The inexplicable trust made Qi Yan and Jiang Shui feel a little uncomfortable, and they both turned their faces away, not looking at each other.
Jiang Shui drove here this time. Qi Yan got into his car and moved a little uncomfortably: "You still have a car..."
"Yeah." Jiang Shui said, "I'm going to eat somewhere else today."
Yesterday's delicious food still left Qi Yan with endless aftertaste. This time he heard that it was a different restaurant, and Qi Yan was a little excited.
The Jiang family is a big family, and the family business has been passed down from generation to generation. Jiang Shui can be considered a rich generation. Logically speaking, Qi Yan shouldn't feel uncomfortable when he was given a car or something. Ultimately, he felt that it was because Qi Yan treated Jiang Shui to dinner yesterday and didn't treat Jiang Shui as a rich man. That's why he suddenly found out that he had a car and felt uncomfortable. Get comfortable.
Jiang Shui's car is either a particularly luxurious car or a very ordinary, white-collar car, with good performance and practicality.
To be honest, even if Qi Yan owns an art gallery and lives in an apartment in the city center, he can't hide the fact that he doesn't have any spare money to buy a car for the time being.
- I am not as tall as others; my family is not as good as others; my craftsmanship is not as good as others; others have cars, but I cannot even afford a car.
After Qi Yan competed with Jiang Shui, he felt that he was a pitiful little person in an era when the country was strong.
"How much does your car cost?" Qi Yan began to ask. Although he didn't have any spare money, he could get a loan to buy one!
Jiang Shui seemed to think for a while before he remembered and said, "More than three hundred thousand."
"It's really not expensive..." Qi Yan murmured: "By the way, where do you want to take me to eat? Is it still special?"
Jiang Shui did not speak, but handed a piece of paper next to his seat to Qi Yan.
Qi Yan took the paper in confusion. On it was a row of handwriting... the name of the restaurant
"What is this?" Qi Yan looked at row after row of names he had never heard of before in confusion: "Do you want to eat or let me choose?"
"Eat them all." Jiang Shui said, "Eat all these restaurants."
"Now?!" Qi Yan's voice rose: "It's probably been a month since I finished eating, right? I'm not doing anything but eating with you?"
"Eat one house a day." After catching the red light, Jiang Shui stopped the car steadily, then took the piece of paper from Qi Yan's hand and pointed to the first name in the first row: "Eat here one day. "
After saying that, he stuffed the paper back into Qi Yan's hand.
When the car stopped outside the restaurant, Qi Yan was still confused. Holding the white paper with about thirty restaurants written on it, Qi Yan couldn't calm down for a long time.
-what is this? Long-time foodie? !
It wasn't until he was seated that Qi Yan came back to his senses. He looked at Jiang Shui with a blank expression and ordered his meal. After the waiter retired, he found his voice.
"...Are you a child who lacks love?"
Jiang Shui raised his head in surprise, looked at him for a while, and then said, "No."
"Then your family can't get together for dinner?" Qi Yan asked again.
Jiang Shui thought about the lively situation in his family, where his uncle, aunt, and his father played mahjong together, and shook his head honestly: "No, we can eat together every day."
"Oh." Qi Yan responded clearly, put aside the tablecloth and tableware, and then suddenly said: "Then why do you want to take me to eat with you? I don't seem to know you very well."
A look of understanding appeared on Jiang Shui's face. He lazily poured himself a glass of red wine and shook it in his hand, but drank it in no hurry.
"Because the way you eat looks delicious."
Qi Yan: "???" What's this weird reason? And what the hell is 'it looks delicious'? What a sexual harassment you are, Minato! I can sue you!
Absolutely refusing to admit that he was blushing, Qi Yan lowered his head and hesitated: "What nonsense are you talking about! Wait, just wait and eat. If you hadn't treated me, I wouldn't have come to eat with you... "
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +5, current favorability: 25]
Different from yesterday's restaurant, today is a unique Western-style restaurant. The first dish that was served was crab meat. Qi Yan was not the kind of person who was very particular about eating, and he didn't understand why seafood was served before the main course. Anyway, he was eating whatever he wanted.
In front of the river was a piece of cod steak. Qi Yan looked at the crab meat on his plate that had been picked and poured with sauce, and silently moved it towards the direction of the river.
"Give me a taste of yours." Qi Yan was very interested in the cod steak. The white and tender fish meat was grilled until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
Qi Yan still prefers fish to shelled seafood.
Jiang Shui changed the plate without any hesitation: "Crab meat in sauce is better than cod steak."
Seeing Jiang Shui stuffing crab meat into his mouth, it was too late for Qi Yan to regret it. Facing the cod steak in front of him, Qi Yan shed a bitter tear in his heart.
The two of them were relatively speechless, and the action of eating blocked all conversation.
After eating the fish steak, Qi Yan watched Jiang Shui wipe the corners of his lips elegantly, and imitated his example, taking out a tissue and wiping his mouth.
"You don't have to be like this." Jiang Shui glanced at him and said solemnly, "Just be yourself."
Qi Yan wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "... This is a Western restaurant, so you have to show off!"
"But if you put on too much pretense, you will lose the enthusiasm for tasting the food in the first place." Jiang Shui shook his head disapprovingly: "You are really good at eating. You don't need to do any so-called etiquette deliberately."
"Hey, hey, you seem to understand what you said..." Qi Yan rolled his eyes: "By the way, why did you come to see me again today? It's not just to see me eating..."
Then you are really perverted,
Qi Yan didn't say the next words.
Jiang Shui took a sip of red wine, opened his thin lips with a layer of red water remaining, and said, "I went there earlier than you."
Qi Yan was stunned and asked uncertainly: "What?"
"When the gallery opened, I went there." Jiang Shui's voice was calm, as if he was describing a very ordinary thing.
Qi Yan didn't want to investigate the purpose of a person who was not a teacher, not a student, and not a senior leader, who went to the gallery so early, because even if he did, Jiang Shui might not tell him.
Jiang Guoguo really didn't say anything about the reason, he just said a random sentence.
“I love the atmosphere there and can meditate on a lot of things.”
It is really rare to find a quiet and gentle place beside you. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people choosing to stay alone in their rooms. Even if they spend a whole day, they won't feel bored.
The gallery is indeed a clean place, where there is only the aroma of ink and calligraphy and painting, instead of the coppery smell of money that can be smelled everywhere.
This is also the original intention of Qi Yan when he chose to open this gallery.
It's not unreasonable for Jiang Shui to like it there.