Western food
After finishing their workout and showering, the two continued to have dinner together.
Zhu Shiyi had prepared a plan in advance: "Shall we go eat Gaga?"
This is a high-end light food and tea restaurant with good ingredients and a pleasant environment, suitable for fitness enthusiasts and also for socializing.
The only downside: low cost-performance ratio.
But it's Christmas, so we should create some atmosphere.
"Eat some steamed buns," Pan Yue said with a smirk. "I like them."
Zhu Shiyi: ......
Then I remembered what she said in the car when she was acting crazy.
"So, do you like it?"
Pan Yue: "Steamed buns?"
Zhu Shiyi was dumbfounded: "...Yes."
What did she say?
“Hmm,” Pan Yue said, turning his gaze away, “I like it.”
What Zhu Shiyi actually wanted to say was whether he liked the meal plan she had arranged. Pan Yue always ate that same toast, and she was tired of it. She wanted to help him change things up while still ensuring he got the necessary nutrition.
"Why eat steamed buns?" Zhu Shiyi said confidently, composing herself. "We'll have Western food. The Christmas project is over, and I got a 500 yuan bonus today! I have to treat myself to something good."
Pan Yue paused for two seconds, then said, "Okay."
"You want to eat Western food?"
Zhu Shiyi nodded frantically: "Mmm-hmm."
......
Three minutes later, Zhu Shiyi followed Pan Yue to a shop.
Zhu Shiyi pointed to the large letter logo, her eyebrow twitching: "Western food?"
M.
McDonald's.
"Fast food." Pan Yue lowered his eyelashes, concealing a sly glint in his eyes. He tilted his head slightly toward the door and pushed it open first.
Zhu Shiyi pouted and was forced to follow him into the store.
The two sat side by side at a bar-style table, facing the window.
Zhu Shiyi opened the mini-program and moved her phone to the side: "What do you want to eat?"
Pan Yue leaned slightly closer.
The distance between their arms suddenly closed, then stopped just in time. It was a hair's breadth, but it made you feel the warmth of human skin that wasn't so unfamiliar.
A chill ran down her ankles, and she looked in the direction of the cold to see the door beside her open. She instinctively tried to curl up, but was surprised to find that she wasn't cold at all; there was no wind, but rather a warm feeling, as if she were wrapped in a soft down comforter.
I glanced at the reflection in the glass window.
Down feathers are part of Pan Yue's robust physique.
Suddenly, a work of art appeared before him, slender and jade-like, it was his fingertip.
“I’ve made my choice,” Pan Yue said, tapping the screen with the hand she was holding the phone in. “Look, what do you want to eat?”
His senses returned at that moment. Zhu Shiyi was scrolling through his phone when he inadvertently touched the knuckles of the finger that was about to leave his hand.
She took a deep breath, trying to stop herself from having any illusions: "What kind of burger did you order?"
She was looking at her phone, clearly asking a question she already knew the answer to.
Pan Yue, however, still answered, "Plate-fried."
......
There were quite a few people in the evening; after ordering, there were still more than a dozen orders ahead of us in the queue.
Overwhelmed by fatigue after exercising, Zhu Shiyi slumped onto the table, his face turned away from Pan Yue.
When I close my eyes, my mind wanders involuntarily.
She suddenly remembered her high school days.
Girls back then seemed to be more likely to develop feelings for their deskmates.
Now she and Pan Yue are sitting side by side.
...How can you say we're not deskmates?
Yu Fan said that Pan Yue liked her.
If he likes her, would he secretly look at her now?
Zhu Shiyi suddenly felt fortunate that she had just washed her hair after working out tonight.
If you like someone, you should radiate your own charm.
Her hair is long and permed into waves, so it should look pretty good, right?
Zhu Shiyi gathered her hair and then gently tossed the ends, feigning naturalness, but in reality, it was deliberate.
Behind her unseen back, a strand of hair inadvertently fell into someone's arm, a few strands of hair slipping through his clothes and scratching his skin.
Gently.
......
Smelling the fresh scent of shampoo in his hair, Zhu Shiyi clasped his arms together, feeling completely satisfied.
Little Pan Yue, he must be completely captivated by her!
Curiosity is the spirit that propels the train, mischievous and prone to causing trouble.
I really want to see what his expression will be when he's completely captivated.
Zhu Shiyi pretended to talk to himself, muttering, "Ouch... my back hurts, let's switch sides."
The act of burying one's head in the sand gives one a sense of self-assurance.
Zhu Shiyi turned his face away with a clear conscience and lay down in a different direction.
The crowd was bustling and noisy, but Pan Yue remained silent.
Zhu Shiyi couldn't help but open one eye slightly.
Pan Yue looked down at his phone, his raven-feather-like eyelashes drooping indifferently, revealing neither his thoughts nor his emotions.
He must have kept quiet because he was afraid of disturbing her rest.
Zhu Shiyi secretly guessed and continued to probe.
She shifted her face, slowly moving closer to his hand.
Pan Yue remained silent.
Zhu Shiyi became bolder. She quietly opened her other eye, but only dared to squint it slightly.
Using her stray hairs as cover, she stared unabashedly at his profile.
In short, he's awesome!
What did Pan Yue eat to grow up?
Is that nose bridge and that jawline meant for cutting fruit?
......
His gaze seemed too intense and obvious.
Pan Yue's eyelids twitched slightly, and he tilted his head.
Zhu Shiyi closed his eyes in an instant.
My heart was pounding.
All her senses focused on the nerve in her upper eyelid for a moment; she couldn't relax, nor could she exert any effort naturally.
Zhu Shiyi felt like he had forgotten how to even close his eyes.
How could he do that?!
Suddenly you look over here...
Has this been discovered?
Or... he wanted to see her just as she wanted to see him.
The desire for knowledge reached its peak, and Zhu Shiyi was overwhelmed, but dared not look up.
Calm down, calm down.
Zhu Shiyi had used this word to comfort himself countless times.
She was squinting, so he probably couldn't tell.
Maybe it's telepathy?
That's how destined people are; they're perfectly in sync!
Zhu Shiyi comforted himself by filling in the blanks in his mind.
She focused her attention from the recovery of the nerves in her eyelids to every single cell, and only then did she regain the strength on the back of her hand.
With her face pressed against her arm like that, all the flesh on her face is squeezed into a lump, and her features will be distorted. Wouldn't that be very ugly?
Zhu Shiyi focused for a moment, then quietly raised her head without making a sound.
But she has a lot of fat on her face, won't this pose make her face look too loose?
Zhu Shiyi subtly raised his chin, allowing his jawbone to better support his facial muscles.
That way, the flesh on my face won't "droop" down, right?
......
But doesn't this ghostly appearance look too fake?
Straight men probably wouldn't be able to tell, right?
......
What if?
Zhu Shiyi sank down slightly, gently squeezing a small part of her face, her head half-lying down, half-suspended between her arms.
Squeeze the flesh on your face a little, it should look cuter, right?
Won't that expression look blank?
How about pouting?
That's so fake, so stupid, so pretentious, so silly! It's disgusting.
Why don't you smile and pretend you're having a sweet dream?
She pursed her lips slightly and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
......
Zhu Shiyi admired and plotted his own conquest, indulging in the fantasy that he was incredibly charming and could captivate Pan Yue.
The person in front of her still didn't seem to react, and it was unclear whether they were even looking at her.
Zhu Shiyi tentatively reached out towards him, not daring to make a fuss, moving only a few centimeters, barely a second.
Yet, a delicate fragrance could be clearly smelled.
It tastes sweet and sour, and a little cool.
It has a light and refreshing taste.
It's familiar—it's his scent.
Yes, it tastes like Pan Yue's.
He takes a shower after every workout.
I wonder what brand of shower gel he uses; it smells so good.
Like an iron sheet with opposite magnetic poles installed.
The scent subtly wafted towards Zhu Shiyi's nose, and he grew even more greedy, moving closer to sniff more lightly yet more deeply.
Pan Yue had a certain odor.
She couldn't describe what it tasted like.
I just felt a comfortable, unique sense of security.
Feeling a tickle in his heart, Zhu Shiyi could no longer restrain himself.
Her eyelids twitched open slightly, but she couldn't see his face, only his firm arms.
Zhu Shiyi was taken aback, then realized something was wrong.
The distance between them was so close!
What happened? Did she move that much? I didn't notice!
Zhu Shiyi secretly closed his eyes, not daring to make any more rash moves.
From this angle, so close.
The other person could see her clearly with just a glance, but she couldn't see any expression on their face.
Zhu Shiyi, you dare to act recklessly with your eyes closed! Take two more steps and you're about to crash into a giant iceberg!
It can only crawl back a few steps.
......
"It's time to call your number."
The anticipated sound suddenly arrived.
"Ah—" Zhu Shiyi used her superb acting skills to pretend to doze off, straighten up and stretch, covering her face, "Finally, it's time to eat!"
“Sit down,” Pan Yue stood up. “I’ll go get it.”
He walked straight to the food counter.
Zhu Shiyi lowered her guard, turned around, and was finally able to stare at his back without any restraint.
What Zhu Shiyi didn't know was...
In a corner she couldn't see, a figure subtly moved in her direction.
......
Despite it being the dead of winter, Pan Yue was enjoying an ice cream cone.
Zhu Shiyi felt cold in winter and had nothing to eat, but now he was craving something.
Watching others eat it looks so delicious.
Zhu Shiyi swallowed hard: "Aren't you cold?"
Pan Yue glanced at him and asked, "Want to eat?"
Zhu Shiyi stubbornly insisted, "I didn't. I won't order it. If I order now, I'll miss the second half-price offer and lose out."
Pan Yue's lips were smeared with ice cream cream. He quickly pursed his lips, then smiled and said, "I can barely manage to eat one more."
Zhu Shiyi joked, "Then you eat the first one, and I'll get the second one at half price."
"good."
Zhu Shiyi: ?
"Are you serious?" she exclaimed in surprise. "Isn't ice cream high in fat?"
"Look at the ingredients. McDonald's ice cream cones are low in fat, only 3 grams. Their main nutrient is sugar, which can serve as a quick carb boost after exercise."
Zhu Shiyi was shocked: "Are your eyes equipped with nutrient detectors?"
“Not the eyes,” Pan Yue pointed to his head, “it’s this.”
Zhu Shiyi opened her round eyes and shook her head: "Now I have one more reason to eat ice cream."
She opened the Chicken McNuggets box and tore open the sweet and sour sauce.
Pan Yue silently tore open a piece of ketchup and casually squeezed it onto the lid of the McNuggets box.
Zhu Shiyi felt sweet inside.
How did he do it so skillfully?
It made people feel really embarrassed.
Zhu Shiyi also wanted to take care of Pan Yue, so she quietly pushed the McNuggets toward him.
Zhu Shiyi dipped a McNugget in one hand and held a French fry in the other. Life is just so perfect.
How long has it been since she last went to McDonald's in order to lose weight?
She's going to eat a ton of food!
In contrast, consider Pan Yue.
His grilled burger, skinless and sauceless.
Even when eating McNuggets, he peels off the skin.
Zhu Shiyi silently withdrew her hand from the fries: "Actually, you don't need to think about saving money for me. I'll just treat you to something nice once in a while, and it won't bankrupt me."
Pan Yue said seriously, "It's not about saving you money."
Zhu Shiyi tilted his head: ?
Pan Yue remained silent and ate quietly.
Having received no results from his inquiries, Zhu Shiyi stopped worrying about it.
She swung her legs and looked out the window.
The girl's silhouette was faintly reflected on the window, blending together with his shadow into the Christmas tree under the moonlight outside the window.
"Oh, right," Zhu Shiyi coughed lightly, smiling with pursed lips, "Merry Christmas!"
Pan Yue glanced sideways, his deep, dark eyes filled with moonlight.
“Mmm,” Pan Yue smiled, “Merry Christmas.”
Zhu Shiyi smiled secretly.
She picked up the hamburger, covered her mouth, and showed her dimples filled with nectar.
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