Talent for taking group photos
After Chi Nuo finished demonstrating his skills, he put away his phone with satisfaction and smiled, "As expected of a romantic couple, they have such a strong sense of CP (couple) vibe."
While we were joking around, the desserts were served one after another.
"These are your desserts, all served. Please enjoy." The waiter placed the last one down, and the table was filled with a colorful array of dishes.
Each person's color scheme has no fewer than three colors, and Chi Nuo's assessment is quite accurate: they're all flashy and overly ornate.
Fortunately, the food was delicious, and the conversation spontaneously stopped at that moment.
Before leaving, Ji Shu packed another portion of tea-flavored pastries and two different kinds of flaky pastries.
Wen Zhuyao shared the store's location in the group chat, picked up her bag and said, "You guys go first, I'm going to wash up, tissues aren't enough to get it clean."
The plum mousse sauce left a bit of residue on my lips; it felt sticky without needing to be washed off.
"It'll be quick, I'll come catch up with you later." Wen Zhuyao waved her hand and ran inside without looking back.
Mo Wen took the opportunity to slow down, holding his phone in one hand and pretending to reply to a message, thus fooling the naive Chi Nuo.
"You still have to reply to messages during your holiday, tsk tsk tsk." She took Ji Shu's arm, expressing deep sympathy.
Ji Shu nodded, her tone perfectly measured: "We're leaving now. You can wait for Xiaozhu for a bit, but don't stay out too late."
"It's alright if she comes a little later. It's good that you're waiting for her, so she won't have to be alone." Bai Yuzhou's words had a unique flavor.
Each person made a remark, and after they finished speaking, the three of them left ahead of time.
Wen Zhuyao washed and dried her hands, adjusted her bag with her head down, and walked out the door without noticing Mo Wen waiting for her. She walked past without hesitation.
"Cough cough."
Mo Wen stood at the door, put away his phone, and stared at her intently. He said forlornly, "I'm waiting for you. Aren't you going to turn around and look at me?"
"They were just childhood sweethearts, and now they're complete strangers..."
Wen Zhuyao hadn't paid attention to the coughing at first, but turned around when she heard someone speaking, and the voice sounded so familiar.
When she turned around and saw the person, she felt guilty and carefully explained, "I didn't see you in the store. I thought you had left too, so I didn't notice."
Forgotten memories resurfaced, as if I were back on that night when I faced the problem.
"Let's go, I forgive you." Mo Wen sensed her change, put his hand on her shoulder, turned around, and then patted her back.
The moment Wen Zhuyao relaxed, she felt someone approaching from behind, and heard warm breath in her ear.
Can you reply to me now?
"If two days isn't enough, you can think about it some more. I'm not in a hurry."
"Sister Xia Yuan?" Mo Wen chuckled after saying this, and without waiting for a reply, pretended that nothing had happened. "Let's go, they'll be getting impatient if we're late."
Even though he could feel that she was very close, he took a few steps before appearing beside her and walking past her.
Wen Zhuyao stood there, watching the other person's back, and asked, "Don't you want to hear my answer? I always feel that some people really need it."
The dominant position seemed to have shifted, and Mo Wen stopped in his tracks, his hands hanging by his sides revealing his inner thoughts.
With a slight throbbing in the heart.
After a moment of silent eye contact, he extended his left hand to Wen Zhuyao, gesturing with his eyes.
Tell me your answer.
Wen Zhuyao looked at his hand, hesitated deliberately, and stroked her chin thoughtfully: "Oh dear, I'm so conflicted, what should I do?"
There was no rushing, no dissatisfaction.
Mo Wen watched her quietly, awaiting her final decision.
She felt at ease holding the hand of the person in front of her who would never burden her with unnecessary emotions.
"Are you trembling?" She caught the emotion, the little tail that hadn't been put away.
Mo Wen turned his head away, concealing his unexpected emotions, and replied, "No, but I did feel it; someone was trembling."
"Really? That's so strange." It was the first time Wen Zhuyao had held a young man's hand, and she couldn't help but touch the back of his hand with her fingertips.
The skin felt warm and soft, and the protruding knuckles had a pleasant texture.
"Behave yourself." Mo Wen warned the dishonest guy without looking to the side.
After being warned, Wen Zhuyao became much more obedient. The change in her identity reminded her of the initial master-disciple relationship that turned into a romantic one, and the scene and excuse she used to confess to everyone.
Complete silence.
Upon arriving at the store, Mo Wen proactively let go of her hand, adding, "I know that, as I said before, if there's anything you don't want to do, you can end things with me anytime."
“I don’t want you to be tied down by relationships and have to deal with things on your own. I would prefer that you communicate with me.”
Mo Wen had already said what needed to be said, so he deliberately made a sarcastic remark to lighten the mood: "It hasn't come to that point yet. I can just envy others."
“A month has passed, and I’ve still decided to stay with you. No matter what happens, I will never give up communicating with you,” Wen Zhuyao said earnestly.
A promise added a different dimension to Mo Wen's eyes: "Okay, I'm confident."
In real-life relationships, it's better to connect with mutual friends and, once things are stable, choose to go public. This is safer for everyone, as arguments and conflicts can make things uncomfortable for no one.
"You guys are too slow. Did you really go and whisper to each other behind our backs?"
Chi Nuo looked away from the brochure and turned to the two people who had just arrived, her tone skeptical: "I thought you would catch up with us halfway. This amount of time is enough for a round trip."
Feeling guilty about being suspected, Wen Zhuyao kept silent, wanting to deny it with an expression as a response.
"I was delayed by replying to messages. Have you made your choices yet?" Mo Wen changed the subject and brushed it off.
Chi Nuo didn't want to delve into it further, and turned to look at the introduction again: "There are too many, we don't know which one to go with first, we have no idea."
"Now that everyone's here, let's assign them roles."
Ji Shu walked over with aprons for the corresponding number of people: "How about you two go together, me and Chi Nuo, and Yu Zhou alone?"
"Give your good second brother some space, so those of you who are bad at the game won't interfere with your play." Bai Yuzhou had been sitting in a single seat, so he was hard to spot unless you looked for him.
"no problem."
The three answered in unison.
The next day, Chi Nuo came up with a fun idea: various emoticons. "Wow, we're so in sync, why don't we just pick emoticons for the other four people based on our feelings and update a ring with five people's evaluations?"
"That way, no matter where we go, we won't forget the impressions we had of each other today."
Chi Nuo looked at them, waiting for a reply: "I don't mean any harm."
"An extra explanation, it seems they really have bad intentions. It wouldn't be bad to keep it as a souvenir." Ji Shu handed over the aprons, tied them on, and then went to finalize the deal.
Wen Zhuyao silently raised her hand: "I vote in favor."
Having done it before, it feels familiar yet strange; this time it's even more meaningful, a perfect choice.
"And what about you two?" Chi Nuo pressed the two who remained silent, her response a few beats slower. "Yeah, it's pointless to ask, so let's leave it at that!"
What's wrong with not playing...?
What opinions can someone with clumsy hands possibly have...?
A resounding 3-2 victory.
Wen Zhuyao and Mo Wen chose a spot, sat down, and focused on creating... focusing on choosing emoticons that suited each person, and then staggered their departures.
To ensure no one gets angry, we need to find out who made the selection.
She looked at the crying emoji standing out among a bunch of cute smiley faces on the table and automatically turned to select the person.
When Mo Wen saw her looking over, he looked up from the five different emoticons in silence and asked, "What's wrong?"
The response was a light tap of a crying emoticon. Wen Zhuyao didn't speak, but she expressed everything she wanted to say.
Similarly, Mo Wen remained silent, lightly tapping the proud yet adorable figure with his fingertip.
"I'm fine. I need to focus. Don't disturb me." Wen Zhuyao turned around, lowered her head, and got into focus, finishing in three seconds.
Mo Wen, without much hope, said: "I hope so."
When she saw that the progress was almost there, Wen Zhuyao took out her phone to record the work, making it convenient and easy to film the whole process with her phone.
"Let me take a picture." Wen Zhuyao shifted the camera's focus to the slightly crooked print made by Mo Wen.
He instinctively covered the camera lens with his hand and said in a pleading tone, "It's ugly, don't record it."
"It's okay, on the bright side, someone's there to back you up," Wen Zhuyao said, taking his hand down and seeing the different emoticons on the screen.
Having obtained the materials, Wen Zhuyao got up and ran away quickly.
"I'll go take pictures of the others."
Without even asking, I know that the "hope" I had fifteen minutes ago was the most wrong idea.
"Wow, look how well we coordinate!" Chi Nuo picked it up and held it in her palm, showing off how she and Ji Shu had done it perfectly, with the distance and angle just right.
If it weren't for the different expressions, you could easily mistake them for copies.
This laughter and commotion, observed by the two people in the corner, kept their eyes fixed on Wen Zhuyao, occasionally whispering amongst themselves.
Wen Zhuyao then turned to Bai Yuzhou and bumped right into the person who was searching for tutorials step by step.
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds as they stared at each other, then she covered the camera lens on her phone and gave an awkward laugh.
"I didn't see anything, you can keep busy, haha..." Wen Zhuyao turned and left. As long as she ran fast, she could pretend she didn't see anything.
Seeing that she was about to leave, the people who had finished their discussion came out from the corner and blocked Wen Zhuyao's way.
"Hi, my friend seems to like you. If it's convenient, could we add each other on WeChat?" The boy looked to be in his early twenties, and his question was quite polite.
Wen Zhuyao didn't think much of it and softly refused, "Sorry, I don't add strangers."
Thinking it was just a minor incident, she finished speaking and was about to walk around when the person reached out and blocked her way.
His words became unrestrained and unfiltered.
"I don't want anything from you, I'm just making friends. Adding someone will change you..."
"Add me." Mo Wen stood up the moment he was stopped, then walked over and said emotionlessly, "This is my girlfriend, it's not convenient."
He showed the QR code to the other party: "I'll pass on the message if you need anything."
Not far away, Chi Nuo and Ji Shu also looked over upon hearing the sound, adjusted themselves into a more convenient position, and fixed their gazes on the person.
"No...no need..." He felt a little scared under the gaze of not only four pairs of eyes, but also the onlookers from other customers, but then a QR code appeared in front of him.
Bai Yuzhou walked over and shook the screen: "How about adding me instead of him?"
"No need, it was my presumption, I'm sorry." He apologized verbally while bowing and running back to the corner.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the person in charge, seeing that the task had not been completed, scolded him again.
Bai Yuzhou went back to continue studying the tutorial step by step, Ji Shu raised her chin, and Chi Nuo clenched her fist in encouragement from behind, each busy with their own tasks.
Once that's resolved, get back to what you were doing.
Wen Zhuyao was led back to her seat by Mo Wen, feeling warm inside. She decided to give him a more meaningful gift next time to express her gratitude.
"Don't let it affect your mood." After saying that, Mo Wen stayed by Wen Zhuyao's side no matter what she did.
Even if they don't move, they are still very close.
This scene was seen by Chi Nuo, who was taking pictures from the left and right while slacking off, and unsurprisingly, she took a picture and posted it to the group she had created earlier.
Gazing at the bamboo.
He spotted a bodyguard.
Mo Wen received the message thinking it was work-related, and clicked on it without looking closely, only to find it was a secret photo.
He turned around at the right angle and saw Chi Nuo covering her mouth and chuckling. Before he could react, Chi Nuo...
"Do you think mine looks good? If there are no problems, then it's settled." Wen Zhuyao leaned closer and called him over to admire her finished product.
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