A shallow light shimmered through the clouds, the entire Windy City was bathed in a soft pre-dawn halo, and the streets were exceptionally quiet.

After so many days of hardship, he gave up several times in the middle, but Ji Zikun finally quit smoking and got rid of his bad temper.

He got up early to clean himself up, shaved his hair, and chose the right suit, wanting her to see a new version of himself.

He whistled, his steps were full of energy, and he was in a good mood.

Approaching the gallery, he saw An Yao standing at the door smiling in his direction. At that moment, Ji Zikun had an unprecedented sense of happiness. He was about to catch up with her, but something felt wrong.

The look in his eyes...... It's like you're looking at someone through yourself.

He turned his head, and behind him was the rich young master he had met last time, with a happy face, looking in the direction of An Yao.

Ji Zikun suddenly understood, he slowed down and simply stopped in place. The man behind him quickly crossed him and walked in front of An Yao.

The autumn wind blows, and the clouds drift.

The two of them simply stood there, with each other in their eyes and each other in their hearts.

Ji Zikun was suddenly enveloped by a deep sense of frustration. The family is eccentric, but his younger brother is frail, he admits it, but An Yao is something he has liked for a long time, why did the man who suddenly appeared easily get her liking?

He looked up at the clouds in the sky changing shapes, and in his eyes, they turned into paranoia and madness.

"Zhexuan, you're here." An Yao smiled gently, unable to hide the joy in her heart.

"An Yao, I came to you this time to tell you-"

"I'll talk about it later, I'll show you something first." With that, she took his hand and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"What?" He asked, and let her pull him.

When he reached the second floor, An Yao stood on tiptoe and covered Yang Zhexuan's eyes from behind.

"An Yao, what good things are you going to show me, it's so mysterious."

"Alright, now you can open your eyes."

Even if it is a person who is remembered by many people, he will definitely be moved by the scene in front of him, not to mention Lu Xiao, who has never been distressed.

On the walls of An Yao's bedroom are several paintings – self-portraits of Yang Zhexuan. He tasted coffee, stared into the distance, smiled at her, and focused on photography......

Maybe he had been living in an inconspicuous corner, and suddenly someone hit a beam of light for him, and Lu Xiao was a little dizzy.

"Isn't it surprising that I spent several nights painting the paintings on this wall?"

"Thank you, no one has ever painted for me." Lu Xiao was very moved, "Are you thinking of me in these paintings?" ”

"Yes and no, this is what I remember with my heart when we go out to play, and I forgot to tell you that my memory is very good."

"Anyway, I'm still going to ......"

"Don't say thank you, I'm having a lot of fun drawing." She has crooked eyebrows and a charming smile.

Lu Xiao took a deep breath, and the courage he had accumulated on the road just now suddenly disappeared.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the paintings again, the paintings that filled him with concern.

Life is so sad that there is no love, there is no love. Whatever he chooses, he will suffer, and since he chooses to be free, then he has to suffer.

He couldn't love her, he would leave her eventually.

No, it can't be delayed any longer, just like Uncle Liu said, because he loves her, he can't let her fall deeper and deeper.

"An Yao, how do you feel about me?"

"I ...... I like you, and although I haven't confessed my heart to you, I really like you. "Even if you are usually arrogant, when you meet love, you will become tender like water." Last time at the beach, I hinted that I liked you, but you didn't respond, and I also said that you always avoid me, and recently I think about it, it's me who is too abrupt. ”

Lu Xiao felt a heart-piercing pain in his chest, I don't know if it was because of the old wound or the heartache, and then he said ruthlessly: "I think you misunderstood, I am just a friend to you." ”

An Yao was stunned for a moment, but soon she said persistently: "Impossible, I can clearly feel that you like me." ”

Lu Xiao's tone became cold: "Did I say I like you?" I just want to make it clear to you that we are friends and can only be friends. ”

He said it easily, but she listened thoroughly.

"You keep saying that you don't like me, but you can't hide the eyes of a person you like, Zhexuan, I really don't understand-"

"All of this is just a psychological hint based on what you think I like you."

His simple words passed through An Yao's heart like this, and she was speechless for a while, just stunned in place.

"So......" she said with great difficulty, "it's all wishful thinking on my part." ”

"Yes, I'm telling you this, I just hope you don't get me wrong, thank you for the painting for me, I'll go first." With that, he took a step.

Smile in the clouds, go and stay unintentional.

Yang Zhexuan, you lied to me, and you are still so free and easy, but my heart is sobbing.

"Wow, Fang Xu, you bought these for me?!" Song Lanxi let out an exclamation and said excitedly.

"When I watched your live broadcast, I kept sharing these things, I think you must like it, but I don't know which one to buy, so I'll buy them all for you."

"The gift you bought is exactly what I want, but this big bag must have cost a lot of money." While complaining that he was spending money indiscriminately, she couldn't hide her joy and looked at it, "Will I buy you poor, what if you are shy and can't support me." ”

"No, Lanxi, you have to believe me, since I like you, I will definitely be good to you."

Fang Xu knew that he had made a lot of determination to hold her hand to protect her, he wanted to give her the best of himself, he had always been stupid, he wouldn't say those nice but unrealistic words, in ordinary days, giving her countless romances was what he wanted to do.

"Haha, I'm just saying it casually, I see what scares you." Song Lanxi squinted and looked at Fang Xu happily.

When it comes to the father's line, he is mature and juvenile, who understands.

"Lanxi, you haven't tasted my craft yet, today I'll make crab stuffed oranges for you to eat."

"Crab stuffed orange?" She hadn't heard of the dish, "Did you invent it yourself?" ”

"I don't have that ability, I saw it from books." With that, he dragged her to the kitchen.

"Look, I've got all the ingredients ready," Fang Xu said, and then made a gesture to let Song Lanxi stay in the living room, because it would take a while to make it ready, he was afraid that she would be bored here, but Song Lanxi was unwilling, saying that he wanted to watch him here, and stay with the person he liked, how could he be bored.

After washing the oranges, Fang Xu cut off the top cover of the oranges, scooped out the flesh with a spoon to make a hollow orange urn, and then put the dug up flesh into a pounding pot and mashed it to make something similar to orange tooth, which was used as a dipping sauce, and finally he stuffed the crab into the orange urn and steamed it over high heat.

There was a bit of concentration and seriousness in his gaze, a series of movements that were agile and fluid, and his techniques were also skillful and ingenious, and the humble food became magical under his hands.

"Lanxi, what I made, you are satisfied."

"Then I'll wait for a feast." She unconsciously took his hand, and he held it tightly.

"Lanxi, there's a question I've always wanted to ask you, I don't have any merits as a person, why do you like me?"

"You seem to be looking for my compliment," she smiled sweetly, "who said you have no merits, you are calm and funny, intimate and not oily, all good words can be used to sum you up." ”

"Lanxi, is it so good in your eyes?"

"Of course, you're the one I fancied."

In the eyes of a lover, it is never a premise whether she looks good or not, she can see sincerity and respect in him, which makes her inexplicably relieved, and she is willing to be fascinated by him.

Hearing Song Lanxi's words, Fang Xu suddenly felt that he was very special.

Although he is just an ordinary leaf, he is also a leaf that she likes, which is special enough.

He put his arm around her shoulders, indulging in her familiar minty citrus scent.

"Lanxi, I will definitely give you happiness."

"Don't think so much, let's work together," her eyes flashed with determination, "I am willing to move forward with you." ”

The steamer came out of the mist and the crabs were steamed.

Fang Xu put on gloves and took out the crabs, removed the crab meat and crab roe, put them into the orange urn, and then poured in rice wine, vinegar, orange juice and a little water, mixed well into a filling, and finally steamed in the steamer for about five minutes.

"It's so delicious, I really didn't expect there to be such food in the world." Song Lanxi couldn't help but admire.

The addition of orange juice harmonizes the oiliness of the crab and enhances the flavor of the crab, making it taste less delicious.

"Then I'll make it for you every day from now on."

"Really, I suddenly feel so happy, thank you for liking me so much." She handed him the spoon in her hand, "Thank you for your hard work, it's really delicious for you to taste it." ”

Fang Xu took a bite, and his cooking skills were still stable.

Sure enough, to grasp a woman's heart, you must grab a woman's stomach.

"By the way, Fang Xu, you fell in love with me at first sight because you thought I was beautiful?"

Song Lanxi just asked casually, but Fang Xu thought about it, as if he was organizing the wording, but he didn't organize it after all, and finally he said "beautiful".

Seeing his hesitant answer, Song Lanxi was a little unhappy.

"Crab stuffed oranges are indeed delicious, but I don't have an appetite now, you can keep them for yourself, goodbye."

"Lan Xi," sensing her sudden bad mood, Fang Xu didn't know why, he only knew to keep her, "Lan Xi, what's wrong with you, what can you tell me." ”

"Hmph, I don't want to talk to you now, I'm leaving." Song Lanxi picked up the handbag on the sofa and walked out without looking back, while Fang Xu behind her understood what was going on and fell into a whirlpool of regret.