At six o'clock in the evening, the evening in Zhushan was still very lively. The street lights were not on yet and the sunset had not completely set.
The movie ticket was booked at eight o'clock. Since neither of them had dinner, Chi Yan drove Gu Jianian to a creative private restaurant near the cinema.
This hotel is built by the lake and is decorated in a very stylish way. The pavilions and towers are all antique. After entering the door and turning through the grand entrance and the water-viewing corridor, two handsome waiters took them to the elegant seats by the window.
After ordering the dishes, Gu Jianian couldn't help but look down through the French window. The lake seemed to have no end in sight, and the afterglow of the setting sun was reflected on the water, like a handful of fine gold foil.
There are curved willow trees planted by the lake, and their green branches are swaying on the water surface in the wind.
Several local old men sat by the lake, enjoying the evening breeze and fishing with long fishing rods.
Zhushan is a water-rich city. Various lakes and rivers are interspersed between the huge modern buildings. These winding water systems constitute the unique softness of Zhushan.
Gu Jianian admired the beautiful scenery and turned his head with a smile.
Across the square table, Chi Yan was slowly helping her wash the dishes with boiling tea. When he saw her looking over, he raised his lips and asked her, "Do you like it here?"
“Well, the scenery is very beautiful and open, which makes people feel relaxed immediately.”
"I knew you would like it," Chi Yan handed her the hot dishes with his eyes downcast, and said, "I used to come here often with my grandfather, and he liked this place very much."
As he spoke, he pointed to the fishing spot by the lake outside the window and said with a nostalgic tone, "Sometimes we would fish there for an entire afternoon, and when we caught three or two, we would bring them here and ask the boss to cook them for us. We would either mix them with fermented black beans and steam them, or coat them with starch and fry them into squirrel mandarin fish, or use red sauce to make dry pot fish. Grandpa likes sweet food, so he likes squirrel mandarin fish the most, but I like dry pot braised fish, and we would often argue for a long time about what flavor to make. But I can't eat much either, even though I'm not easily allergic to freshwater fish, there's a limit."
Gu Jianian's appetite was aroused and he raised his hand: "I like them all!"
Chi Yan stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose: "Little greedy bug."
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and smiled to himself while looking at her face.
Gu Jianian touched his face blankly and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at you," Chi Yan said slowly, "I suddenly remembered the time when we went to the market together. Some people stared at the wontons in my bowl with greedy eyes. I was greedy but too embarrassed to speak."
When Gu Jianian heard him mention this, he immediately said unhappily, "How dare you say that? I didn't even want to eat wontons that day, but you forced me to eat a bowl of them. I almost burst my stomach."
"Don't you want to eat wontons?" Chi Yan raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and raised his voice. The smile on his lips deepened a little, "Then why are you staring at me?"
"… "
Gu Jianian turned his eyes away, thinking that it would be better if he just admitted to his greed.
Seeing the waiter bring two dishes, she stood up and hesitantly said, "I'm going to wash my hands."
Chi Yan blinked at her and said seriously, "Oh, go ahead. I'll let you watch enough when I come back. It's no problem for you to watch for a whole meal."
"… "