Xiao Wanying sat next to them and ate in small sips. She didn't understand a word they said.
That day Professor Zou said that everyone liked him very much, and it seemed to be true.
As they were talking, the steak was served. Wanying was sitting on the window side, and the waiter stretched out his hand to put the steak in front of her.
The iron clamp loosened in mid-air, "Ah."
The moment it tilted, Wang Chuwei raised his hand to catch it.
The steak on the iron plate was still sizzling with oil, and the scalding hot flesh was visible to the naked eye. Xiao Wanying was stunned. "How can you catch it with your hands? This is an iron plate, you idiot!"
Several men looked at it at the same time, what, Wang Chu is stupid?
Who is making such irresponsible remarks?
Brother Chu Wei must have his reasons for doing this! Mortals don't understand!
He didn't seem to feel any pain, and he placed the steak steadily in front of her. When he withdrew it, his fingers were burned red.
Xiao Wanying frowned and pushed his arm, "Take a shower with cold water."
"No."
What's wrong? He has such a high IQ that he doesn't even feel pain when he's burned. It makes Wanying furious.
"Hurry up."
She grabbed his wrist with her small hand, and Wang Chuwei stood up and was pulled by Wanying to the sink.
The faucet was turned on, and the cold water rushed over the wound. After a brief pain, only the cold feeling remained.
Xiao Wanying withdrew her hand and calmed down. She stood aside somewhat awkwardly.
I really scared her just now. She didn't say anything she shouldn't have said, but she didn't do anything she shouldn't have done.
She felt awkward and evasive when in front of him, and Wanying didn't understand why.
Maybe it's because I was too stupid and too attached to him when I was a kid, so I brought my love for him to the table and wanted to tell the world.
Now when she thinks back on this dark history, she wants to slap herself twice.
Wanying hung her head in a daze, subconsciously wanting to lean towards the sink.
"There's water."
Wang Chuwei stretched out his hand to block her waist. The sink was full of water and he couldn't sit on it.
"Oh, oh, oh."
After realizing what was happening, Wanying pursed her lips and stood aside obediently.
At the dinner table, Haohai looked at her and scratched his head. Yingying and Wang Chuwei were mixed in between the familiar and unfamiliar people, and the atmosphere was weird.
The two stood together in silence, listening to the sound of water splashing.
After a while, Wang Chuwei wiped his hands and said, "Let's go."
"Oh, okay."
Meng Xin was truly liberated after receiving the admission letter during the summer vacation. She moved across from Xu Ningjun's house, even though they lived across the street from each other and were so close.
Wang Chuwei and Xiao Wanying only met once during the entire holiday. When she started school, he had already returned to the base to take care of his work.
She has grown up and has her own friends. She doesn't like to go back and forth to relatives and neighbors as much anymore.
After entering the first grade of high school, Xiao Wanying was assigned to Class 5 and Xiao Haohai was assigned to Class 3.
There were evening self-study classes in high school, and she was picked up and dropped off by the driver. She didn't get home until almost nine o'clock in the evening.
His slippers were still on the shoe cabinet at the door.
Wanying pursed her lips, turned around and opened the door.
He seemed really busy, although no one knew what he was busy with.
She saw him only a few times and spoke to him even less.
He doesn't go home often, and it seems they have a base there where he can live.
The two of them bumped into each other at the elevator entrance by chance. Xiao Wanying didn't know what to say, so she simply lowered her head and pretended to play with her phone.
"Yingying, good morning."
He always called her first and greeted her.
If it is morning, it means good morning; if it is evening, it means good night.
She hummed and politely replied, "Brother Chu Wei."
When I go to Meng Xin's house for dinner, the probability of seeing him is once in ten times.
As time goes by, the young man has become more mature and silent.
Like the rain bamboo in the mountains, there is no desire in the clear black eyes.
Every time she saw him, Wanying's heart skipped a beat, as if he was about to fall down.
There was nothing left in the world that could hold him back.
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