It was not a feeling of being moved, but rather a feeling of being touched.
Confined in Song Ci's arms, Yu Nian did not struggle as usual. In those moments of feeling the other's body temperature, Yu Nian could only hear the pounding of her own heart that she could not hide no matter what.
"It is not the wind that moves, nor the flag that moves, but the mind of the benevolent one that moves."
A cool breeze blows by, and in the quiet world, only the sound of each other's heartbeats can be heard.
Time seemed to pass by incredibly quickly in that instant; the minute hand of the old-fashioned clock had quietly moved from the number twelve to the number four without anyone noticing.
She actually stayed in his arms for a full twenty minutes.
He actually held her for a full twenty minutes.
"Yu Nian, you've made something of yourself."
"Song Ci, you've really made something of yourself."
The slightly cool atmosphere was instantly turned into a very hot one by the two of them, both of them blushing. In the end, Yu Nian was the first to react.
If they don't separate now, judging from Song Ci's lustful gaze, she's afraid she won't even be able to keep her first kiss tonight.
No, she has to be reserved.
Song Ci, who was suddenly pushed away, stumbled back several steps. Just then, his phone received a message. He took out his phone, glanced at it, and then looked up at Yu Nian, whose face was flushed red.
Are you going home now, Yu Nian?
Just as Yu Nian was about to answer, the person said something else.
"Want to grab a late-night snack? I'm in a good mood today, it's on me."
"Okay." I was indeed a bit hungry after a busy day. Perfect timing, I can give him the gift in the car later.
After they finished getting ready, the two went to the parking lot together. Not long after, a Mercedes followed a Maserati out of the parking lot.
At first, she thought Song Ci would take her to a tavern, but unexpectedly, he led her through a maze of twists and turns to a very ordinary noodle shop called Yunlai.
Two luxury cars parked in front of a noodle shop that looked quite old, which surprised the owner, especially the flashy red Maserati.
However, when he saw Song Ci walk in, he wasn't surprised. This kid had always been a show-off since he was a child.
But the little girl following behind him looked so familiar, as if I'd seen her somewhere before; she was really pretty.
"This is a noodle shop I used to frequent when I was a child. I often went to tutoring classes or evening self-study sessions until very late, and when I got hungry, I would come to this noodle shop in the evening to eat a bowl of pork rib soup noodles made by the owner. It was very delicious, you can try it."
After speaking to Yu Nian, Song Ci turned to the shop owner, who had been watching the two of them for a long time, and said, "Uncle Zhou, the usual, two bowls of noodles, with extra ribs."
"Uncle Zhou, a few more side dishes, please." Yu Nian pointed to the delicious-looking side dishes on the side and said to Uncle Zhou, imitating Song Ci.
"Alright, Ah Ci's little wife, look at you two, how well-matched you are. Our Ah Ci has been a widow for so many years, and finally someone wants him. Your Uncle Zhou is so happy today, I won't charge you for this. Here, take this beer to celebrate with you."
Upon hearing Uncle Zhou's words, Yu Nian was stunned, while Song Ci, standing to the side, was practically laughing herself silly.
This Uncle Zhou is just like his grandfather—so funny, so capable, and so perceptive.
"Ahem, Uncle Zhou, you've misunderstood. Song Ci and I aren't in that kind of relationship." Yu Nian glared at Song Ci, who was silently laughing, and forced herself to explain to Uncle Zhou.
"Hahahaha, so it turns out our Aci hasn't caught up with you yet. Oh dear, our Aci is so pitiful. He's all grown up and still doesn't have a girlfriend. Look at his mournful eyes."
Upon hearing this, Song Ci's smile vanished instantly, her inner monologue: "So sour!"
It was indeed quite late, so there weren't many people in the shop. However, Uncle Zhou was a night owl. Song Ci said that Uncle Zhou also co-owned an internet cafe and a hotel. He would stay up all night to watch the shop every day, and only let Sister Zhou, his wife, watch the noodle shop during the day. Fortunately, there were quite a few internet addicts who came to eat noodles late at night, so the noodle shop was able to keep doing business at night.
After finishing the noodles, Uncle Zhou, not wanting to disturb the two of them, took them and the noodles into a small private room, and then went to the internet cafe next door to play games.
The steaming hot noodles were served, and their aroma was irresistible. Yu Nian immediately felt extremely hungry. No wonder it was a treasure noodle shop that Young Master Song couldn't forget. She took the chopsticks that Song Ci handed her and quickly started eating.
"I haven't had such delicious noodles in ages. They're much better than those in five-star restaurants. Uncle Zhou's cooking is truly superb. Oh, by the way, this is a gift for you. Open it when you get home. Thank you for treating me to dinner, Young Master Song. Cheers!"
Upon seeing the gift, Song Cile raised an eyebrow, feeling quite pleased: "Great!"
Perhaps because she hadn't relaxed in a long time, Yu Nian picked up the beer next to her and started chugging it down. Snacks and beer were a perfect match.
Yu Nian is both a good eater and a heavy drinker; he's already getting tipsy after only a few bottles of beer.
Drunk people are always incredibly bold and speak with unusual frankness. Yu Nian, still chugging beer, squinted at the man in front of her, whose figure was growing smaller and smaller: "Song Ci, cheers! Keep it up! Happy birthday, sister!"
Upon hearing the word "older sister," Song Ci's bewildered eyes were filled with a teasing glint: "Older sister? Does that mean Nian Nian is older than me, or does she treat me like a younger brother?"
With her brain still fogged up by alcohol, Yu Nian smiled, her head tilted to the side. It was unclear whether she understood Song Ci's question or not, but she answered seriously in her drunken state, "Little brat~ Give your big sister a spanking, hehehehe..."
"Cough cough cough..." The drunkard's words startled Song Ci, who had just finished drinking beer. He quickly sat down and grabbed Yu Nian's hand, which was about to pour more beer into his glass.
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