Yu Huan took Ruan Qiuping to a western restaurant with five floors. As they slowly went up from the transparent elevator on the first floor, Ruan Qiuping clearly felt that there were fewer and fewer customers on each floor, the lighting was dimmer, and the decoration was more exquisite.
The elevator stopped at the fifth floor.
Ruan Qiuping got out of the elevator and found that there was no customer on this floor. Only the waiter was placing dishes in an orderly manner at a seat near the window.
Ruan Qiuping immediately smelled the fragrance and ran over with a scream.
Although Ruan Qiuping was a god, his family had been extremely poor since he was born. Most of the meals they ate were vegetables from their garden, or fruits picked from the hills behind, pheasants hunted, etc. He had never seen so many luxurious and diverse dishes.
Therefore, when he saw the table full of delicacies, although his mouth was not watering, his throat still rolled twice and he felt the hunger in his stomach even more intense.
Ruan Qiuping pulled out a chair and sat down, waving towards Yu Huan happily: "Yu Huan! Come here!"
Yu Huan smiled softly, leaning on the cane in his hand, and walked towards him step by step.
The waiters had just finished serving the dishes. When they saw Yu Huan coming, they lowered their heads and called out "Mr. Yu" in unison before turning around and leaving.
Ruan Qiuping watched this scene, picked up a large shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Yu Huan, is this store yours?"
Yu Huan nodded.
"It's well cooked and very much to my liking!" Ruan Qiuping gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.
After saying that, he bit the prawn in his mouth with a crunching sound.
Yu Huan smiled, he sat opposite Ruan Qiuping, put on a pair of disposable gloves, picked up a prawn and started peeling it: "Ruan Ruan, you can eat the other ones first, these prawns haven't been peeled yet."
Ruan Qiuping nodded without hesitation and turned to other dishes.
"By the way, Yu Huan, are you married?" Ruan Qiuping said while cutting a piece of steak vigorously.
Although there was no mention of Yu Huan's marriage in the record book, Ruan Qiuping no longer believed in the record book. Who knew if the marriage information in it was copied directly from the Internet? What if Yu Huan was secretly married
Yu Huan paused for a moment, glanced at Ruan Qiuping, and then lowered his head to continue peeling his shrimp: "No."
"Are you in love?" Ruan Qiuping asked again.
Yu Huan put the peeled shrimps on a plate and handed it to Ruan Qiuping. He also took away the steak that Ruan Qiuping had spent a long time cutting.
Yu Huan picked up his knife and fork, cut the steak slowly and accurately, and said, "No."
Ruan Qiuping sighed: "Then you must have been in love before."
"No."
Ruan Qiuping was shocked: "Yu Huan, you are already thirty years old! How come you have never been in love! Other humans your age already have two children!"
Yu Huan lowered his eyes, his expression did not change at all, only his steak-cutting movements became slower: "Why is Ruan Ruan always so keen on getting me to fall in love?"
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment.
He used to be keen on letting Yu Huan fall in love, hoping that he could find love and thus cancel his engagement with Ruan Dongdong.
But he had already thought it through some time ago and decided not to interfere in this matter anymore and let everything take its course. But why was he still so concerned about Yu Huan's marriage and love situation
Ruan Qiuping thought about it seriously, then looked up and said to Yu Huan: "Maybe it's because I always feel that finding someone I like and loving and accompanying them is a particularly happy thing."
Ruan Qiuping paused for a moment and continued, "... But I am the God of Bad Luck. This happy thing is destined to have nothing to do with me. I just hope that I can at least make you happy."
Yu Huan's expression was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that Ruan Qiuping would say that.
Ruan Qiuping lowered his head and ate a shrimp, then continued, "Yu Huan, although I have never been in love, I have read many novels. The books say that people are very sweet when they are in love. This kind of sweetness can give people courage and soothe all sadness and pain. Even if two mice in a trash can fall in love, they will feel that the place they are in is not a trash can, but a treasure chest."
Ruan Qiuping quickly finished the shrimp on the plate. He looked up at the steak that Yu Huan was cutting for him and asked, "Are you done?"
Yu Huan handed him the plate: "I'm done cutting it."
Ruan Qiuping forked a piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it clean quickly.
He blinked, his expression seemed a little difficult to understand. "And I saw in a book that when people fall in love, it's like being electrocuted. In fact, I've always been curious about what kind of electric shock it would be. Is it the fingers or the head that are electrocuted? Will I faint? But the book doesn't say it so clearly. If you ever fall in love with someone and have this feeling, remember to tell me."
Yu Huan looked at Ruan Qiuping's face and said slowly, "What the book says is not necessarily true. That kind of love that feels like an electric shock may exist, but for me, falling in love with someone is like witnessing the growth of a tree. I remember when its seeds were dug up, but I don't know when it quietly sprouted underground. I know when it broke through the ground, but I don't know when it grew up inch by inch. I never kept a detailed record of how much it grew in a day, but one day I looked back and found that the tree had already towered into the sky with lush branches and leaves."
"It sounds magical and complicated..." Ruan Qiuping blinked.
Three seconds later, his eyes suddenly widened and the fork in his hand fell onto the plate with a crisp sound.
Ruan Qiuping asked in shock: "Yu Huan, do you have someone you like?!!!"
Yu Huan nodded quietly.
Ruan Qiuping immediately perked up and asked excitedly, "Who do you like? When did you like her? Is she pretty? Is her personality good? Is she cheerful? Is she gentle? Have you ever confessed your love to her? Why don't you get together now?!"
Ruan Qiuping seemed to have thought of something again. He moved closer to Yu Huan, blinked, and tapped his lips with his index finger, asking maliciously, "Have you ever kissed?"
Yu Huan's gaze stayed on Ruan Qiuping's lips for a long while before he looked away.
He lowered his eyes, picked up the cup beside him and took a sip.
When the liquid flowed down his throat, he realized that he had taken the wrong bottle of red wine instead of drinking water.
He paused for a moment, but did not put the glass back. Instead, he closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and drank all the red wine in the glass.
"No, it turns out not to be."
Ruan Qiuping muttered softly.
He was quite observant, and from Yu Huan's expression, he guessed that things between Yu Huan and the little girl were not going well.
He immediately regretted bringing up this topic, as it actually brought up Yu Huan's sad memories.
Ruan Qiuping ate the second half of the meal without any appetite.
Perhaps it was because the psychological effect was too strong, the expression on Yu Huan's face had not changed much from the beginning, but Ruan Qiuping felt that there was a deep depression hidden under Yu Huan's brows.
As Ruan Qiuping thought about it, he felt heavy-hearted.
He stabbed the salmon in front of him hard with the fork in his hand. He really didn't understand why there would be a child who rejected Yu Huan.
Yu Huan is a unique person. In terms of academic qualifications, appearance, character and financial resources, he is top-notch in every aspect.
…Except…except for some problems with his legs, he is a perfect talent that is unique in the world.
That kid must be blind!
Ruan Qiuping thought angrily.
Because he felt really uncomfortable, Ruan Qiuping even lost his appetite. He ate for a while, wiped his mouth, and said, "Yu Huan, I'm full."
Yu Huan picked up the cane beside him, stood up, and said gently, "Then let's go."
Ruan Qiuping nodded.
He stood up and took two steps when he was suddenly attracted by the scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
There should be a marathon race being held not far away. Dozens of contestants wearing uniform sportswear and with number tags on their backs were running through this area at some fast or some slow pace.
Ruan Qiuping was on the fifth floor. He could not clearly see the expressions of the athletes below, but he could clearly see the tense muscles in their calves when they were running.
They ran enthusiastically, brilliantly and vigorously, their footsteps stomping on the ground one after another.
However, Ruan Qiuping felt that those footsteps were like stepping on his heart.
When Yu Huan was sixteen, he said that he liked running and often ran marathons. Yu Huan said that running would calm him down, and he liked the moment of seeing the finish line.
Yu Huan also said that Ruan Qiuping, which appears once a year, is his finish line.
But in the past 15 years.
He neither waited for Ruan Qiuping nor rushed to the finish line.
Ruan Qiuping suddenly felt a stuffy pain in his chest that made him unable to speak, and even the tip of his nose began to feel sore.
"Ruan Ruan, what's up?" Yu Huan's voice sounded behind him.
Ruan Qiuping turned around hurriedly, using his back to block the French window tightly: "No...no, Yu Huan, let's...let's stay a little longer, I want to...I want to eat something else."
Can’t go out now.
If you go out, you will meet the group of people running.
Ruan Qiuping was so flustered that he didn't even notice how wrong his expression and movements were.
Yu Huan walked towards Ruan Qiuping step by step.
The floor-to-ceiling window was too big, and Yu Huan was taller than Ruan Qiuping, so Ruan Qiuping couldn't block anything.
Yu Huan immediately saw the group of marathon runners downstairs.
Ruan Qiuping also noticed Yu Huan's gaze looking outside.
Ruan Qiuping raised his hand and covered his eyes through the air, his voice hoarse: "Don't worry."
Yu Huan tilted his head slightly, and Ruan Qiuping's hands no longer worked.
"Stop it!" Ruan Qiuping shouted in panic.
"I'm not sick anymore." Yu Huan moved his gaze to Ruan Qiuping's face and said gently, "I'm not sick."
Ruan Qiuping then put down his hands, but tears fell in an instant. The tip of his nose was red, and crystal tears slid across his pale cheeks and dripped down, leaving a tear mark.
Yu Huan suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first time Ruan Qiuping cried in front of him.
Obviously, he always smiles when he talks about his bad luck, and he always speaks nonchalantly when he talks about how he never touches others.
But now he was crying.
It was obviously Yu Huan who broke his leg, and it was obviously Yu Huan who originally liked to run marathons.
But he cried as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Yu Huan reached out his hand to wipe away Ruan Qiuping's tears.
But before his hands touched, Ruan Qiuping turned his head away.
Ruan Qiuping wiped the tears from his face and said, "Let's go."
"Ruan Ruan." Yu Huan called in a low voice.
Ruan Qiuping looked up at him.
Yu Huan suddenly stretched out his hand, touched Ruan Qiuping's cheek, and gently stroked the place where tears had just flowed.
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and subconsciously tried to push Yu Huan away - but Yu Huan held his wrist tightly again.
Yu Huan took a step forward, forcing Ruan Qiuping's entire back against the French window.
"Yu Huan, you..."
Ruan Qiuping didn't say anything else.
Because Yu Huan closed his eyes, leaned over, and kissed him gently on the lips.
It was an extremely gentle kiss.
Ruan Qiuping had not drunk a drop of wine, but at this moment the aroma of red wine filled his lips and teeth.
He slowly opened his eyes in shock and disbelief.
Yu Huan let him go and softly answered the question he had asked him at the dinner table.
"Ruan Ruan, I took the kiss."
"With someone I like."