She was still wearing a plain-colored t-shirt and jeans, and white canvas shoes were at her feet, which looked the same size as Uncle Creti's twelve-year-old daughter's shoes.

I was still stunned, and Uncle Creti, who was standing next to me, bumped me with his elbow, and I quickly picked up the menu and followed her.

It was the first time I had been so close to her, even though I had deliberately distanced myself three steps from her.

As if no one was around, she sat down by the window, and I waited for her to sit down before I took two steps closer to the square table and handed her the menu.

She ordered food without looking, one of them, foie gras with red wine.

I looked down at her face with delicate features, and suddenly realized that she was very different from my mother.

Her lips were thinner, which should have been soft, but with a sharpness, and her eyes were cold, like noble roses.

She tilted her head slightly, and her thin lips opened slightly, "What are you looking at?" ”

The voice was very soft, but it was like thin ice in early winter, my chest was stunned, and I quickly lowered my head, "Please wait a moment." ”

After saying that, I turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the kitchen, my ears were burning so fast that I forgot to take the menu.

The head was blank, the chaotic white, only the icy sound kept flowing.

I rushed into the kitchen, my heart still beating so fast that I almost hit my chest.

I gasped for breath to calm my heartbeat, when someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder behind me, and I jumped.

Turning my head, Uncle Creti was looking at me in surprise, "What are you afraid of?" ”

I exhaled heavily, turned around, and swung my hands up, "Nothing." ”

Uncle Creti furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, and I quickly squeezed out a smile and took a step back, "I...... When I was ordering food, I looked at her and realized that she didn't resemble my mother, so I ......"

I didn't know how to describe it for a while, so I raised my hand and gestured before I said, "Anyway, I was a little dumbfounded, and then she found out, and she asked me what I was looking at......"

At the end of the day, my voice was a little small and frustrated.

Uncle Creti suddenly laughed, raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder, "She's a strange girl. ”

"Hmm." I agreed, nodding his head heavily, "It's weird." ”

"Did she order foie gras?"

"Oh!" I slapped my head and almost forgot about it!

Uncle Creti was still busy with my foie gras when she made the appetizer salad and served it out with the juice she ordered.

I do it with a lot of care, every step I do, I try my best to craft it in place, and I even feel more careful than when I did it for my mother.

After it was done, I brought it out, and my heartbeat, which had been calm, began to be irregular again when I saw her sitting in the corner from a distance.

It hit my chest hard, bang, bang, I felt like I could hear my own heartbeat, would anyone else hear it? Like her......

The thought made me panic even more, and I quickly lowered my head and took two deep breaths, trying to slow down the frequency and strength of my heartbeat, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

As I approached, I rolled my throat and did not dare to speak, but moved the plate of vegetables that had been touched in the middle of the table to the side, and placed the foie gras in front of her.

"Thank you." She said.

I was stunned by the sound of thin ice, and when I raised my eyes, I found that she didn't look at me, but directly picked up the knife and fork.

Even though she didn't look at me, I curled my lips, "Have a good meal." ”

She tapped her head and slice off a slice of foie gras, and I turned and took two steps back when the sound of thin ice sounded again.

"Please wait a minute."

I paused, turned around in confusion, and saw her put down the fork in her hand, this action made my heart skip a beat, is she still not satisfied?

"Who did this?"

She looked so small, but the way she spoke at the moment made me feel like I was being questioned by Professor Ben Shaming.

I was stunned for a second, then nodded to her, "I made it, doesn't it taste right?" ”

I said, stepping forward, a little worried.

Her thin eyebrows frowned slightly, "Are you part-time?" ”

"Yes."

She asked, "Will you come back next week?" ”

I was stunned for a second before I realized the meaning of her words, and joy instantly overcame worry, and I laughed and nodded to her, "Of course." ”

She didn't say anything more, just lowered her eyes, lowered her head and cut off a slice of foie gras with a knife again.

As I watched her bring the cut foie gras close to her thin lips, I lowered my eyes, turned around, and walked briskly back to the kitchen, and she hadn't made her desserts......

When I got back to the kitchen, Uncle Creti asked me, "Is she satisfied?" ”

I was so happy that my lips cracked," she said, and asked me who did it. ”

"Oh." Uncle Creti tilted his head with a smile, "You must have told her." ”

"Of course!" I walked over, anxious to share my joy with him, "She also asked me, will I be coming next weekend?" ”

Uncle Creti pursed his lips and said, "Didn't you tell him that you were there every night?" ”

I froze with a smile, and was immediately annoyed because my answer was of course......

As always, she left with dinner, and I watched her push open the glass door and walk out, the night outside the door gave me an urge to catch up, it was worry.

"You like that weird girl?" Uncle Creti's voice.

I turned my head to look at him, paused, and replied honestly, "I'm curious about her, and I have a crush on her." ”

Is this like? I don't know, but this kind of liking is not the same as loving little Anne and Jennifer......

I like to chat with them, play badminton, watch movies, but ...... I never thought to talk to her, not even to talk to her...... How do you know if you like it or not?

Uncle Creti pouted, his brow bones raised, and his forehead was covered with several deep grooves, "She looks as big as Evangelly." ”

Evan Li was the daughter of Uncle Creti, and she was only twelve years old, so his speculation made me wrinkle my eyebrows.

"I think she's older than Evenley." I disagree.

"Up to a year older." Uncle Kriti said again.

"No, no, no, it's not like that, when she asks me questions, she looks like Professor Benshamin!" I have some hasty excuses.

Uncle Creti was a little surprised, "That Professor Benshamin with a silver chain on his glasses?" ”

"That's right! That's him, he's serious! ”

"Oh—" he laughed, "Evangeli was serious at times, just like her grandmother. ”

...... "I didn't want to continue the conversation because I was messing up again, and I was even a little panicked, so I said, "I'm going to clean up the plates." ”

"Okay." Uncle Creti replied, and I had just taken two steps forward when he suddenly said, "That's right, Dean." ”

I turned my head to look at him with a puzzled look, and he smiled and spread his hands to me, "Maybe you can ask next time she comes." ”

“…… What to ask? ”

"Age, of course." He narrowed his eyes with a smile, "It's rude, but I'm curious too. ”

I was stunned and smiled, "Maybe." ”

After that night, I suddenly felt that time had slowed down again, as if I had gone back to when I wanted to grow up quickly, and even lost sleep thinking about how old she was.

But no matter how slow time is, it will never stand still, the weekend is still coming, and she is coming.

I followed Uncle Creti with the menu at the suggestion of Uncle Creti's eyes, but until she sat down in the empty seat, I didn't use a word of the words I had thought of to talk.

For example: Hey, you're here again?

Another example: you came at the right time, and the foie gras is very fresh today.

I was a little frustrated, but I kept my smile and handed her the menu.

She took it, didn't look at it, and ordered it directly, exactly the same as that day, even the dessert after the meal.

I hesitate and say, "Do you want to try crème brûlée?" ”

She smacked slightly, "Add a little crème brûlée." ”

I laughed and quickly went back to the kitchen, where Uncle Creti came running up to me and asked her if she had it, and then I was confused.

When the final dessert arrived, I was a little nervous because I had to ask her age.

I don't know how to speak, but I really want to know that if I don't ask today, I'll have to wait until next week, and then I'll probably lose sleep all week.

I put the crème brûlée in front of her before putting down the Black Forest she had ordered.

"Eat the pudding while it's hot." I seemed to have figured out how to strike up a conversation, "smash the ...... with a spoon"

"Thank you."

......I was a little embarrassed when I was interrupted, but I still squeezed out a smile, "I hope you like it." ”

She didn't reply to me, but smashed the caramel on the pudding with a spoon, and I turned around, but I struggled inwardly, and took a step forward, my fingertips clenched tightly.

Finally, after taking three steps, I finally couldn't help myself, turned around again, and walked back to the table.

She looked up at me with confusion in her eyes, the spoon still on her lips.

"I want to ask, ...... How old are you? ”

Her eyebrows suddenly raised, and she slowly lowered the spoon, "Don't you know that it is very rude to ask a lady about her age?" ”