After chatting for a while, Jiang Xinhai gradually began to realize that Chen Ya was just an 18-year-old teenager in adolescence, just like himself.
This feeling was very strange. At first, her impression of him was just the author of "Too Soft-Hearted".
Before she met Chen Ya, she always thought that the author of "Heart Too Soft" should be a middle-aged man.
Now that the real person appeared in front of her and she was watching his every move, she still felt that the situation was a bit overturned. She couldn't connect the person in front of her with the person in her imagination.
Chen Ya noticed her gaze and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"It's nothing, I just feel that you are a little different from what I imagined." Jiang Xinhai lowered his head to eat noodles, feeling a little embarrassed.
Chen Ya was a little surprised: "What do you imagine me to be like?"
"Gentle, pretentious, wearing a plaid shirt, and a little infatuated." Jiang Xinhai said, "I didn't expect you to be like this."
Chen Ya looked at the beautiful girl in front of him wearing a baseball cap and with black hair like a waterfall under the night sky, and suddenly smiled and asked:
"So what do you think of me?"
“It’s just quite unreliable.”
"Is wearing a plaid shirt reliable?" Chen Ya smiled even more happily.
"At least it's more reliable than you are now."
When she said this, she remembered him and Daolang, the two sneaker brothers, dancing wildly in the house, and the yak jerky and the teeth marks on it, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Wait, could it be that Daolang was actually led to be like that by him?
Chen Ya leaned back, as if wanting to lean on the back of the chair, but found that there was no back, so he sat up straight and said:
"You're different from what I imagined."
"What do you imagine me to be like?" Jiang Xinhai quickly looked up.
"I imagined you to be like a fairy." said Chen Ya.
"I'm not a fairy?"
Jiang Xinhai said something very arrogant naturally.
Chen Ya shook his head: "She's much more down-to-earth than I imagined, like the little sister next door."
"snort."
Jiang Xinhai wanted to ask who your sister is, but he was afraid that he would call him "tsundere" again, so he didn't say anything.
But after a while, she looked up and asked, "What do you think of me in reality?"
Although she had never admitted it, she was actually quite curious about the impression she left on Chen Ya.
"From a distance, he seems unapproachable, but he's actually very easy to get along with. He's very proud and doesn't admit defeat, but he's not annoying and very lovable."
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"snort."
Jiang Xinhai was not 100% satisfied with this evaluation, but he was 98% satisfied.
Chen Ya asked: "Does my evaluation satisfy you?"
"Although you didn't see all of me, I reluctantly agree with what you just said." Jiang Xinhai threw down the fast piece, "I still want to eat something."
"Eat if you want."
A look of worry appeared on Jiang Xinhai's face. Even though she was Jiang Xinhai, she was still worried about gaining weight.
"I want to eat the lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken."
Chen Ya said, "That one is very filling. It doesn't look big, so you definitely can't finish it all by yourself."
Jiang Xinhai said, "I just want to eat."
"You haven't eaten it?"
“No.”
Chen Ya shrugged. She wanted to eat, and he had no right to stop her.
The two walked out, walked through the crowd, and bought her favorite snacks. She blew on her hands and opened the lotus leaves to blow away the fragrant hot air.
As a result, she regretted it after taking only two bites.
It was just as Chen Ya said, very greasy and filling.
"I don't want to eat anymore." Jiang Xinhai said.
Chen Ya walked with her back to the rental house: "What a waste of food."
"What should I do?" Jiang Xinhai said, "I can't eat a single bite."
"Throw it away."
Jiang Xinhai turned his head to look at him: "Isn't it a waste of food?"
"You can't eat it, right? There's no way to keep this, and there's no refrigerator in the rental house."
Jiang Xinhai stuffed the lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken in his hand into Chen Ya's hand and said, "Eat it."
Chen Ya held the food that the young lady stuffed into his hands, a little surprised: "I eat it?"
"Don't waste food, didn't you say?" Jiang Xinhai narrowed his eyes mischievously. "Then go ahead and eat. You're a boy, so you definitely won't be full with just one set of pancakes, right?"
Chen Ya took the glutinous rice chicken and handed it to her, saying, "You asked me to eat this, so don't complain later."
Jiang Xinhai put his hands behind his back and said, "Eat it, I have no objection."
Chen Ya put the snack to his mouth, ate it in two or three bites, and finished it quickly. He threw the packaging into the roadside trash can, then came back and clapped his hands.
Jiang Xinhai was a little stunned and stared at him with his mouth open.
He actually ate it! And he even ate the part that Jiang Xinhai had just eaten!
There was even a little bit of her saliva on it!
"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't you tell me to eat?" Chen Ya patted his stomach. "To be honest, I'm not full. I feel a little embarrassed that I spent your money."
Jiang Xinhai said quietly but quickly, "Don't you feel sick?"
"What's so disgusting about that?" Chen Ya said. "According to a US study, each exchange of saliva is worth $26."
"How was $26 calculated? And what is the value of exchanging saliva?"
"I don't understand either. Maybe the bacteria in the saliva are replaced, making the body's balance more stable." Chen Ya shrugged.
"Uh..." Jiang Xinhai felt disgusted by what he said.
She thought Chen Ya would be very resistant and was ready to appreciate his expression.
Now that he is so relaxed, it seems like he is at a disadvantage.
Chen Ya smiled and said to her, "You seem to underestimate your own beauty. How could the saliva of a beautiful girl like you make me feel disgusted?"
"Uh...are you a pervert?"
"How is this perverted? Think about it, if you kiss someone, you'll also exchange saliva. It's just saliva, what's there to be disgusted with?"
Jiang Xinhai automatically took two steps away from him. She was really beginning to wonder if it was dangerous for her to get so close to a man who was practically a stranger to her.
If you think about it carefully, wasn't that an indirect kiss just now?
"When I was in the village, I was often licked by cows and spitted on by alpacas. I've become immune to your saliva."
The excitement that Jiang Xinhai had finally built up in his heart vanished in an instant.
When they returned home, Jiang Xinhai took off his mask, hat and other equipment, fanned his face with his hands, and said:
"I had memorized the lyrics to 'Red Bean' during class."
"That's great, but we won't sing "Red Bean" tonight," said Chen Ya.
"Um?"
The other party handed over an open notebook with the words "Meet" written on it in the same handwriting as "Red Bean".
"What's this?"
"New song." said Chen Ya.
"You wrote this today? In just one day?"
"Yeah." Chen Ya nodded. "How long will it take to write the song?"
Jiang Xinhai looked at the notebook in his hand a little sadly.
Her impression of Chen Ya as "unreliable" increased even more.
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