He opened his mouth and took a bite.
The movements were graceful.
The first bite is soft and chewy on the glutinous rice skin, followed by a sweet but not cloying molten filling that melts in your mouth.
Ji Lü was somewhat surprised.
He doesn't like pastries because they're too sweet.
But this pastry has just the right amount of sweetness.
"How is it? Delicious, right?" Seeing Ji Lü's surprised expression, Xiang Xinyang squinted and smiled, revealing her white teeth.
"Yes," Ji Lü replied softly.
"You see, you'll never know it's actually sweet but not cloying, the sweetness is just right, unless you try it yourself," Xiang Xinyang replied.
If you don't make peace with yourself and move on from painful and sad memories, you'll never know that there are many wonderful things waiting for you outside.
Ji Lu lowered his head, his wispy bangs covering his eyes.
He understood what Xiang Xinyang meant by those words.
Mr. and Mrs. Ji were not fools; this was their own child, so how could they not see the strangeness in him at this moment?
"If anything happens, you can tell me. Although... I may not be able to help you much, I can at least offer some words of comfort." Father Ji awkwardly expressed his thoughts, then glanced away shyly.
His relationship with Ji Lü only improved after Ji Fei's death.
The so-called easing of tensions simply means exchanging a few words when we meet, unlike before when we would argue as soon as we met.
Their relationship wasn't exactly good; they could only manage to communicate to some extent.
He was quite surprised when Ji Lü suddenly appeared in front of him and said with a serious expression that he wanted to join Xingying.
At the same time, he didn't think Ji Lü could do it well, believing that he would only work sporadically and would give up after a few days.
However, it was beyond his expectations.
Ji Lü persevered.
It was only then that he changed his impression of Ji Lü and began to re-evaluate him.
It was from that time that he began to see some resemblance between Ji Lü and his younger self.
Stubborn, headstrong, once they've made up their mind, nothing can change it.
Aren't these all reflections of his younger self?
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