Pei Zhiyu picked up a coin and pressed it into the filling. She looked up at Qin Hezhou, her eyes sparkling with infinite anticipation, "I'll put this one among so many dumplings. Whoever eats it will be very lucky for the next year."
Hearing this, Qin Hezhou stopped what he was doing and hesitated, "If..."
"Um?"
"If I can eat it, can you grant me a wish?"
Once this question was raised, it fell into oblivion.
Time passed minute by minute, and Pei Zhiyu remained silent.
Qin Hezhou became anxious.
How can I not hear it when we are so close?
"Why don't you answer?" he asked.
Pei Zhiyu didn't even raise his head, but just uttered a single syllable to express his doubt.
Looking at her neat and nimble movements, she wraps dumplings one after another, not much different from the assembly line machines in a factory, with high output and efficiency.
There is no fault to be found except that he ignores people.
...a little annoyed.
He threw the dumpling wrappers onto the sticky board, accurately picked up the one holding the coin from the wrapped dumplings, and placed it in front of Pei Zhiyu.
Then he repeated, "If I eat it, you must grant me a wish."
This time he changed it to an affirmative sentence and didn't intend to give her a chance to refuse.
Finally, Pei Zhiyu raised his head and looked at him, appearing to be thinking.
But when Qin Hezhou thought she was about to respond, she suddenly lowered her head, took the masterpieces Qin Hezhou had made on the sticky board, and started to find fault: "What are these things you made?! Who makes dumplings that are round? These are glutinous rice balls, right?"
"And this... Don't take this. It will definitely get rotten if you put it in the pot later. You should rewrap it, otherwise you won't be able to eat much tonight."
Her sudden change of attitude, like her mouth chattering like a machine gun, was very puzzling.
Qin Hezhou put down the dumpling wrapper and said seriously, "You are avoiding my question."
"..." Like a lying child caught by her parents, she lowered her head in embarrassment, subconsciously avoiding Qin Hezhou's burning gaze.
"Why?"
Pei Zhiyu pursed his lips, pinched the dumpling wrapper, and muttered, "You don't want to hear it."
hiss--
Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.
A bad guess gradually emerged in his mind.
Qin Hezhou said unhappily, "Don't say it has anything to do with your ex."
Her reaction was obviously in the affirmative, that is, it was related to Fu Yan, so she said he wouldn't want to hear it.
Even though I knew that Pei Zhiyu had no feelings for that guy anymore, there would be no possibility.
But whenever he thought about the fact that they were once lovers and that Pei Zhiyu had been with such a piece of trash for many years... Qin Hezhou felt furious.
Jealousy is certain, but it also contains great anger.
If Fu Yan knew how to cherish and treat Pei Zhiyu well, it would be fine, but he did so many immoral things.
Cheating with Pei Yuanyuan was only the final fuse. Qin Hezhou sent people to investigate more than just this one thing. He did not tell Pei Zhiyu about these because he felt there was no need to worry her anymore.
It’s better to just forget it and never remember it.
So, he patted the flour off his hands, put his hands on Pei Zhiyu's shoulders, and turned him around to look at him.
"?" Pei Zhiyu was confused and surprised.
Qin Hezhou said seriously, "He asked this question too, didn't he?"
She felt a little awkward, and it took her a long time before she nodded in agreement.
Actually, I really don’t want to mention Fu Yan again, but at that moment, that picture popped up in my mind.
And then I couldn't get rid of it.
That was the first time the two of them celebrated Chinese New Year together after she agreed to Fu Yan's confession.
However, the two of them were not making dumplings together. Instead, when she was alone in the dormitory, Fu Yan, who had returned to his hometown for the New Year, suddenly appeared downstairs.
In her arms, she held a thermos box filled with steaming dumplings. The warmth of family she had longed for since childhood was indeed briefly satisfied in that moment.
The two of them sat on a bench downstairs eating dumplings. Pei Zhiyu casually mentioned the custom of wrapping coins and Fu Yan said that his family also had it.
And it's in this box of dumplings.
Then he asked the question.
"So he ate it?" Qin Hezhou interrupted.
Pei Zhiyu shook his head. "No, there wasn't any left after we finished the whole box of dumplings. I finally found out that his mother didn't put any coins in the box this year because she said it would hurt her teeth."
"Heh, he deserves it." Qin Hezhou tried hard to suppress his displeasure and jealousy, but his words still came out sour. "It only means that he's unlucky. It's destined that he won't get it."
"You're not angry?"
He said proudly: "Not everyone is worthy of making me angry."
Hearing what he said, the smell of jealousy spread ten miles away, but he was not too angry, and she finally felt relieved.
But Qin Hezhou was silent for a while, and it was unclear whether he was just in a daze or thinking about something else.
I vaguely felt that he was planning something.
When the dumpling-making process was coming to an end and she was about to boil water, she heard Qin Hezhou suddenly ask the same question again.
Pei Zhiyu unscrewed the lid of the bucket, a smile evident on his lips, and said with a hint of helplessness: "You have to tell me what your wish is first."
"I haven't thought about it yet..." he replied.
He had just mentioned it casually, but when he was suddenly asked to state his specific wish, he really couldn't think of one at the moment.
But Pei Zhiyu didn't let go, "You haven't even thought about how I'm going to agree."
As she boiled the water, she continued, as if talking to herself, "What if you have some strange wish or want to do something strange, and I don't agree, and you use this to threaten me?"
"What's so strange?" Qin Hezhou was stunned.
His brain was working rapidly when he saw Pei Zhiyu's earlobe had started to turn red without him noticing.
He understood.
Then, he said even more shockedly: "Is your head full of pornographic garbage? Why do you have such perverted thoughts? I'm not that impatient, okay."
"Yellow waste? Me?!" Pei Zhiyu felt deeply offended. He rolled up his sleeves as if he was going to fight, and his true nature as a little firecracker began to show.
"You said it so seriously. I don't know who was so impatient to kiss me just now. I almost suffocated myself." She pointed at her still swollen lips and said, "Look at it. It's even more terrible than swallowing ten pounds of chili peppers raw. I can't even face people if I go out."
“…”
"Feeling guilty?"
“…” Indeed, there is a point.
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