The late wind blew through the window, bringing bursts of coolness.
Ouyang Fuqian raised his hand and put it down again.
Let's leave the window ajar and give Xia Yang some time to wake up!
"What do you want to do, Xiaoqian."
Xia Yang's smiling voice sounded nearby.
"Can I pretend I don't know you?"
Ouyang Fuqian glanced at the light reflecting slightly on the window glass.
"What's the use of pretending," Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu, brought a plate of Chiba tofu in front of him, and scooped it all into his own bowl, "I've finished all your tofu."
Ouyang Fuqian looked out the window and rolled his eyes at the ceiling: "Eat, if you have the ability, you can finish all the dishes on the table."
"That's not a problem, that's what I thought."
Xia Yang said and took the rice bowl in front of Ouyang Fuqian.
Looking at the reflection on the window glass, Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but be startled, and turned to look at Xia Yang: "This is mine!"
"I know." Xia Yang responded without raising his head. He took two chopsticks and pulled two of them into the rice bowl. All the rice and vegetables in the bowl were poured onto the plate in front of him. "I'm afraid again." If I’m not afraid of getting your saliva, what are you afraid of?”
Ouyang Fuqian was instantly suffocated: ...
She clearly didn't eat a morsel of rice just now!
Forget it, I’m too lazy to answer his words!
"Xiao Qian, you are getting worse and worse." Xia Yang picked up the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with the chopsticks in his hand, and glanced at Ouyang Fuqian, "How can we act together in the future? Not only do we have no sense of humor, , even the previous sense of tacit understanding is gone.”
"Who wants to play with you?"
Ouyang Fu Qianyi looked towards Xia Yang from the window sill.
The number of people in the restaurant gradually increased. From the first two or three people who entered together, now they are pouring in in groups of three or five.
"Me?" Xia Yang snorted, paused, spit out the bones, glanced at Ouyang Fuqian, and followed her line of sight to the right, "I'll go, these people don't need to go to class. What? It’s only what time and everyone is here to eat. You just know how to eat. It’s such a waste of your youthful time.”
"You're not the same." Ouyang Fuqian replied quietly.
"Me, how can I be like them?" Xia Yang picked up the Chiba tofu in front of him again, "I am young now and growing in body. Only by eating more can I grow taller and become more handsome. I can be like them. Well? How old are they? They are so old, they have already been formed!"
old? Ouyang Fuqian withdrew her gaze from the distance, glanced at Xia Yang, and then fell on the dining table in front of him: "You are really young."
The food on this table, including her rice, was almost completely gone, with two green plates left untouched.
One plate is water spinach with mashed garlic, and the other plate is braised baby greens!
Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but twitch her lips. She knew that Xia Yang hated minced garlic and green vegetables.
"Well, it seems reasonable," Ouyang Fuqian looked at Xia Yang, "Hurry up and finish the food on the table. My sister will accompany you out to watch the night view."
"Whose sister is that? I don't admit it," Xia Yang paused with the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "You are my goddess!"
When Ouyang Fu heard the words, he laughed softly and did not respond.
"That's right." Xia Yang became happy when he saw that Ouyang Fuqian only smiled and said nothing. He glanced at the dishes on the table and paused with the hand holding the chopsticks.
Ouyang Fuqian, who had taken in all of this, couldn't help but chuckle. His eyes flickered back and forth between Xia Yang and the two dishes: "We agreed, eat them all, and we can't waste it."
Xia Yang's hand holding the chopsticks paused again for a few seconds, then he put down his chopsticks and looked at Ouyang Fuqian: "Xiao Qian, you haven't eaten for a long time. These vegetables are good, they can cleanse the intestines and beautify the face." , hurry up and eat some."
"Dinner, I quit."
Ouyang Fuqian, who was leaning against the window, responded softly. He combed the broken hair around his ears, picked up a strand and twisted it around. "You are young and growing up. It is more beneficial to combine meat and vegetables with vegetables." growing up."
Xia Yang choked and smacked his mouth, his helpless expression reflected in Ouyang Fuqian's eyes.
"Xiao Qian, you know I don't like to eat this," Xia Yang looked embarrassed, and picked up the chopsticks with a heartbeat, "I will risk my life for the night trip you mentioned later, I will eat it."
Before he finished speaking, the chopsticks had already picked up a green vegetable leaf.
Before Ouyang Fuqian had time to take a breath, Xia Yang had already stuffed the green vegetable leaves into his mouth.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
"It's really good." Xia Yang turned to look at Ouyang Fuqian, "It's a pity that you don't eat it."
Then, what did Ouyang Fuqian see?
Xia Yang's chopsticks had already reached another plate of garlic water spinach, picked up a few and stuffed them into his mouth.
Ahem, Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but blink her eyes quickly a few times. Didn't she see it wrong?
Xia Yang, who always hated eating these two dishes, actually ate it happily with a smile on his face!
Did she remember it wrong? Or did she miss something?
For a moment, there was silence.
There was only a half-open window, and the cool breeze that filtered in from the window came and went, making people feel extra refreshed.
Until she watched Xia Yang finish the last water spinach, she still looked uncertain.
Xia Yang actually changed his habit?
"The power of love is great, you don't know, right?" Xia Yang finished chewing the last dish vigorously, took the paper towel on the table, wiped his hands, and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "My goddess , now you can accompany me on a night out and talk about love, right?"
"..." Ouyang Fuqian looked at the empty plates on the dining table, then at Xia Yang, and blinked, "You..."
"What are you doing? You're leaving."
At Ouyang Fuqian's surprise, Xia Yang quickly sorted out the mess on the table, stood up, walked to the opposite side of the dining table, and stuffed it into his off-white backpack.
Ouyang Fuqian was startled.
This really means that the wind is like the rain. Are you really going for a night trip?
Before she could recover, Xia Yang came over again and put the special book into her hand: "This book is for you as a souvenir."
Feeling the slight chill coming from the magazine in his hand, Xia Yang's voice came over again before he could see the cover of the magazine clearly.
"No need to read it, it's the one you picked with the photo of the ugly boy."
Ouyang Fu lowered his eyes and glanced at the magazine in his hand. The bright words on the cover broke into his sight: November special issue!
Xia Yang, what is this?
"No need to thank me," Xia Yang smiled and leaned over, "If you gossip with me tomorrow, would you believe that you and I are in a relationship?"
Ouyang Fuqian frowned slightly and looked at Xia Yang: "This and the book are two different things."
"It's the same thing, my goddess!" Xia Yang's face flashed with pride, "I have inquired, your ugly boy does not have a girlfriend."
Ouyang Fu was startled.
"Let's go! Xiaoqian, this is all I can do for you. It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Yang smiled brightly and walked towards the door of the restaurant alone with his bag in hand.
