Over the years, although Sheng Qingyao has taken good care of Huang Ruoying, and the two often meet, Huang Ruoying has walked into this house for the second time.

It stands to reason that Sheng Qingyao invited her to come to the house, which means that their relationship is going further, Huang Ruoying may have been very happy at this moment in the past, but today, she is really not happy in her heart.

"Qingyao, why do you still make so much food." Huang Ruoying came in with a basket of fruits, and when she saw the red wine and dishes on the table, the words "last supper" suddenly popped up in her mind.

"It's been a long time since I've had a quiet meal with you, and it just so happens that there aren't a lot of things at work these days, so I did it myself, but I haven't been in the kitchen for a long time, and I don't know how the dishes taste good." Sheng Qingyao took the fruit, and then asked Huang Ruoying to sit down, "You try, these dishes are all your favorites." ”

Huang Ruoying's heart fluctuated more and more, and then she observed Sheng Qingyao's face more frequently without a trace, and her heart became more and more worried, "Qingyao, you are the best in everything you do, even if you are cooking, you are naturally the best." ”

"Don't boast too early, taste it first, so as not to be deceived by this superficial thing." Sheng Qingyao picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine.

Huang Ruoying smiled, then picked up the chopsticks, the uneasiness in her heart just now completely made her a little flustered after Sheng Qingyao's words, but on the surface she was still trying her best to restrain herself.

After Huang Ruoying took a bite of the dish, she said with a smile: "Qingyao, the dishes you cook are really delicious, you have made so many dishes for me, it is really too hard." ”

"You did so much for me at the beginning, compared to you, what is my point?" Sheng Qingyao said, pouring wine for Huang Ruoying, "Taste it, this wine tastes good, much better than what you drank in the early years." ”

"Okay, then I'll drink a little too." Huang Ruoying could only pretend that she didn't understand what she was doing, and took a sip of the wine glass with a smile.

"How's it going, is it okay?" Sheng Qingyao continued to shake the wine glass and looked at Huang Ruoying, "This bottle of wine was left over from that night, and it has become more expensive over the years, but I think the taste is still the same bitter." ”

Huang Ruoying looked at Sheng Qingyao, tightened the wine glass in her hand, and said, "Qingyao, have you encountered something, why have you been talking about this today, is it Qiqi ......?"

"There's nothing to do, it's just a little emotional, just a few fingers, after so many years, when I look in the mirror, I find that I don't know myself anymore, I have to admit that I'm really old, and I can't do a lot of things." Sheng Qingyao said, and drank the wine in the wine glass in one gulp.

"How can you be old, you are at the right time now, we will have more and better days in the future." Huang Ruoying smiled and enlightened him, "I think you must have been too tired lately, wait for dinner, you better go to rest early, get a good night's sleep, how about we go climbing the mountain tomorrow?" ”

"Climb the mountain......" Sheng Qingyao leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and said with a sigh, "In the past, I did like to climb mountains, and I liked the feeling of climbing to the top of the mountain alone, and I didn't need to say a word to taste the joy of success, but now I find that even if I succeed in reaching the top, I can't feel joy anymore, but I feel very tired." ”