Chapter 533 He is obsessed with her (Part 1)
Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan left Liuxianju and walked along the pedestrian street.
The night breeze blows gently, bringing bursts of coolness.
"Isn't it too sweet?" the man suddenly asked.
Jiang Fuyue had just put the last candied haws into her mouth and said after swallowing it, "Not bad."
"You seem to like sweets?"
"I like it." She smiled.
Xie Dingyuan also laughed.
"What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Fuyue thought for a moment and said, "Hot pot."
The man was not surprised at all.
"Walk."
A quarter of an hour later, the two sat down at a hot pot restaurant on the street that was doing good business.
There are no private rooms, only seating in the lobby.
The place was bustling with people coming and going, with white steam rising from the middle of each table. The mundane life of the world was fully realized at this moment.
Xie Dingyuan took the pen handed to him by the waiter. He was now able to order food very skillfully.
Soon, all the dishes were served, all of which were Jiang Fuyue’s favorites.
Mostly meat, with fresh mushrooms and vegetables.
"Would you like something to drink?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Canned herbal tea."
Xie Dingyuan called the waiter, but maybe it was too noisy around and the other party didn't hear him, so he simply got up and went to get it himself.
Then he opened the pull ring, inserted the straw, and placed it next to Jiang Fuyue.
"Room temperature, okay?"
The girl nodded.
Xie Dingyuan spent most of his time helping Jiang Fuyue pick up food.
"You eat too!"
"I ate at Minghuitang, and I'm not hungry yet."
Jiang Fuyue nodded, no longer forcing herself, and focused on her own bowl.
She stared at the boiling pot, and he stared at her, occasionally using a colander to help her scoop out the fish that had slipped through the broth.
Everything is so harmonious.
Only Lao Jin and his friends could see the entire scene from outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
They were originally planning to take a taxi back to the apartment, but halfway through, Lao Bai said that the family had been out of paper for several days and they had to go to the supermarket.
Lao Jin and his friends thought about it and decided that it was time to buy some daily necessities.
The four grown men asked the driver to turn to Chunfeng Street and went shopping in the supermarket happily together.
I didn't expect to see this when I passed by a hot pot restaurant after shopping?!
Snap——
Lao Jin's shopping bag fell and the things inside rolled out.
Unfortunately, no one has time to pick it up.
They all stared at Professor Xie who was skillfully picking up food for Jiang Fuyue, as if they were seeing some kind of alien creature.
Lao Jin: "Why do I remember that Professor Xie doesn't eat hot pot?"
Ding Yu: "Maybe... he doesn't want to eat with us?"
Liu Guan: "You can be more tactful."
Lao Bai: "So the professor can also pick up food for others. Judging from his proficiency, this is probably more than once or twice. I said something was wrong when I saw them coming out of the lab building together during their break last time, but none of you believed me. Now you see it, don't you?"
Liu Guan: "Actually, this doesn't mean anything. It's just a meal and a dish."
No kissing, no hugging, no cuddling.
Lao Jin: "This happened behind our backs, doesn't that mean anything? Are you kidding me?"
"That's right!" Lao Bai remained firm in his judgment. "But I haven't seen Professor Xie and I spending time together, eating hot pot, and even helping ourselves to food?"
Lao Jin thought about that scene, uh...
Too beautiful to look at.
"Wait, let me take a picture..." Lao Bai took out his cell phone.
Snap!
Just at this moment, Xie Dingyuan looked over here, and the faces of several people suddenly changed and they ran away.
Lao Jin didn’t even have time to pick up the shopping bag.
Jiang Fuyue: "What are you looking at?"
Xie Dingyuan retracted his gaze and shook his head: "It's nothing, just a few curious sparrows."
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After this meal, Jiang Fuyue was really full.
Xie Dingyuan went to pay the bill.
She took her coat and his and went out to wait at the door.
The night wind blows on my face, and the chill grows deeper.
Winter is getting closer, and the ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the road have shed their leaves in large areas, leaving large areas of golden color on the ground.
"Okay." Xie Dingyuan came out quickly.
Jiang Fuyue handed him the coat.
The smell of hot pot hit his face. In the past, Xie Dingyuan would not only frown, but also throw it away on the spot in disgust.
But at this moment, he took it with a normal expression and put it back on slowly.
Seeing that Jiang Fuyue couldn't match the cuffs when she put on her clothes, he reached out and held her hand, "This way..."
"Thank you." She buttoned her clothes and looked up with a smile.
Xie Dingyuan also curled his lips and said, "Let's go for a walk?"
"Hmm." Just in time to help with digestion, burp...
"There's a square in front with lots of performers. Want to go over and take a look?"
"OK."
The square was bustling with people.
On the left is the square dance area, where a group of middle-aged women are swaying their waists to the music.
At first glance, it looks pretty neat.
To the right are small vendors setting up stalls, some selling antiques and jade, some selling phone screen protectors, and some selling daily necessities, all for ten yuan...
Keep walking forward and you will see the performance scene that Xie Dingyuan mentioned.
"Acrobatics?" Jiang Fuyue looked at a man and a woman with amazing body flexibility, throwing and catching in the air, and doing backflips.
Xie Dingyuan: "Yes. He should be a member of the acrobatic troupe stationed in Linhuai. When he is not training, he comes out to perform to make money."
Jiang Fuyue watched the show and applauded sincerely.
Then he took out his mobile phone, scanned the code, and transferred two hundred yuan.
The other party set up a notification for the arrival of the funds, and the woman nodded gratefully towards Jiang Fuyue.
"Do you like watching acrobatics?"
"I can't say I like it, I just watch it once in a while and find it rare."
Xie Dingyuan: "Paying for curiosity?"
Jiang Fuyue stopped and turned around, looking up at him: "No."
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“I am paying for the visual enjoyment that other people’s hard work brings me.”
"Then why two hundred?"
Many people only give single-digit amounts, at most a few dozen yuan, and very few give hundreds of yuan.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips, the bright lights from the street signs shone on her face, and her eyebrows and eyes were flying.
"First, because I have money."
"Second, I think it's worth two hundred."
"That's it. Any other questions?"
The man shook his head: "No more."
Then he went back and gave the acrobat couple two hundred yuan.
Jiang Fuyue couldn't understand: "What are you doing?"
"First, I have money."
"Second, if it makes you think it's worth two hundred, then it's worth two hundred to me."
"Do you have any other questions?"
Jiang Fuyue was shocked: "Xie Dingyuan, why are you imitating me?!"
"Really?" He denied it and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Jiang Fuyue: “…” This guy seems a bit like a rogue.
Next to the acrobatic performance was a middle-aged male singer holding a guitar, with long hair, black-framed glasses, and ripped jeans, singing to himself.
It has the wildness of a singer and a touch of the romance of a poet.
Xie Dingyuan stopped in front of the QR code sign, thought for a moment, and took out his mobile phone.
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "Want to order a song?"
"Um."
Twenty yuan per song.
He asked her, "What do you want to hear?"
"An old song," Jiang Fuyue said, and after a moment's thought, she added, "A love song would be best."
In the open-air square, there is a wandering singer with a weathered face and hairstyle, and a slightly hoarse voice. Nothing is more suitable than singing love songs.
After receiving the transfer, the middle-aged singer looked at Xie Dingyuan while holding his guitar and asked, "What do you want to listen to, my friend?"
Jiang Fuyue also looked at him.
Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "...'Bewitched'."
It’s indeed a very old song.
But the reason why classics are called classics is that they can stand the test of time.
When the deep smoky voice slowly sang out——
It's okay if he's possessed by a ghost
It could be due to karma from a previous life.
…
It's fate's arrangement.
It's your intentional prank.
Jiang Fuyue was fascinated by what she heard.
Xie Dingyuan was also stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, he turned and looked at the girl next to him.
Aren’t I the one who is “possessed by a ghost”?
Why would I want to be close to someone so much? There was no reason, no signs.
When she gets close to me, my heart beats faster unconsciously.
When she leaves, I will feel lost again.
He seems to... like her?
So what next?
What's the next step you'd like to see?
How to string together the logic chain?
If it is an algorithm, what kind of result will be obtained after Y/N?
Xie Dingyuan seemed to have encountered the biggest challenge in his academic career.
And he seemed to have not even understood Jiang Fuyue's question thoroughly, so how could he start to solve it?
Shen Qiannan said, “You should confess your feelings.”
He asked, “And then?”
"Who knows? There are only two outcomes - success or failure."
"So what is success? What is failure? Can the measurement be quantified to two decimal places?"
He could feel Shen Qiannan's huge speechlessness towards him at that moment.
"Success is when the girl accepts your confession and becomes your girlfriend; failure is when you can't even be friends and it's awkward when you meet."
"As for the criterion... there is only one, and that is whether the girl actually likes you and has any feelings for you!"
so……
Does Jiang Fuyue like him?
Do you have feelings for him?
One update today, 3,000 words coming!
There are two more chapters to come, both with 3,000 words~
I can finally ask for monthly tickets loudly~
Is this romance okay? Is it sweet? If so, if it's sweet, then vote for this fish~ Pen refill~~~
(End of this chapter)
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