"Speaking of... this thing is ridiculous."
The opening remarks before the heart-to-heart talk sounded simple.
Duan Changke omitted the cumbersome steps of serving the food step by step, and simply let the restaurant serve all at once, then closed the door, and talked to Fang Lin about what they thought was "something that only I have experienced".
After the two sides had said everything they could, they were speechless for a while across the dining table.
"Indeed... absurd."
This is Duan Changke's summary of what the two of them said just now.
Therefore, Fang Lin's actions before have been explained, why he was so cautious at the beginning, why he didn't even want to kiss him, tasted the meaning of the sentence "I lied to you" that night in the ancient town, and understood better Why does a person who seemed a little heartless after the death of his relatives suddenly seem to have his soul taken away-he did not collapse because of the death of his relatives, but because of the second occurrence of this scene.
"Let's eat first." When he regained his senses, he pushed the plate forward, "It will be cold later."
Fang Lin didn't refuse, and obediently tasted everything in front of him, nodded and said, "Not bad."
"If I could finish this at the last supper, it would be pretty good." After so long, when he mentioned it again, his tone was very relaxed, but he was knocked just after he finished saying this sentence.
Duan Changke's strength was neither light nor heavy, but he still made a crisp sound.
"You still hit me!" Fang Lin said angrily, "You actually hit me!"
Duan Changke put away the clean spoon, and for a moment felt that she didn't know what to do with him: "It's you who don't speak well. Where is the Last Supper?"
"I'm talking about that time, at that time." Fang Lin explained flatteringly, "After all, I've made an appointment for a long time."
The other party did not answer immediately.
After all, if you say "I will bring you here in the future", it would be a little hypocritical and spoil the atmosphere on this occasion.
"However, Duan Duan is not without progress!" Fang Lin swallowed a small piece of beef, "He finally found where to put the sugar bowl in the kitchen of his apartment!"
Duan Changke's expression was a little helpless, he laughed and said, "Are you trying to make me happy now?"
Unexpectedly, he answered very simply: "Yes."
"I guess you still want to hug me now, but because I'm eating, you decide to talk about it later." Fang Lin put on a confident look, and asked Duan Changke, "Am I right?"
It turned out that he had begun to get to know Duan Changke a little bit at some point, knowing that he looked the same as usual, but he was definitely not at peace in his heart. He is such a smart and outstanding person, and he might even put himself in his place and recall it for him. After empathizing with him I will definitely feel sorry for him, and maybe even blame myself.
"That's right." Duan Changke glanced at him as if approving, and said, "And..."
And you are guessing my thoughts now, in fact, it is because you are still a little nervous. After all, no one will be completely frank about this kind of thing.
But Duan Changke didn't intend to expose his small thoughts, so he nodded: "I'm also very glad that you can comfort me."
Fang Lin let out an "oh", lowered his head and continued to eat, but the corners of his mouth still curled up slightly.
"Hey wait, I almost forgot a detail," Fang Lin suddenly thought of something, "You said that the hospital my grandma lived in was also run by your family. At that time she... she mistook you..."
"I thought your surname was Lin." Duan Changke said while leaning on the back of the chair in a comfortable position.
Fang Lin poked at the fish pieces on the plate, suddenly he didn't have the nerve to look up.
Duan Changke continued: "At that time, I thought, maybe that is the name given to you by fans, I went back and asked, and found that there was only one female star with the same name, and then I gave up."
"Would you be angry if I didn't find you in time?"
Duan Changke asked.
Fang Lin picked up the crispy and soft piece of fish and ate it. He couldn't say how good at cooking, but his tongue could probably taste the reason why the dishes here are expensive. It is fresh and fragrant, and slowly slides down the esophagus into the stomach, as if connecting that year and this day together, all regrets are healed, the delicacy becomes warmth, and only determination is left behind consolation.
That's great, Fang Lin thought, that's great.
He finished the last mouthful with satisfaction, then raised his head and wiped his mouth, his eyes and the corners of his mouth were smiling, shining brightly, giving birth to a dizzying illusion of happiness.
"I'm also thinking," he didn't directly answer what Duan Changke said just now, but asked himself, "If there is no chance to do it again, if I am still the stupid person who was tied up by the original company..."
"Will we be together?"
Will there be such a possibility
Fang Lin would even imagine a scenario, or as Duan Changke said, he really found himself, but he would definitely not be as depressed as he was at the beginning of this life, and maybe he would still be strong and unaffected, thinking that Duan Changke wanted to There must be something else to help yourself...
He was amused by his own brain.
It might be a completely different story, probably not such a deformed relationship in the beginning, or even a lover in the end.
"I do not know."
"I do not know."
Like a tacit understanding, almost at the same time, the two spoke honestly together.
"Okay, then there's no need to say too much." Fang Lin's voice was clear and his tone was cheerful. This kind of false assumption of non-existence made him feel magical and interesting, but he would not be sad because of the hypothetical ending.
He stood up and walked to the French window.
The floor of the restaurant is not high, he can only see people not far away. But it was also because the number of floors was not high, Fang Lin could even see the expressions on their faces clearly. People were talking, laughing, and playing around, and the street lights were also awakened, bright as day, just like back then, as if they seemed to be happy.
The night that had once made him feel so cold, now felt as warm as spring.
Fang Lin turned around, raised his head and said to the person standing behind him.
"So, now is the optimal solution."
I have to say that this restaurant is really suitable for dating, and the light fragrance in the air also makes people feel comfortable.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, changed his appearance, and said artificially: "Is this the smell of money! I want to try their other dishes next time!"
"Anything is fine." Duan Changke called the waiter to put away the cutlery on the table, and said flatly.
Fang Lin was still thinking about what to eat next time, and was planning to discuss it with Duan Changke, so he suddenly raised his head: "Otherwise next time—"
Just as the waiter came in, the eyes of the two collided.
The other party's eyes seemed to be surprised for a moment, but if Fang Linge was not too close and the actor's natural sensitivity, otherwise he would not have noticed.
With his professionalism, he quickly nodded politely, and removed the tableware for them respectfully wearing gloves.
After the waiter left, Fang Lin also finished talking about what he wanted to eat next time, and Duan Changke accompanied him for a while.
"It's okay." Duan Changke thought he cared about being recognized, "The privacy here is very good, even if people in the store recognize it, it won't be a problem."
"No... I just feel that his eyes are frightened, not surprised. How to put it, it's as if he saw my news somewhere just now, and saw me as soon as he looked up..." Fang Lin muttered, "But I I just finished the audition, and I haven't picked up new ones recently, so there shouldn't be any exposure or topic."
As he said that, he took out his mobile phone: "I'll see if Tao Le has sent me a message."
In the end, it was better if he didn't take it out. Fang Lin didn't expect that he hadn't looked at his phone for just a few hours, and he really had a new problem.
He read it all over and said, "Hey, I think it's a big deal."
Duan Changke also glanced sideways, it was indeed not a big deal.
The hot search position is not high or low, it is estimated that the salesman next door bought it to take advantage of the year-end performance. After all, Fang Lin is still popular now, so he is not in vain.
The content is just a video, but the title is much more eye-catching than the content, #方临酒感感货品#.
One can imagine that this happened after he pushed Duan Changke away that day, and Fang Lin didn't fear being photographed if he dared to do this at the time, and now the two have no entanglement, and even started to open the comment together.
"I think this shooting angle is okay." Fang Lin pointed to himself on the screen of the phone, "I didn't shoot me very short."
The video was slightly shaken. It was originally shot vertically, but later it was found that it was better to shoot horizontally. After shaking a few times, it turned horizontally again.
The other party was located a little far away from Fang Lin. After a while, the camera zoomed out, and his face and facial features became clearer.
His hair hadn't been properly taken care of, his eyelids were half down and he plucked the strings, and he leaned forward slightly to get close to the microphone. Except for the guitar, there was no extra accompaniment, and the surrounding was fairly quiet, and he sang very softly.
The lights on the stage were dim, and his outline easily blended in. His movements and habits looked very skilled, not like singing for the first time.
The voice is a bit harsh, but every sentence is in the melody, even if there is no skill, it is still moving.
Fang Lin finished reading it seriously, speechless: "...I was so ugly at the time. My expression was so ugly."
Seeing that Duan Changke didn't open his mouth, he felt a little embarrassed, and poked him.
"If I say it looks good, will your next sentence block me again?" Duan Changke asked him to poke it, and then asked him to lean on it again, and said calmly.
"... Hey, you guessed it." Fang Lin blinked, and then began to reflect on himself after a while, "No, why am I acting like this now?"
"But, it's pretty." Duan Changke completed what he hadn't finished speaking just now.
As a result, Fang Lin's expression became even more unnatural, but he couldn't help but look up at the corners of his eyes, so he turned around so that he wouldn't look at him.
But while the two were chatting, Tao Le, who had endured so much hardship, was still not idle, sending him messages tirelessly.
"Lin, because of your current relationship with Mr. Duan, I'm too embarrassed to call you now."
"Afraid to disturb you."
"I know your phone messages may be muted."
"So if you see the message, please reply."
"The key is that it has progressed to the point where someone has started picking up on your past affairs! I think it may not be possible to hide the matter of grandma, after all, you didn't expect to be in this line of work later."
"Ah, ah, ah..."
"Say hello to Mr. Duan for me!"
Because the phone is still playing the video, Tao Le's news keeps jumping up at the top, it's hard not to ignore it.
In order to make him shut up, Fang Lin took the initiative to reply: "Okay, I saw it."
And when he estimated that Tao Le might call, he added "he is next to me", and the other party successfully disappeared.
But Fang Lin still read what he said, turned off the video and began to pull down the comments below.
Good guy, one or two of the hot comments are all good things for him, and the following have echoed.
He looked up at Duan Changke: "Did the company buy me a navy?"
Knowing that he might be knocked, he turned sideways to hide in advance.
"If you bought Sailor, would you still see other unfavorable comments?" Duan Changke said, "Of course you can buy it if you want."
His boss stood in front of him and introduced it in a serious manner: "The key is that it is definitely more professional than this one. The comments are not repetitive and have pictures, and there will be a few more voices from passers-by to confuse the audience."
Fang Lin couldn't laugh or cry: "I know I was wrong! I don't want it!"
After all, the comments below are not particularly excessive.
Hot 1 and hot 2 are "Can you care about people singing after get off work?" and "Handsome guy sings so charmingly, new day, new treasure".
Because there is no review, the direction of the wind is still normal—of course, the normal meaning is that someone will jump out and tear it up no matter where you stand.
"It's so good!! Do you have any intention to release a single? I can!!"
"Hey, he's so proficient, it looks like he's been a resident singer before."
"What's wrong with singing before?? Are you sick? What kind of taboo is this??"
"So this is... broken love?"
"It must be something!!"
"I don't know why I actually saw a taste of despair, so sad, woo woo woo"
"I always thought he was going to cry"
"So no one has analyzed it? The time of recording this is obviously the second recording time of Yubo Variety Show. He didn't work hard and sing here?? Someone washed it here??"
"Guide → [link], the host of this post said that it seems that repo went to this bar before. Many years ago, he mentioned a resident singer. According to the description, it is basically him."
"What kind of hammer is hammer? It's not a scandal. Why can this word be used casually everywhere now?"
"I love it. Is this the newcomer this year? He's really 'dedicated'."
"Have you seen the work without brains? Please change your avatar and super talk and come to black again. The score of your steamed drama has never been higher than four. Are you ashamed to hurt others here?"
Most of the comments in the back are boring fans scolding each other, many of them are Meng Jinyu's fans, some of them spoke for him because the show knocked off the cp, and some felt that cpbe stepped back at the moment, saying that he hugged his thigh and ran away hateful.
Fang Lin felt that it was boring, so he didn't continue to read the following content, and turned off the comments.
But before closing it, he scanned the video again.
It seems that there is a guide, or Fang Lin has such an idea in his heart, he really found the picture he wanted to see at the beginning of the video——
He pointed to a corner where no one was paying attention to the phone, and excitedly said to Duan Changke: "This is you! I remember you were wearing this one that day!"
Duan Changke originally thought that Fang Lin had other thoughts when he went back to watch the video, and was afraid that he would return to the emotions of that day. He was thinking about whether to call the secretary now, but was called back by Fang Lin's words.
He lowered his head and looked at the place Fang Lin pointed at. He didn't even have a complete back, only half of it was left and it quickly went out of the screen. He didn't know how Fang Lin recognized it from the corner of his clothes.
Fang Lin was really in a good mood today, Duan Changke followed him and said, "It's me."
"I was looking for how to get to the backstage room, and I didn't want to be seen by you, so I could only hide by the side." Duan Changke recalled, "Later, your friend showed me the way, so I found it."
Fang Lin was stunned for a moment, and whispered, "I won't see you. I... didn't dare to look up."
At the end, his voice could hardly be heard: "Fortunately, you came back at last."
Probably because it made him a little embarrassed to mention this matter, Fang Lin held back for a while, then twisted and said cheekily: "Then I will raise my head now."
"Hurry up, hug me quickly."
"Otherwise I'll cry."
His request was satisfied, his voice floated up, and he said triumphantly: "Thank you, boss!"
Duan Changke didn't care about him, and wrapped his whole body in his arms with a very protective movement.
Fang Lin actually had nothing to say.
For example, seeing myself in the same frame as him will really have a kind of secret happiness, no one knows who the half of the back is.
The video always gives Fang Lin a feeling of going back to that day, and people gossip and eat melons with great relish, but he kisses and caresses the owner of the back after the song is over—
Like the door of the backstage lounge, they are separated from these irrelevant people by a mobile phone screen, doing things they will never know.
This kind of knowledge made his heart flutter, and all the selfishness and small thoughts unique to love were exposed, but he didn't care.
"President Duan." After a while, Fang Lin continued, "Otherwise, I'd better send a reply."
Duan Changke responded: "If you want a PR article, I can give you the phone number and you can go talk."
"No." Fang Lin rubbed his clothes and shook his head, "What a day today, I don't want to contact other people anymore."
Speaking of this, Fang Lin suddenly thought of something, and immediately opened the address book with a jerk, quickly found a friend named mango and sent a message—I saw the trending search, I will clarify now, but I have something to do today, so don’t tell me I called and waited for me to send you a message—then immediately blocked his call briefly, said three words of apology in my heart, and planned to release it tomorrow.
Otherwise, based on his character, he might be even more difficult than Tao Le.
"Okay." Fang Lin set the phone to silent and asked Duan Changke, "If I tell the truth, someone will scold me for spending money on my relatives."
Duan Changke reminded calmly: "If you don't say it, someone will say something else."
"It's okay, it's very easy if you want to suppress the news." Duan Changke said flatly, "Plus what happened before is so far away..."
"I see." Fang Lin interrupted him, "I suddenly remembered that she told me before that she must celebrate me when I become famous, and she will definitely say a lot more."
Maybe she will show off to the nurse several times a day with a smile that she is the grandmother of a big star, and tell herself not to be afraid, she will protect him well.
Obviously these things haven't happened yet, but Fang Lin can just imagine the way the old man said these words.
Even if the eyeballs are cloudy, there is still light, and even if the memory is confused, it will not be forgotten.
At that time, the old man also asked Fang Lin if he would be entangled by fans, thinking that he was holding him back.
Fang Lin said no, so the old man said with a smile, then Lin Lin wanted to introduce me to them, so he was embarrassed.
It's embarrassing to say, but her smile was real at the time.
Fang Lin actually thought about it at the time, and felt that this was not something to hide. It was just that Hui Yao paid attention to packaging artists back then and was committed to making everyone perfect. Such disputes were generally not allowed to be disclosed. At that time, his public social accounts were also Can't just post content.
"Then just let them say it." Fang Lin's face was a little stubborn, but he couldn't say he was unhappy.
"Then just say what you want, I won't make you feel wronged." Duan Changke looked at his watch, "Didn't you say you wanted to go out for a stroll when you were eating?"
Fang Lin's phone screen was still frozen at the Weibo editing interface, and he nodded.
Duan Changke didn't care, just pretended he didn't see it: "Then we'll leave after you finish it."
Five minutes later, the two left the restaurant.
The edited content has been posted at this moment. It is nothing more than a candid admission that the variety show did not finish recording at that time, and also briefly talked about his past freely and without concealment, including the reason for his absence.
Fang Lin posted a photo of himself and the old man, set it as the top, no text, only two emojis, a tree, and a rain.
But that has nothing to do with him.
Fang Lin wore a large down jacket to cover his face, and put his phone back in his pocket: "Let's go! Let's go shopping!"
After he finished sending the content, he turned off the phone directly.
Strictly speaking, this was actually the first official date between the two, but neither of them had any plans, so they just walked along the side of the road, occasionally saying a few words, or stopping to sit for a while.
They started shopping aimlessly to eat and drink, Fang Lin took his hand and walked in front, as if they were seeing this city for the first time, it seemed to be full of novelty everywhere.
He bought junk food on the side of the road and ate it while walking, because the phone was turned off and Duan Changke had to scan the code, but the other party hadn't done it for a long time and was not very proficient, and even received a probing look from the peddler.
The stomach that has just finished packing delicacies from mountains and seas does not reject flavors and pigments at all. After biting a candied haws and eating a fish roe lucky bag, Fang Lin is satisfied both physically and psychologically.
Passing by the shopping mall with the highest landmark, Fang Lin pointed to the spire and quarreled again, as if he got the happiness of being called this title from Joke Tao Le: "Duan Duan! Buy a house!"
"I'll take you to see it tomorrow."
"Duan Duan! Buy a yacht!"
"I'll take you there after buying the building."
"Duan Duan! Buy a plane!"
"Next week."
"Duan Duan! Buy a hot dog!"
"...Wechat has no change."
The two walked through the city's canals. Fortunately, the winter was too cold and the cruise ship business was cold, so Fang Lin didn't think about it.
He looked at the amusement park in the distance and said, "If it weren't for the fact that there are so many people over there and it's easy to be spotted, I'd even like to go and ride the Ferris wheel."
Before Duan Changke could speak, he said again: "Forget it, childish."
"But I still want to sit down."
He grabbed Duan Changke's hand, even though most of his face was covered and sunglasses were on the bridge of his nose, but the excitement was completely unaffected: "Otherwise, you will be a fool for a while, Your Majesty."
At this moment, the two adults seemed like a passionate student couple, one was aggressive and the other was indulgent, Duan Changke laughed, and actually took out his mobile phone to make a call.
This New Year's Eve everyone is very happy, passers-by are eating melon couples, only the president's secretary He Cong - just half an hour ago I was terrified when I received an order from the boss to transfer 1,000 yuan on WeChat, and now I have to arrange to buy the already sold out in the city Amusement Park Tickets—Become a conscientious tool man.
After they got on the Ferris wheel, it was almost midnight.
Duan Changke didn't know how to evaluate today's date. After all, the change was borrowed by a subordinate and bought by someone else, so he had to remind Fang Lin: "Didn't you make an appointment with your friend today?"
"Yes, he said he's a bit busy today, so it's okay to let me go later." Fang Lin looked down through the glass, "It's my first time sitting, don't laugh at me."
"It's my first time too."
So both of them felt that this date was actually not bad.
"I seem to be naive today." Fang Lin said the word again, "But it doesn't prevent me from being happy."
When he came in, he bought a big lollipop at the door. The little sister passing by almost cried when she saw it. Now she peeled off the candy wrapper and licked it slowly. Pigment was stained on her lips and tongue, making her lips and teeth more red and skin snow white.
"Yeah." Duan Changke smiled lightly.
"When I was filming that drama before, Sister Peirou sent me a bunch of bossy novels." Fang Lin shared with him, "Many of them are about amusement park plots, such as the heroine bringing the hero to ride the Ferris wheel, Kissing at the top will always be together or something."
Duan Changke's expression finally changed a little, probably because he was stupefied: "..."
"I just said that I didn't really ask you to do this! So vulgar! You're stupid!" Fang Lin scolded himself passionately, trying to cover up the thought that he was a little bit eager to move at the beginning.
However, he was quickly attracted by the moving higher and higher scenery, stood up and looked at the road he had just walked through the glass window.
It's as if the city really isn't the same, starting tonight.
The time was close to zero, and there were celebrations in the amusement park, but they were far away and in the car, so they couldn't hear the outside sound.
"Fang Lin." Duan Changke suddenly called him.
"Wait some time and go meet my parents."
When he finished speaking, a huge colorful firework exploded not far from the sky, illuminating Duan Changke's face, including the smile on his lips.
Fang Lin was a little taken aback, but quickly nodded non-stop.
He used to think all the time, how could Duan Changke be so good
How could Duan Changke be so good? What kind of family did they grow up in... He wanted to know, and also wanted to see.
When he thought this way, even for a moment, he regretted confessing to Tao Le today.
In fact, the saying that showing off is part of love is not always true.
Because at this time, he was so precious that he couldn't bear to show it off. While despising his own appearance, he must be stupid, and at the same time, he was glad that such a person could be his own.
They didn't kiss at the top, but Duan Changke kissed him later.
It was one o'clock when they came out of the amusement park.
But Fang Lin seemed to be in surprisingly good spirits today. Seeing that Duan Changke was about to call Lao Wu again, he finally couldn't bear to snatch his phone and call an online car-hailing car.
Fortunately, it was late and the road was not blocked. It didn't take long for them to stop at the back door of the bar.
Contrary to what Fang Lin thought, he thought that there would be a lot more people in Xiao Jianian's bar after this incident happened, but when he went in, he found that it didn't seem to have changed much from before.
"Why, you didn't come here until after zero o'clock, just to let me feel the first crit of the New Year?" Xiao Jianian leaned against the door and smoked, with a faint smile on his face, "I saw what happened just now, but I only accept regular customers here today, so those who are looking for fame and sightseeing can’t come in.”
"By the way, take your guitar away." Xiao Jianian pointed to the counter, "I probably won't need it here."
He arranged a corner for the two of them and took the wine himself.
"Last time..." Fang Lin paused and said, "I didn't thank you last time."
Xiao Jianian raised his eyebrows: "It's okay."
He hasn't changed from before. When he was pursuing, he gave up freely and freely, simply and neatly: "Then I will have a drink with you. Just as... I wish you a good harvest in your career and love?"
"So official..." Fang Lin took it naturally, with a smile on his face, but solemn eyes: "Okay, then... thank you."
Xie had many meanings, but no one said it clearly, and only drank it down.
Xiao Jianian sat with them for a while and then left, saying that he wanted to go home to accompany his wife.
After all, it's the New Year's Eve, and it's not appropriate to sing sad and lonely songs. The new singer-in-residence chose some lighter songs, which quickly brought the atmosphere up and became more and more lively.
The positions of the two were chosen by Xiao Jianian. Fang Lin squinted his eyes at the people in the stands, and suddenly felt that nothing had changed much.
The two of them didn't drink much, just occasionally holding hands or talking a few words.
"President Duan," Fang Lin wasn't drunk at all, but his voice was a little tipsy, "Okay, I'll go back with you. When?"
"It's okay. They are all good communicators, don't be afraid."
"That's good..." Fang Lin stood up, "Then I won't be afraid."
Duan Changke still looked at him, and called his name after a while.
"Huh?" He responded.
"Come closer." Duan Changke said.
Fang Lin didn't know why, but leaned towards him obediently, Duan Changke leaned on the sofa while Fang Lin fell on top of him, their postures were sticky and sticky, as if they were stuck and difficult to separate.
And when he leaned over, he heard a low melody from Duan Changke.
It was the song he sang while standing here, and he thought Duan Changke wouldn't hear it.
“so kiss me and smile for me”
"tell me that you'll wait for me"
“hold me like you’ll never let me go… ”
Duan Changke actually doesn't know how to sing at all, and even has no musical talent at all, and has never even sung in front of others.
But when he sits here, he can always think of what happened that day and Fang Lin's voice.
Impulsive perhaps, but he wanted to try.
In fact, it's not very good, and even the intonation is not that good.
But enough.
Fang Lin's eyes widened a little, and he kept thinking in this posture.
When he sings with such a deep and earnest voice, it is the most affectionate confession.
It's not clear who kissed first, but Duan Changke didn't finish singing anyway.
The atmosphere became viscous, or in other words, explosive.
And the next moment Fang Lin was dragged up.
With a "bang", the door of the toilet was kicked shut by Duan Changke.
…
…
I didn't know what time it was when I walked out of the bar.
Xiao Jianian went home early, and put the guitar on the counter before leaving, and asked Fang to remember to take it when he left.
As a result, Fang Lin was embarrassed to come out with his neck covered in hickey marks. He blushed as much as he had just now, so he had no choice but to pretend to leave a note with Xiao Jianian, saying that he would come back to pick it up in two days.
When he finally got in the car and went back, he really couldn't keep his eyelids open.
The two sat in the back seat, and he simply lay on Duan Changke's lap because he was too sleepy. Fortunately, the late-night online car-hailing drivers were always experienced and didn't pay much attention to them.
Fang Lin's voice was a little hoarse, and his fingers were boringly drawing circles on Duan Changke's trouser legs. The laziness just now hadn't faded away, so he called him in a low voice.
"You said whether there is still a cake shop open now...forget it tomorrow."
"What's wrong?"
"I want to buy a cake."
"it is good."
"Don't want that kind of delicate mousse that has been frozen, don't want heavy cheese, and don't want coffee or dark chocolate flavor."
"it is good."
"I want the simplest one! Put fruit on the bottom of the hurricane, and then use a finger to smear it with as much cream as a large piece. There is also cream in the interlayer, and there is also cream with flowers on the outside... In short, it is necessary Rich and sweet cream."
"Okay. Any more requests?"
"Well... let's start with these."
"Okay. Do you want to write something to Master Fang on the cake?"
"No! This is too shameful!"
"it is good."
"However... the cake has a meaning." Fang Lin's voice became sweet and greasy, as if he had already eaten the cake—
"Celebrate that I'm truly alive again."