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Shen Anxia clearly realized that Yang Zheng was treating her with great care and was earnestly working towards marriage with her, while she was delaying him.
That's not right.
She concealed her emotions, thought about what Yang Zheng had just mentioned, and then thought about how she definitely had to bring up the matter of staying with the group tomorrow. So, activities like staying overnight in Pusu and the northern suburbs were out of the question. She suggested, "Then let's go to the fruit picking garden in the southern suburbs today, and then watch a movie when we get back tonight?"
Yang Zheng agreed without hesitation: "Okay."
After a busy day of picking, Shen Anxia felt completely exhausted when she returned in the afternoon. She leaned back on the sofa and said with difficulty, "How about we don't go to the movies? I really don't have any energy left."
"If you're sleepy, why don't you take a nap?" In Yang Zheng's eyes, Shen Anxia softened into a delicate flower.
"I slept for so long in the car, so I'm not sleepy now, and I still have mental energy, but I'm exhausted," Shen Anxia said weakly.
Before Yang Zheng could speak, Shen Anxia's phone rang.
Shen Anxia answered the phone: "Mom?"
Zhao Ping's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaxia, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Remember to eat zongzi and give yourself a sense of ritual."
"knew."
Zhao Ping paused, then asked hesitantly, "Did Yang Zheng come to see you?"
"Here you are, right beside me."
Zhao Ping seemed unsure of what to say. After a moment of silence, he instructed Shen Anxia: "Xiaxia, you two should communicate well about your matter. Life is long, so think it through before making a decision. Some people, once missed, are missed forever. Actually, your mother and father really like him. Think it through before making a decision, because once you decide, there will be no chance to regret it."
Shen Anxia gave a muffled "hmm".
"Then you two stay here, we won't bother you anymore." Zhao Ping wanted to give them some time.
"Um."
Seeing Shen Anxia put down her phone, Yang Zheng asked, "Did Aunt Zhao know I was here?"
"Yes, I told Mom before that you were coming for the Dragon Boat Festival."
Yang Zheng thought for a moment and asked, "Did Aunt Zhao and Uncle Shen ever think about skinning me alive?"
"Skin you up? Your skin is so thick, they can't peel it off." Shen Anxia joked.
"You're actually joking with me? Don't you care about the image you've been maintaining?" Yang Zheng felt that the distance between the two of them had really narrowed a lot in the past two days.
Shen Anxia belatedly realized that she had been too relaxed at the moment, and corrected her attitude: "What I mean is, of course not, they like you very much."
Yang Zheng leaned closer to Shen Anxia and asked softly, "And what about you?"
Shen Anxia looked into Yang Zheng's eyes, which suddenly loomed large before her. She could even see his long eyelashes clearly. Suddenly forgetting that she was exhausted and didn't want to move, Shen Anxia reflexively tried to sit up straight. However, in her excitement, she pushed too hard, and the next second, with a "thud," her forehead slammed into Yang Zheng's forehead.
"ah……"
"ah--"
Both of them touched their foreheads at the same time. Ouch! The force of the impact had practically made their skulls soft. Yang Zheng chuckled softly, one hand covering his forehead, while the other touched Chen Anxia's forehead: "Such a strong reaction?"
Shen Anxia was speechless, but when she thought about the question Yang Zheng had just asked and how close they had been, she realized she couldn't stay on the sofa any longer. She stammered and tried to find an excuse to leave: "Um... um... I'm going to the bathroom first. I'm all sweaty. We'll discuss what to eat for dinner later."
As she spoke, she slipped past Yang Zheng's grasp.
"Aren't you tired?" Yang Zheng's uncontrollable laughter rang out behind her.
"I suddenly feel full of energy." Shen Anxia said this and slammed the bedroom door shut.
Yang Zheng gradually stopped laughing, his eyes filled with endless helplessness. After a long while, he sighed deeply: "What are you afraid of?"
Shen Anxia spent nearly an hour taking a shower. By the time she dried her hair and finished skincare, it was almost five o'clock. She felt that she couldn't keep avoiding Yang Zheng, so she dawdled and decided to go to the living room to ask Yang Zheng what he wanted to eat for dinner. However, she found Yang Zheng in the kitchen.
"What are we doing?" Yang Zheng put both gas stoves and an induction cooker into use.
"Let's cook something ourselves tonight!" Yang Zheng said while stir-frying the meat.
Shen Anxia looked at the many washed and chopped vegetables on the kitchen counter and asked incredulously, "Did you buy these vegetables?"
"Yes, they have them in the supermarket downstairs," Yang Zheng replied to Shen Anxia when he had a moment.
"I didn't hear you leave." Shen Anxia had locked herself in her room for two hours, sometimes drying her hair, sometimes giving herself a facial massage, and sometimes applying facial oil. She thought he was resting in the living room.
Yang Zheng turned back and smiled at her: "You're not angry that I took your key without permission?"
"How can we get in if I don't bring it?" Shen Anxia didn't care much, only looking at the huge pile of cooked and uncooked ingredients and wondering, "Can the two of us eat all this?"
"It's okay if you can't finish it all, I want you to try it all," Yang Zheng said as he poured the blanched garlic shoots into the pot.
"Should we fry these tomatoes with eggs?" Shen Anxia asked, noticing that Yang Zheng had already chopped up the tomatoes.
"I'll make some soup in a bit."
Shen Anxia asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"
Yang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a good movie for us! We can watch it while we eat."
"Okay, what kind of movie would you like to watch?"
"I'm fine with either."
Shen Anxia decided to find a funny movie to watch. While she was looking for a movie, Yang Zheng had already prepared four dishes and a soup, and also brought out two cups of hot milk.
He set out the chopsticks for Shen Anxia, then looked up at her, who had already found the movie: "Anxia, come here."
Shen Anxia looked at the dishes on the small coffee table and exclaimed in surprise, "So lavish? Is this tomato and shrimp paste vermicelli casserole? Steamed sea bass, stir-fried garlic shoots, cumin lamb, what is this?"
"Spicy chicken cubes." Yang Zheng's words accompanied the background music from the movie's opening sequence.
"You can actually cook! I thought we'd be having something like tomato and egg drop soup tonight, but you have chicken, fish, shrimp, and lamb. You're amazing!"
“After all, I own a restaurant,” Yang Zheng said, looking at Shen Anxia’s genuine opinion, and tilted his head slightly: “Try it.”
Shen Anxia nodded emphatically, picked up a piece of spicy chicken and tasted it. Her eyes immediately lit up: "So delicious!"
This was the first time Yang Zheng had seen Shen Anxia with such a girlish expression. He was first surprised, then delighted, and then couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Shen Anxia took another bite of the cumin lamb. Hmm, it was delicious too.
"So you can be this happy when you eat delicious food." Yang Zheng seemed to have discovered a little secret about Shen Anxia.
"It's not about eating delicious food," Shen Anxia corrected.
I'm happy when you cook for me, not because of the food itself.
"Huh? Didn't you enjoy some delicious food? You seem to be having a great time!" This girl was so adorable that he couldn't help but laugh.
Shen Anxia didn't explain. She picked up the milk and took a sip. She suddenly realized that since their second meeting, Yang Zheng had always prepared hot milk for her. It was fine once or twice, but apart from the drinks at the bar yesterday, he would bring her hot milk every time they met.
She loves drinking hot milk, but how did he know?
She really wanted to ask him, but she was afraid he might say something that would make the atmosphere ambiguous.
She glanced at Yang Zheng, who was also looking at her. Caught in the act, Shen Anxia gave him an embarrassed smile and turned back to watch the movie.
After eating a little of everything, Shen Anxia put down her chopsticks.
Are you full?
"Okay, eat more." Shen Anxia found a comfortable position to curl up on the sofa and watch a movie. To her left was Yang Zheng leaning forward slightly. From this angle, Yang Zheng should not be able to see that she was looking at him.
After a while, Yang Zheng was almost full, and the two of them started carrying plates to the kitchen.
“You cook, I’ll clean up the kitchen.” Shen Anxia was very fair.
"I've already cleaned up. A good chef can clean the kitchen while cooking." Yang Zheng was the first to enter the kitchen.
Shen Anxia carried the plate and followed Yang Zheng into the kitchen. After putting down the plate and looking around, she smiled and said, "It's really clean!"
Yang Zheng turned Shen Anxia around by pressing her shoulder and pushed her out of the kitchen step by step: "So there are only two cups and two pairs of chopsticks left. Wait two minutes and I'll come over to watch the movie with you."
Feeling embarrassed, Shen Anxia leaned against the door frame after Yang Zheng returned to the kitchen, watching the man, who was about 1.85 meters tall, bend over to wash cups in her kitchen.
The more I got to know him, the more I realized that he was a really good person.
While Shen Anxia was pondering this question, Yang Zheng had already finished washing the dishes. He turned around and saw Shen Anxia standing at the door, and asked, puzzled, "What kind of look is that? Are you worried about me?"
Shen Anxia lowered her eyes and then raised them again, her emotions already concealed. She retorted, "I didn't realize it before, but I've discovered in the last two days that you're extremely self-absorbed."
Yang Zheng laughed and walked into the living room.
As he passed by Shen Anxia, he reached out and grabbed her fair wrist, leading her into the living room.
The moment Yang Zheng pulled her, Shen Anxia instinctively wanted to pull his hand back, and she was startled by this thought.
Back on the sofa, Yang Zheng let go of her, and the two sat back down in their previous seats to continue watching the movie.
The movie-watching process was quite heartwarming. The two of them would occasionally discuss the plot. As soon as the movie ended, Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng unfold the sofa so that he could rest early.
After washing up, Yang Zheng also went to sleep, and the two of them slept quite well that night.
The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival. While Shen Anxia was stretching, Yang Zheng went out to buy breakfast and several kinds of zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). The two of them had a simple meal.
After finishing his meal, Yang Zheng asked Shen Anxia about the arrangements.
"Yang Zheng, I have something I want to say to you." Shen Anxia tried her best to keep her tone normal.
"Hmm?" Yang Zheng sat down next to her.
“On Friday, the day before you arrived, I received a notice to stay with the group.”
Yang Zheng was taken aback, his heart skipped a beat: "Why did it take you so long to tell me?"
Shen Anxia did not answer Yang Zheng's question, but continued, "I don't want you to come from a different city only to hear the news of our separation."
"Why is it news of a breakup?" Yang Zheng's eyes were as deep as the night.
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