Xiao Qian pulled the chopstick holder from the corner of the table and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "Shut up and eat."
At this time, the waiter brought over two bowls of hand-rolled noodles.
"Good afternoon, everyone. Today we have a special promotion. Couples can take photos and check in for a free meal."
Xiao Qian smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, you misunderstood, we..."
“Crack!”
Zuo Chuan took the opportunity to find an angle to secretly snap a group photo, and asked the waiter happily, "Little brother, the photo is ready, where do we check in?"
Xiao Qian: “…”
The waiter nodded slightly at her and raised his hand towards Zuo Chuan, "Please follow me."
Zuo Chuan followed him to the front desk, added each other on WeChat, sent the photos to him, and scanned the code to pay.
The waiter printed the photo, posted it on the message wall, and handed over a maca pen.
Zuo Chuan thought about it, moved the photo to a relatively empty place, and quickly wrote a line of big words.
Then step back and take a picture of the photo and words on the message board.
The waiter exclaimed, "So you've been married for a year already? I thought you were students at a medical school."
"Do I look so young?" Zuo Chuan wiped his buzz cut to look cool.
The waiter nodded repeatedly. "He looks about my age. Oh, I'm 20, a sophomore."
"You have a bright future, young man!" Zuo Chuan smiled with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder, and then sent him a red envelope on WeChat.
He walked back to the dining table happily.
Xiao Qian was eating noodles with her head buried. When she heard footsteps, she raised her eyelids and glanced at him.
"What did you write on the message board?"
Zuo Chuan held the bowl as big as his face and sipped the rich soup, smacking his lips. "As expected of my wife's careful selection, it's so delicious!"
"No wonder your brothers and sisters always say you're a bad mouth, it turns out you rely on your strength!" Xiao Qian picked up the vinegar bottle on the table and poured it into his bowl, "Eat more vinegar to disinfect it."
Zuo Chuan held his chin up and looked at her, "The vinegar my wife pours is also sweet."
Xiao Qian glared at him, then slammed the vinegar bottle onto the table, "Can you still eat properly?"
"Honey, calm down. I will eat well," Zuo Chuan picked up the chopsticks and started eating the rice.
Xiao Qian looked at him intently, "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."
"I'm used to it," Zuo Chuan said with puffed cheeks.
"When you're staking out suspects, everything from eating and drinking to defecating and urinating depends on fate."
"When you have the opportunity, you have to seize it. Otherwise, you may be in combat mode in the next second."
Xiao Qian suddenly lost her appetite and put down her chopsticks. "Aren't you on vacation now? Just eat slowly."
Zuo Chuan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Mainly because I'm afraid of making you wait for me."
Xiao Qian immediately stood up and said, "Take your time to eat. I'm leaving first."
Zuo Chuan turned his head to look at her back, puffing his cheeks and muttering, "What a heartless woman."
"I like."
Xiao Qian walked straight to the message wall and looked up at the center.
In the middle, there is a line of big characters that reads: Dear wife, happy first anniversary
Xiao Qian turned to look at Zuo Chuan, who was smiling and making a heart shape with his hands.
“…” Xiao Qian picked up the eraser to erase his message, peeled off the photo and pretended to throw it into the trash can, but actually put it secretly in her bag.
She walked out of the noodle shop and stood at the door, staring blankly at the people coming and going on the pedestrian street.
After a while, Zuo Chuan came out and stood beside her.
Xiao Qian walked into the pedestrian street, strolling leisurely.
Zuo Chuan followed beside her, tilting his head to look at her from time to time.
"What do you want to say?" Xiao Qian suddenly spoke.
"No, I just want to see you." Zuo Chuan responded frankly.
Xiao Qian turned her head and looked at him, "Why is it the first anniversary?"
Zuo Chuan's eyes flashed with surprise. He never expected her to ask that.
"It's just..." Compared to his previous direct approach, Zuo Chuan is now shy, "I've been pursuing you for a year."
"How could it take so long?" Xiao Qian turned her head to the side, avoiding his sight.
"Rounding off, it's been a year." Zuo Chuan raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, his ears flushed.
Xiao Qian snorted and laughed, "Your rounding is a bit exaggerated."
Zuo Chuan took a step forward and stood in front of her. "Doctor Fu, can you tell me the truth? How long will it take me to win your heart?"
Xiao Qian paused and stood there in silence for a moment.
Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at him, secretly clenching her hands.
"Zuo Chuan, you're a nice person. It's my problem."
Zuo Chuan felt a flash of disappointment in his heart, "Are you giving me the nice guy card now?"
Xiao Qian shook her head, "I'm not trying to be perfunctory with you."
"I've spent quite a bit of time with you over the past year, so I do have a good understanding of you."
"Xiao Qi often tells me how good you are, saying that you are a happy person, a warm-hearted man, and a perfect husband."
"I agree with this."
Zuo Chuan's dim eyes lit up and he saw hope again.
Xiao Qian continued, "But I don't like your profession."
"You are suitable to be a husband, but your profession is not suitable."
"Your job requires you to deal with criminals every day and put your family second, or even third, which makes me feel insecure."
"Besides, I really hate being stood up. Count it yourself. How many times have you stood me up in the past year?"
Zuo Chuan apologized, "I'm sorry, I..."
Xiao Qian waved her hand, "No need to apologize, you're just doing your job, what's wrong with that?"
"I have no right to ask you to change for me, because I won't change for anyone else."
Zuo Chuan stood at attention and said, "I do."
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