With Valentine's Day approaching, Chu Fang had already decided on a gift for the holiday.
I specifically sought out a designer jewelry store to have a beautifully custom-made bracelet. It features a unique design, is handcrafted, and is inlaid with gemstones—truly an exquisite work of art.
Of course, good things don't come cheap; this bracelet is worth seven figures.
The women present stared at the bracelet on the plate, their eyes sparkling with envy.
Girls are like those Western dragons, naturally drawn to sparkly things, embodying a single word: single-mindedness!
Of course, boys are no exception; they are also naturally attracted to eighteen-year-old girls.
Both sides have a bright future!
Hmm... How wonderful it would be if that bracelet were a gift for me? The woman thought to herself.
"When did you order this?" Zhong Tingyue turned her gaze back to Chu Fang and asked.
“Before I went back to my hometown.” He shrugged.
Chu Fang then picked up the exquisite bracelet and put it on Zhong Tingyue's wrist. The bracelet was as white as jade, slender yet strong, and complemented the necklace perfectly, creating a captivating look.
"Not bad." He looked it over and nodded.
Zhong Tingyue's lips curled down in a disdainful smile: "A waste of money..."
Chu Fang wasn't going to indulge her: "Then give me the cash back."
"On what grounds?"
"This is what I bought."
"How can you prove you bought it? Is your name on it?" Zhong Tingyue fiddled with the bracelet, pointed to it, and said, "Is my name on it?"
Chu Fang straightened his chest: "What right do you have to engrave your name on my bracelet?!"
After a brief argument, the two left the store surrounded by the store manager and clerks, disappearing from everyone's sight.
The guys who had been chatting idly with Chu Fang earlier clutched their chests.
It hurts...
He was already envious and jealous enough that Zhong Tingyue bought him a gift, but just now she turned into a rich guy, which made him hate her even more.
If you're not a brother, aren't you being a bit pretentious?
"Honey, I want one too..." a woman said sweetly, pulling on her boyfriend's arm.
You want one too?
How about I sell my blood to buy it for you?
"Baby, are you being a good boy/girl?"
Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes lit up: "Good girl, I've always been a good girl."
"Sweetie, we're not buying it!"
"snort!"
“She has a bracelet,” the man whispered in her ear. “I have handcuffs.”
His face turned red: "You rascal!"
... ...
The streets and alleys seemed to be filled with a strange atmosphere: romance, passion, impulsiveness, and, well... the smell of hormones overflowing.
As they left the shop, Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang with one hand, while fiddling with the other, admiring the exquisite bracelet and humming softly.
It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the gift.
"Mr. Chu."
"Um."
"You've spent so much money on me. If we can't get married, wouldn't you be at a huge loss?"
“That makes sense!” Chu Fang stroked his chin. “So, could you lend me your navel to take a look and soothe my wounded heart?”
"roll!"
As they chatted, they lost their seriousness.
The two enjoyed Valentine's Day like any other couple, going shopping, watching movies, and before they knew it, night had fallen.
Leaving the theater, Chu Fang complained, "Movies these days are just awful. It's more fun to bite a lighter than to watch a movie."
Zhong Tingyue smiled, pursing her lips.
The movie I watched today was a comedy, but unfortunately, it had no funny moments and was full of educational content.
Most importantly, the movie theater was brightly lit, making it extremely unsuitable for couples.
The two strolled leisurely along the street. They had already informed each other that they would not be going home tonight and would stay in the city for the night.
At this point, Zhong Tingyue admired Chu Fang's shamelessness. It was he who went to talk to the two elders at home and managed to coax them into submission.
Under the moonlight, snowflakes fluttered in the air, creating a rather charming scene.
On the way to the hotel, there was a stall where I bought some skewers. The stall was steaming hot and incredibly comforting.
The stall owners were an elderly couple. The older woman did odd jobs, while the older man cooked the skewers. The couple each did their own thing.
"Are you hungry?" Chu Fang asked.
Zhong Tingyue nodded.
Chu Fang approached the stall and ordered a lot of skewers. The two then sat down.
The skewers were served shortly afterward. Unlike the skewers in Chengdu, which are almost always covered in chili oil, these skewers didn't have chili oil for added flavor. The broth was made with chicken soup and various herbs and spices.
It looks light, but it actually has a rich aroma, and it tastes warm and sweet when you bite into it.
Chu Fang raised an eyebrow, then nodded: "Not bad."
"Young man, is it delicious?" The old woman didn't leave, her eyes narrowed to slits as she asked.
"Delicious!" Chu Fang praised without reservation, "It's the most delicious skewers I've ever had."
Upon hearing this, the old lady's wrinkles deepened, her smile widened, and she humbly waved her hand, repeatedly saying things like "you flatter me."
It was late at night, and there weren't many customers at the stall. The old lady sat down next to them, and Chu Fang asked, "Auntie, how long have you been doing this?"
"Decades, thirty? Forty?" The old woman looked at the night sky, trying to recall, then shook her head: "Oh, I don't remember."
"No wonder it tastes so delicious." Zhong Tingyue nodded.
It's an old-fashioned craft.
The elderly woman smiled and said, "I started setting up a stall after I married my husband, and even now, at this age, I'm still doing it."
"What? Are you complaining about me?" the old man said as he slowly walked over.
"Nonsense!" The old woman rolled her eyes. "I haven't had a single good day with you."
The elderly couple bickered, and Chu Fang and his companion exchanged a smile.
It was late at night. After finishing their skewers, Zhong Tingyue scanned the QR code to pay and said, "Grandpa and Grandma, it's cold. You should pack up and leave."
“Okay.” The woman nodded. “We’re just sitting around anyway, so we might as well do a few more jobs to reduce the burden on our children.”
Just then, the elderly couple's children arrived to take their parents home, but the old man was reluctant to leave: "Don't come to pick us up, I want to stay a little longer."
"You old hag!" the old woman snorted. "It's so cold, do you want to freeze to death? If you want to die, just die. Don't waste money going to the hospital and delaying your children's work."
"So what if I die!" the old man stubbornly insisted. "Back in the day, when I went to fight, it was freezing cold, but so what? I wielded my broadsword, personally slaughtering those invaders, blood streaming down my face..."
Before the old man could reminisce about the past, the old woman forcefully pulled her husband away. Looking at the two of them, Zhong Tingyue picked a flower from the bouquet Chu Fang had given her and gave it to them: "Happy Valentine's Day to you both."
"Oh, thank you so much, young lady." The old lady smiled broadly.
The old man replied, "Valentine's Day? That's a holiday for foreigners, I don't celebrate it... Thank you, young lady."
He had intended to give a passionate speech, expressing his patriotism, but upon sensing the murderous gaze beside him, he instantly changed his tune.
Finally, the elderly couple and their child packed up their stall and drove away slowly.
Watching their retreating figures, Chu Fang tugged at his arm: "Let's go, we should head back to the hotel."
Zhong Tingyue withdrew her gaze and smiled.
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