Chapter 23 "...I'm also 1.88 meters tall"

However, since He Jinzhao had already said that, she couldn't say anything more, otherwise she would seem a bit petty.

Just then, the waiter started serving the dishes. Seeing the delicious-looking and fragrant food, she completely forgot about what had just happened.

Song Shiyi looked at the curry shrimp that was furthest away from her. She wanted to pick it up, but she had to stand up to reach it. She hesitated for a few seconds with her chopsticks in hand, but then gave up.

That was kind of awkward.

She turned her gaze to the other dishes that were closer to her.

But the next second, a slender, fair hand appeared in her vision, with distinct knuckles and faint blue lines visible beneath the fair skin.

The cold, silvery light shimmered with a delicate luster under the lamplight, making the wrist bone appear like jade.

Song Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then looked up and met a pair of smiling, dark eyes.

He was gazing down at her, a clear smile playing on his lips, his eyes brimming with tiny sparkles of light in the brief moment between them.

"I remember you used to love shrimp the most, have your tastes changed?"

He naturally placed the curry shrimp from the serving chopsticks into her bowl, then moved the plate of golden dishes with a faint creamy aroma in front of her so she could easily reach them.

Song Shiyi nodded, a faint smile playing on her lips, her heart stirred with emotion.

I didn't expect him to remember.

She could barely recall having eaten with He Jinzhao, so few times that she herself had no recollection of it. Yet, he still remembered her preferences.

For some reason, a strange joy welled up inside her.

A strong sense of warmth swept over me, and a smile spread from my eyes to the corners of my lips.

"Thanks."

He Jinzhao curled his lips, "Why are you being so polite with me?"

As soon as the words were spoken, ambiguity seeped into the air, gently unfolding like unbroken silk threads, then quietly fermenting into tiny bubbles that rippled outwards in concentric circles.

Perhaps bewitched, Song Shiyi did not look away from him, her gaze unwavering.

He Jinzhao's eyes were bright, as black as ink, unfathomable, and extremely attractive.

The two locked eyes, and everything around them seemed to blur.

In that instant, Song Shiyi suddenly remembered a sentence she had read in a book before.

Eye contact is a spiritual kiss between humans, devoid of lust.

The romantic atmosphere was shattered the next second as the two simultaneously looked away, pretending to be very busy.

"Ouch~"

Xie Lin seemed completely oblivious to the undercurrent between the two of them, focusing intently on eating.

Si Yue bit her chopsticks, her eyes darting back and forth between the two of them, a mocking look on her face.

"An old acquaintance? How long have you two known each other?"

She'd wanted to ask this for a long time, and finally she got the chance.

Hearing that there was some juicy gossip to be had, Xie Lin finally raised his head and silently pricked up his ears.

He Jinzhao glanced at the girl eating nimbly and casually said, "If we've known each other, it's been almost four years, right?"

Now it was Si Yue's turn to be surprised.

"So long?"

"Yes, we met at Beijing No. 1 High School. She was just a freshman then."

Song Shiyi nodded and added.

We've known each other for a while, but we're not that close.

After all, the two only had a chance to be together when Shen Yanci was around. Although there were a few times when they were alone, it was because Shen Yanci was busy with a competition and asked him to take Song Shiyi home after school.

Later, He Jinzhao went abroad again, and the two lost contact.

All I can say is that we've known each other for four years, but the total time we've spent together probably doesn't even add up to a month.

Si Yue was even more confused. She frowned and said, "Wait!"

"You also went to Beijing No. 1 High School?"

"That's not right. I'm also from No. 1 High School, how come I've never seen you before?"

He Jinzhao paused upon hearing this, clearly somewhat surprised.

Si Yue and Song Shiyi were in the same year, so they should know each other.

At this moment, Song Shiyi tugged at her arm and gestured silently.

"Yueyue, have you forgotten? You only transferred here in your second year of high school."

At that time, He Jinzhao had already gone abroad.

Si Yue: "..."

She patted her forehead, realizing she had forgotten about it.

Her first encounter with Song Shiyi was when she was almost late on her first day at the new school because she couldn't find her classroom. She ran into Song Shiyi on the way and found out that they were in the same class. The two gradually became acquainted after that.

Just as she was lost in her memories, a sneer suddenly reached her ears.

The satirical tone was not concealed at all.

"Your brain is worth a hundred million."

Si Yue: "..."

She had reason to suspect that Xie Lin was subtly attacking her.

But she had no evidence.

Forget it, a good woman doesn't argue with a man.

She doesn't care.

She gave a cold laugh and ignored her.

He Jinzhao began to lecture, "Alright, shut up. Food can't shut you up."

Xie Lin leaned back and replied casually, "I'm full."

He Jinzhao: "?"

Not a buddy?

Are you just a good-for-nothing?

"...You have a good appetite."

"Otherwise, how could he grow to 1.88 meters tall?"

"...Who asked you?"

Xie Lin said sincerely, "I just wanted to say something."

He Jinzhao: "..."

My hands are starting to itch.

Seeing the way the two were interacting, Song Shiyi couldn't help but smile.

That's so interesting.

Especially when paired with He Jinzhao's speechless expression, it became even funnier.

Si Yue found a reason to mock him, crossed her arms, and fired!

"Loading the cargo."

Xie Lin glanced at her, his gaze pointed.

"At least I can pretend, what about you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"I'm 1.75 meters tall, that's quite tall, okay?"

"They've broken through."

"Someone is getting anxious."

"..."

"Waiter, do you have a knife?"

"..."

Over there, two people are engaged in an extreme battle, while inside, two people are enjoying a peaceful and serene time.

Song Shiyi was reading with great interest.

A deep, warm voice drifted into her ear.

Are you happy?

Song Shiyi tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes slightly upturned, and nodded obediently.

"Yueyue gets along well with your friends."

He Jinzhao raised an eyebrow, glancing at the person beside him out of the corner of his eye. "The two of them?"

"They're almost fighting."

Song Shiyi couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

That's what they say, but He Jinzhao could also tell that the two of them were indeed quite interesting.

There's a kind of bickering couple vibe to it.

"So, how's this place? Does the food suit your taste?"

Song Shiyi put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and gave a serious review.

"It's delicious! I really like Thai food."

She gave a thumbs up, her eyes crinkling, her pupils sparkling, her gentle gaze as clear and pure as starlight.

He Jinzhao chuckled softly, his tone inexplicably tender.

"If you like it, we'll come again next time."

Song Shiyi nodded without giving it much thought.

Suddenly, He Jinzhao coughed lightly, looking somewhat uneasy, and said casually, "What Xie Lin just said... I'm also 1.88 meters tall."

"Height, measured without shoes."

Song Shiyi: "?"