Sheng Yuan looked at Shi Yan, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes froze for a moment, as if she was a little surprised and shocked by Shi Yan's words.

Her mind went blank for a few seconds.

I always feel like I should say something in this atmosphere: "You..."

However, before Shi Yan spoke, he did not let Sheng Yuan say anything in response.

"So what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

The boy's face was cold and calm, his dark eyes were honest, as if he was simply explaining to Sheng Yuan why he didn't have to work part-time on weekends, and that he would still be free tomorrow and could continue to cook for her.

That's all.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Sheng Yuan turned her head away inexplicably and didn't look at him.

"Okay, then tell me when you've made up your mind."

Shi Yan walked to the lockers at home, opened one of them, took out a single key strung with a silver ring, and handed it to Sheng Yuan: "This is the key to my house. You can open the door and come in directly from now on."

after?

Sheng Yuan looked at the key: "I don't think I ever said I would come every weekend from now on."

Holding the key won't help much.

Shi Yan didn't take his hand back, his eyelashes drooped, and he whispered: "You will come tomorrow and you can use the key."

Finally, Sheng Yuan took the key.

* Sheng Yuan “broke his promise”.

Since that weekend, she really started to go from Xiangyang District to Chaohe District to eat at Shi Yan's house every week.

The reason is simple—Shi Yan’s cooking is delicious.

No matter whether it was a dish that Sheng Yuan mentioned casually or unintentionally, even though Shi Yan was making it for the first time, the dish he made always seemed to suit Sheng Yuan's taste.

Once, twice, three times.

Every Friday, Sheng Yuan didn't even need to ask, the driver knew where Miss Yu Xin was going, and Shi Yan had become accustomed to looking for Sheng Yuan at the school gate as soon as possible.

This day.

It's Saturday.

Sheng Yuan prepared to leave after dinner as usual.

Sheng Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

…

The days are long in summer, and it is still bright outside near seven o'clock.

Most of the people living in this community are retired elderly people. At this time, which is usually after dinner, the small square downstairs becomes particularly lively.

Grandpas playing chess, and aunties wearing flowery skirts playing music on speakers and dancing in the square.

There are also many people walking and enjoying the cool air on the trails.

Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan are among them.

The two of them walked slowly side by side, no one spoke, but there was a different kind of comfort.

The wind was cool, and the low chirping of summer insects could be heard in my ears.

As Sheng Yuan was walking, she saw the square tiles used for paving the ground. She seemed to be suddenly interested and started playing hopscotch, jumping over them on one foot and then with both feet together.

Shi Yan, who was standing beside her, had one hand in his pocket. Seeing this, he slowed down his pace to match the girl's rhythm.

As the sky gradually darkened, the street lights in the community lit up uniformly.

Two figures were cast on the path.

One is tall, the other is slender.

The tall boy walked very quietly, jumping and skipping along with the slender one, and the long hair behind the shadow owner's shoulders also rose and fell gracefully.

Suddenly.

Sheng Yuan stepped on a loose stone and lost his balance for a moment.

Shi Yan frowned, quickly grasped Sheng Yuan's wrist and supported her, "Are you okay?"

Sheng Yuan was about to answer when—

"Sheng Yuan."

A slightly cold young male voice sounded. (End of this chapter)