The late wind blew from the window, bringing a burst of coolness.

Ouyang Fuqian raised his hand and put it down again.

Let's leave the window ajar and wake up Xia Yang!

"What do you say, Xiaoqian."

Xia Yang's smiling voice sounded nearby.

"Can I pretend I don't know you?"

Ouyang Fuqian glanced at the light reflected on the window glass.

"What's the use of pretending," Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu, brought a plate of Chiba tofu in front of him, and pulled it all into his bowl, "I've eaten all your tofu." ”

Ouyang Fu looked at his eyes outside the window, and couldn't help but roll his eyes towards the ceiling: "Eat, you have the ability, you finish all the dishes on the table." ”

"That's not a problem, that's what I thought."

Xia Yang said, and took the rice bowl in front of Ouyang Fuqian.

Looking at Ouyang Fuqian, who was reflected on the window glass, he couldn't help but be stunned, and turned his head to look at Xia Yang: "This is mine!" ”

"I know." Xia Yang answered without raising his head, and pulled two of them in the rice bowl with chopsticks, and all the rice and vegetables in the bowl were poured onto the plate in front of him, "I'm not afraid of getting your saliva, what are you afraid of?" ”

Ouyang Fuqian was suffocated in an instant: ......

She didn't eat a mouthful of rice just now!

Forget it, don't bother to take his words!

"Xiaoqian, you are getting regressive and regressive." The chopsticks in Xia Yang's hand didn't stop, picked up the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and glanced at Ouyang Fuqian, "How can we play together in the future?" Not only is there no sense of humor, but even the previous tacit understanding is gone. ”

"Who's going to play with you?"

Ouyang Fuqian leaned on the windowsill and looked at Xia Yang.

The number of people in the restaurant gradually increased, from the initial two or three people entering the door together, to now, it has been pouring in in groups of three or five.

"Me?" Xia Yang snorted, paused, spit out his bones, glanced at Ouyang Fuqian, and then followed her line of sight to the right, "I'll go, these people, don't you need to go to class?" It's only time that I came over to eat, and I knew that eating, it was really a waste of my youth. ”

"You're not the same." Ouyang Fu replied faintly.

"I, how can I be like them?" Xia Yang picked up the Chiba tofu in front of him again, "I'm young now, I'm growing my body, I can grow taller and become handsome by eating more, can I be like them?" How old are they? It's so old, it's already set! ”

Old? Ouyang Fuqian retracted his gaze from afar, glanced at Xia Yang, and his gaze fell on the dining table in front of him again: "You are really young." ”

The dishes on this table, along with her meal, were almost completely gone, and there were still two green plates, which did not move.

One plate is garlic water spinach, and the other plate is braised baby greens in oil!

Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but tug at the corners of her mouth, she knew that Xia Yang hated garlic and vegetables the most.

"Well, it seems reasonable," Ouyang Fuqian looked at Xia Yang, "Hurry up, finish the dishes on the table, and my sister will accompany you out to see the night view." ”

"Who's my sister? I don't admit it," Xia Yang paused for a moment and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "You are my goddess!" ”

When Ouyang Fu heard this, he chuckled and did not respond.

"That's right." Xia Yang saw that Ouyang Fuqian only smiled and didn't speak, so he was happy, glanced at the dishes on the table, and paused with his hand holding chopsticks.

Ouyang Fuqian, who had taken in all this, couldn't help but chuckle, and his eyes wandered back and forth on Xia Yang and the two dishes a few times: "Okay, eat it all, you can't waste it." ”

Xia Yang's hand holding the chopsticks paused again, paused for a few seconds, put down the chopsticks and looked at Ouyang Fuqian: "Xiao Qian, you haven't eaten for half a day, this green vegetable is good, clear the intestines and beautify your face, hurry up and eat a little." ”

"Dinner, I'm quitting."

Ouyang Fuqian, who was leaning against the window, responded gently, casually combed the broken hair in his ear, picked up a strand and wrapped it around, "You are young, when you grow your body, the combination of meat and vegetables is more conducive to growth." ”

Xia Yang suffocated, smashed his mouth, and his face was helpless, and Ouyang Fuqian's eyes were all in his eyes.

"Xiao Qian, you know that I don't like to eat this," Xia Yang looked embarrassed, his heart was crossed, and he picked up the chopsticks, "For the night tour you will talk about later, I will go out and eat." ”

Before the words fell, the chopsticks had already picked up a green vegetable leaf.

When Ouyang Fuqian had time to slow down, the green vegetable leaves had been stuffed into Xia Yang's mouth.

One, two, three......

"That's good." Xia Yang turned his head and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "It's a pity that you don't eat it." ”

Then, what did Ouyang Fuqian see?

Xia Yang's chopsticks had reached for another plate of garlic water spinach, picked up a few, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Ahem, Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but blink her eyes a few times quickly, she wasn't mistaken, right?

Xia Yang, who has always hated eating these two dishes, actually ate very happily with a smile on his face!

Did she misremember? Or is she missing something?

For a moment, there was silence.

Only the half-open window, the cool breeze seeping in from the window, occasionally or in bursts, blows people extraordinarily refreshing.

Until she watched Xia Yang finish eating the last water spinach, she still looked uncertain.

Xia Yang actually changed his habits?

"The power of love is great, you wouldn't know it, would you?" Xia Yang chewed the last dish vigorously, took the paper towel on the table, wiped his hands, and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "My goddess, can you accompany me to the night tour now to talk about love?" ”

"......" Ouyang Fuqian looked at the empty pile of plates on the dining table, then at Xia Yang, and blinked his eyes, "You ......"

"What are you, let's go."

In Ouyang Fuqian's surprise, Xia Yang quickly sorted out the pile of noises on the table, stood up, walked to the opposite table, and stuffed it into the off-white backpack.

Ouyang Fu was stunned.

Does this really mean that the wind is the rain, and do you really go on a night tour?

Before she could come to her senses, Xia Yang came over again and stuffed the special into her hand: "This one, send you as a souvenir." ”

Feeling the slight coolness of the magazine in his hand, before he could see the cover of the magazine clearly, Xia Yang's voice came again.

"Don't look at it, it's the one you picked with the picture of that ugly boy."

Ouyang Fu lowered his eyes and glanced at the magazine in his hand, and the bright words on the cover broke into sight: November Special Issue!

Xia Yang: What is this?

"Don't thank me," Xia Yang smiled and bent over, "If you and I gossip out tomorrow, will you believe that you and I are in love?" ”

Ouyang Fuqian twisted his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Xia Yang: "This is not the same thing as a book. ”

"One thing, my goddess!" Xia Yang's face flashed with smugness, "I've inquired, that ugly boy of yours doesn't have a girlfriend." ”

Ouyang Fu was stunned.

"Gone! Xiaoqian, that's all I've done for you, believe it or not. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yang smiled brightly, and walked towards the door of the restaurant alone with his bag.