her fingers slowly lifted up to rub her lower lip. This was her habitual action when thinking.
Seeing her thinking hard, Song Yimian stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of her, "What's wrong? Someone knocked on the door this morning?"
Tao You came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, maybe I heard wrong."
"Morning? Knock on the door?" Gu Yi heard a few key words, turned around and knelt on the chair, pointed at himself at the two of them, "I can knock. Didn't Hong Xiqi come to open the door?" After he finished speaking, it seemed as if Recalling something, the tips of her ears turned red. She glanced at Hong Xiqi next to Tao You, who was wearing headphones and addicted to the TV series.
