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This is impossible.

Yan Shu quickly denied this idea.

Yan Shu knows very well what kind of person Song Zhilin is. She is the gentlest and kindest person. Even if she has been treated unfairly, she still will not treat others with malice, but is looking for other ways to get what she wants. something you want.

How could such Song Zhilin hate her?

Yan Shu shook his head quietly, impossible.

She couldn't suspect that Song Zhilin had the same idea just because she hated Song Zhilin.

Yan Shu knew very well that he hated Song Zhilin.

For a while, she hoped that Song Zhilin would disappear from the world. She had better not have known this person, had no memories, and never seen the same starry sky.

She asked her friends to hang out with her, to the places she had been with Song Zhilin, she said to herself, as long as she remembered the scene of coming with others, she would forget about Song Zhilin.

It's just that she overestimated how strong she is.

Standing in those streets, snack bars, and amusement parks, Yan Shu couldn't hold back his tears many times.How could she forget?It's okay if she doesn't read it, once she got to these places, she found that she even remembered every sentence of the conversation with Song Zhilin!She remembers the curvature of Song Zhilin's smile, the frequency of her ponytail swaying, remembers that Song Zhilin likes to eat chicken wontons with celery, remembers that Song Zhilin doesn't like riding roller coasters, but she still screams with her on the roller coaster, remembers that Song Zhilin has done a lot with her favorite thing.

The love Song Zhilin gave her fulfilled all her dreams.

The more Yan Shu realized this, the more sad he became.However, she couldn't let her accompanying friends see the clues. Many times she stood in front of the sink, pretending that she was washing her face, and tears kept streaming into her palms.

After going through all those places, Yan Shu not only failed to achieve his goal, but discovered something even more terrifying.

After meeting someone like Song Zhilin, it was impossible for her to fall in love with someone else.

The person she thought would never come back was now sitting in front and said he would take her to dinner.

Yan Shu is past the age of believing in fairy tales, she is right to accept the current situation as a jar of candy she stole.Not knowing what's in it, not knowing when it's going to be finished, but there's no substitute for the joy of eating sugar.

"What shall we eat?" she asked.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine, I don't pick."

"You don't want to choose?" Song Zhilin raised her voice with surprise in her tone, "Small wontons must be served with double chili peppers, noodles should be soft, steaks should be well done, oatmeal should be low-sugar, and milk should be good. It's skim...you don't want to pick?"

Yan Shu smiled awkwardly: "Correct evil and return to righteousness, correct evil and return to righteousness."

Song Zhilin followed suit with a smile: "Don't worry, it's absolutely delicious."

That's right, can Song Zhilin not know her appetite?

Yan Shu wasn't too worried at first, she was just looking for a topic, but since Song Zhilin didn't tell her what she ate, it meant it would be a little surprise?

She couldn't help but look forward to it.

Fifteen minutes later, Song Zhilin stopped the car in front of an unremarkable fried skewer shop.

It was getting late, but the Kushikatsu restaurant was still buzzing with people. Looking in from the glass, most of the seats were filled with customers, filled with laughter.

Song Zhilin and Yan Shu entered the shop and sat down in a seat near the back.

The table in front of them had a rather special structure, the middle part was sunken, and there was a long pot with a jug of yellow oil next to it.

The waiter handed over the menu, Yan Shu flipped through it, and after ordering a few things he liked, he handed the menu to Song Zhilin.

After Song Zhilin finished ordering, the waiter poured the pot of oil into the pot in front of him, turned on the button of the induction cooker, and left with the menu.

Yan Shu looked at the pot curiously, and said, "Are you going to fry skewers yourself?"

Song Zhilin nodded: "Yeah, I thought it was interesting, so I brought you here to try."

"It's fun," Yan Shu has already taken the chopsticks to stir the pot of oil, "But, is it cooked well?"

Song Zhilin: "I'll be fine."

Yan Shu was dissatisfied: "I want to play too."

Song Zhilin looked at her helplessly with gentle eyes.

The food came out quickly.Yan Shu didn't feel it when he ordered, but when the food was served, he realized that he really ordered a bit too much.

There are several kinds of meat alone, plus various vegetables, ham sausage, mushrooms, and tofu, and the table is full.

"There are so many..." Yan Shu was a little annoyed, "What if I can't finish eating?"

Song Zhilin said, "You can pack it."

Yan Shu hesitated for a moment, she didn't think of packing, so she responded with an "oh".

Seeing that the oil in the pot was almost hot, Song Zhilin asked Yan Shu, "What do you want to eat?"

Yan Shu said, "Don't worry about it, I'll do it myself!"

She happily took a skewer of pork belly and put it into the oil pan in front of her. As soon as the meat skewer was out of the pan, there were a few small oil flowers around it, and a few oil stars splashed out. Yan Shu subconsciously moved back. hide and hide.

"What's wrong? Is it hot?" Seeing her movements, Song Zhilin immediately asked nervously.

Yan Shu didn't speak, picked up a tissue to wipe her face, Song Zhilin had already stood up from her seat, walked to her side, held her face with one hand, wiped off the spots of oil with a wet tissue, carefully Looking at her skin carefully, seeing that there was no redness, he was relieved.

Yan Shu opened his eyes wide, not even daring to take a breath.

too close...

Song Zhilin was so close to her all of a sudden, the faint smell of rust came from his body, and he looked at her intently, full of worry.

Yan Shu's heart skipped a beat.She took another step back and shook her hands: "It's all right, it's not hot."

Seeing her movements, Song Zhilin pursed her lips and smiled, handed her the wet tissue in her hand, and returned to her seat.

She picked a bunch of cabbage and put it into the pot, staring intently at the movement in the pot.

Song Zhilin felt a little regretful, seeing Yan Shu's reaction just now, it was obvious that she was abrupt.

It's true that they are not in a relationship that allows such intimate actions...

So what if you've been in bed?In essence, it is an ex who has been separated for many years, a "friend" who reunites by chance and can have sex, and a person who has an unclear relationship but does not want to give up on the other party.

Song Zhilin pursed her lips, feeling her hot head gradually calm down.

After a while, the cabbage in the oil pan curled up and turned slightly yellow.

Song Zhilin took out the bunch of cabbage, put it on her own plate, sprinkled it with pepper, and reminded Yan Shu, "Your cabbage is cooked too."

"Oh, oh," Yan Shu frantically fished out his own pork belly, wrapped it in chili and sauce, carefully peeped at Song Zhilin's expression, and found a topic, "I'm really a bit uncertain about this."

Song Zhilin ate the cabbage slowly and asked, "What are you doing looking at me?"

"Uh..." Yan Shu was caught by her at a glance, and he pulled the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "You don't look very happy."

Yan Shu felt that Song Zhilin's mood suddenly cooled down. When she came to pick her up just now, she obviously felt normal. unhappy feeling.

Song Zhilin seldom showed her emotions in front of people, even Yan Shu, she was mostly gentle when she saw her, as if she had no feelings at all, it was the first time that she felt unhappy so directly.

Song Zhilin quickly adjusted and smiled, "No, why do you think so?"

Yan Shu heard her brisk tone, as if she really wasn't unhappy, and said a little doubtfully, "Maybe I made a mistake."

Song Zhilin found a topic to chat with her, secretly glad that Yan Shu didn't see her emotions.

This skewer shop is so popular because you can fry the skewers by yourself, which makes diners feel a sense of participation. In fact, the taste is not much different from other fried skewers. The advantage is that the ingredients are fresh and it is fun to eat.

Yan Shu played for a while, then lost interest in fried skewers, she pushed all the remaining dishes in front of Song Zhilin, and said, "I don't want fried skewers, why don't you come."

Song Zhilin smiled helplessly. She knew that Yan Shu's interest would not last more than 15 minutes, so she didn't say anything. She pulled the dishes in front of her and started frying skewers one after another.

Yan Shu didn't need to move his hands, he ate Song Zhilin's fried skewers, and said with a smile: "I think this shop is pretty good, freshly fried skewers are delicious."

Song Zhilin paused and said, "I fried it according to your taste."

After finishing speaking, she felt that it was redundant, why bother to remind this sentence?She said it as if she cared about Yan Shu very much and was asking for credit.

Hearing what she said, Yan Shu immediately became interested, and his eyes lit up: "What's my taste?"

Song Zhilin sighed, and regretted saying that one more sentence, and explained: "You like pork belly fried just right, so that the taste of fat and lean meat is better blended, it is not greasy but delicious, and you like beef tender A little bit, just like steak, it’s too ripe and it’s too old to eat. I like to eat chicken that is a little older. If it’s too tender, you think it smells strong. Cabbage likes to eat it that has been fried and curled up. It’s more flavorful. Quail eggs like to eat soft-boiled eggs, and I like the feeling of biting into soft-boiled eggs..."

In the middle of her speech, Yan Shu stuck out her tongue and said, "So I'm so picky."

Song Zhilin didn't speak.

Yan Shu is so picky about what she eats, and she is equally picky in other aspects. It's hard for her to remember everything clearly after ten years.

Song Zhilin herself admired herself.

After Yan Shu said this, he didn't think there was any problem, and happily continued to eat his special fried skewers.

They ordered quite a few dishes, and they didn't finish eating until around ten o'clock.

After leaving the fried skewer shop, there were no people on the street.

This area is considered a bustling area, the street lights on the sidewalk are still on, and the circular lights are like isolated islands. Most of the shops on the roadside have closed, only a few convenience store signs are still on, and there are no cars on the road. Too many, drove in twos and threes, and then disappeared without a trace.

Yan Shu blew the night breeze and asked, "Shall we go shopping?"

Song Zhilin never refused her request, she only said, "Is it near here?"

Yan Shu replied, "Yes."

They started walking on the empty street. There was nothing to do on this street. There were some bicycles parked on both sides of the road, and there were some uneven floor tiles on the road. Yan Shu carefully bypassed those floor tiles and jumped into a convenience store. shop.

Song Zhilin followed her and opened the door, asking, "What do you want to buy?"

Yan Shu had already stood in front of the wine cabinet and picked it up: "Wine."

Song Zhilin asked her: "Don't you don't drink this kind of wine?"

Yan Shu said: "If you want to drink today, you can do anything."

With a few bottles of beer in her arms, she went to the front desk to get a shopping basket, then went back to the wine cabinet, took a bottle of Baileys and a bottle of wine of unknown brand, with chocolates on the side, and Yan Shu took the milk flavor Then I took a large bag of potato chips and carried them to the cashier to pay.

Song Zhilin was waiting for her at the cash register, and when she wanted to pay, she stopped her and said, "You invited me to dinner, let me treat you to some snacks."

Yan Shu carried a large plastic bag out of the convenience store, took out a can of beer, and started to drink. Song Zhilin took the bag from her hand and said, "Shall I start drinking now?"

Yan Shu smiled at her: "Drink a little."

They were walking slowly on the road. Yan Shu turned his head to look at the road while drinking beer. Maybe the supper people came back. There were more and more cars on the road, and the lights of the cars converged into a colorful river. In the yellow light, Yan Shu suddenly stopped.

Song Zhilin stopped in her tracks and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Shu looked at the lights and said, "It's been a long time since I took a walk with you."

Hearing what she said, Song Zhilin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Yes, it's been a long time."

"I think it's fine, so."

Yan Shu threw the empty beer can in his hand into the trash can, stood on the side of the road, looked at the light of the headlights, and said:

"It's nice to have dinner together and then take a walk."

Song Zhilin didn't speak, but reached out to her.

Yan Shu clenched her fists, feeling that her throat was a little thirsty, and the wine she just drank seemed to be burning in her body, sucking away the oxygen around her.

She asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Zhilin stretched out her hand in front of her and asked, "Can I hold hands?"