Lu Cong'an suddenly smiled, "There are many beautiful women abroad, but most of them are open and enthusiastic. I like quietness, so I haven't met the right one yet."
Oh, I like quietness.
She remembered that when she first confessed to Lu Cong'an a few years ago, he rejected her with the same reason.
That day, she stuffed the cake she had spent a long time preparing into his arms, her face as red as a drunk wild cat.
Lowering her head and staring at her toes, she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Lu Cong'an, I like you!"
Lu Cong'an threw the cake into the trash can beside him with disgust, scratched his ears and said, "I don't like girls who are too noisy."
Oh fuck, if you don’t like it then you don’t like it. Just give the cake back to me. Why do you have to throw it into the trash
Yu Huasang put away his memories and sneered unhappily, "What a coincidence! I like lively and cheerful boys who are easy to talk to. Mr. Lu is almost thirty this year, and I am only twenty-three. The generation gap between us is comparable to a galaxy!"
The man opposite turned pale, his peach blossom eyes revealing a sly and helpless smile.
It was obvious that she was deliberately mocking his age.
She remembered that he once told her that it was impossible to get married before the age of 30. Now, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this age really caught her off guard.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, and Lu Cong'an did not respond to her immediately. Just then, the waiter came over and brought a few cups of coffee.
Lu Cong'an slowly picked up the prepared creamer ball and added it to the coffee, then opened another bag and added it in.
His movements were very deliberate, and his slender fingers were a delight to the eyes.
Yu Huasang suddenly remembered that when they were together, he always held her hand and taught her how to write chemical equations.
It was winter, and her hands were icy and cold. When he held them, she felt like she was wrapped in a stove.
She was madly obsessed with Lu Cong'an as if she was on drugs. The first thing she did after school every day was to rush to their school to find him. She even foolishly thought that as long as she waited until he was thirty years old, he could really marry her.
Thinking about it now, I was really stupid back then.
"For you." The cold voice interrupted Yu Huasang's memories.
She saw Lu Cong'an push the cup of coffee with two portions of sugar in front of her, but his expression was calm.
Yu Huasang suddenly smiled bitterly.
I didn't expect that after so many years, he still remembered her preferences.
But Lu Congan, people will change.
After he left, she repeated her senior year of high school. She didn't have time to worry about all that. No matter how bitter the coffee was, she would drink it in one gulp.
Gradually, she fell in love with this kind of suffering, because it would make her much more sober and allow her to see Lu Cong'an clearly.
She reached out and stirred the coffee in front of her, then suddenly threw the spoon back into the cup. "Sorry, you guys chat first, I'm going to the bathroom."
The two mothers were chatting happily, and when they heard Yu Huasang's words, they said caringly, "Okay, come back soon."
Then, the two mothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time started chatting again.
Lu Cong'an sat in his seat, his eyes following the girl's back.
He wiped the sweat from his palms nervously and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom too."
He followed her silently and couldn't help but sigh at the changes in Yu Huasang over the past few years.
It seemed like she had grown a little taller and whiter, and even her walking posture was different.
In the past, she seemed to always fly into his arms.
(End of this chapter)