I don't just want to dream about you

Since the end of this climbing trip.Meng Yihuan's attitude towards Shen Qinghan began to change.

From the very beginning, Shen Qinghan was worried about catching a cold.When it was time for dinner at night, Meng Yihuan showed a loving light from time to time while serving dishes.

Shen Qinghan felt that he was very useful.Although Yi Huan didn't look at him like he was looking at someone he liked, but he also felt that he was treated differently.

So Shen Qinghan, who was eating boiled fish fillets, was in a particularly good mood.The place where she and Meng Yihuan met for dinner was a well-known local pickled fish restaurant.

This pickled fish restaurant has since moved away.But now this sauerkraut fish restaurant is still open.Ever since this pickled fish restaurant moved away, Meng Yihuan has always missed this taste.

So in the dream, knowing that the store is not closed yet.Meng Yihuan made a decision without even thinking about it, and will settle dinner here tonight.

Because it's the weekend.The sauerkraut and fish restaurant is doing a good job, Shen Qinghan and Meng Yihuan came here after four o'clock in the afternoon, and the restaurant is already almost full.

Meng Yihuan and Shen Qinghan came at a particularly good time, there was still a big table and a small table left.No queuing is required.

"Can senior sister accept the taste of rattan pepper?"

"Can"

It was the first time for Shen Qinghan to go out to eat out.I usually stay in the old house, there is a specially invited nanny at home, and there are also special chefs for meals. I seldom have such an opportunity to go out to eat.

She looked at Meng Yihuan who was sitting opposite her, holding a menu to choose dishes, and smiled unconsciously.

The environment of this sauerkraut fish restaurant can't keep up because there are too many people coming.Although the table was not greasy, it was not wiped clean.

The clothes Shen Qinghan wore were all custom-made.The price is ridiculously high.

She sat obediently, without showing any disgust in her eyes.There was only curiosity in his eyes.

"Then senior sister, let's eat pickled fish with rattan pepper, what do you think?" Meng Yihuan asked Shen Qinghan for his opinion.

Meng Yihuan had already thought about the dishes for today.Order a fish with pickled cabbage, then order a single order of tofu and bean sprouts, and then order a roast chicken.

Two dishes were enough for the two of them, if it wasn't for Meng Yihuan's craving for their roast chicken, one dish would have been enough.

"it is good"

The food in this restaurant is famous for its large quantity and good price.So when a large bowl of pickled fish was served, Shen Qinghan was indeed shocked by the weight.

And what came up at the end was a large plate of chopped roast chicken.The color, fragrance and taste of the dishes were all good, Shen Qinghan swallowed, looked at Meng Yihuan cautiously, and asked very euphemistically, "Are the two of us eating?"

This portion is not polite to say that it is no problem to invite four people to eat.

"That's right." Meng Yihuan's greedy haha ​​was about to flow down, wishing to stuff meat and rice into his mouth quickly.

Also, it may be because I have a small appetite and doubt the amount of food.Shen Qinghan didn't think much about this aspect, picked up a chopstick and started to eat the fish.

The fish fillets are very thin, and you don't feel much when you pick them up, but it's different the moment you enter your mouth. Before you start chewing, the fish fillets will break down by themselves.

The soup has the fragrance of rattan pepper and the hot and sour taste of sauerkraut. After one bite, there will be a feeling of instant brain clarity.

Shen Qinghan was amazed by the taste, before he had time to be amazed by the taste of the fish, there was an extra chicken leg in the bowl.

It was Meng Yihuan.

Shen Qinghan smiled at Meng Yihuan, like the brightest flower blooming in spring.

Meng Yihuan looked away in embarrassment, what's wrong with this man!Why do you look so good-looking when you smile at yourself? I have already made up my mind to be her fan, but when I smile like that, I immediately want to change my mind and like her again.

"Yihuan" Shen Qinghan eats very politely, her family education has always been strict, she eats as if she is savoring the best food.

"Ok?"

I saw Shen Qinghan wiped her mouth, her little white face turned pink due to the temperature in the room, she put down her chopsticks, and asked very seriously, "Are you seriously saying that you want me to express my liking?" Did it come out?"

Meng Yihuan thought Shen Qinghan was going to ask some serious question.The result is to ask this.

"En." Meng Yihuan nodded without thinking too much.Although she said that she was single for many years, she couldn't bear the fact that she read too many novels. After her many years of experience in reading novels, if she was awkward and didn't say what she liked, she would easily be abused in the stories.

Although fiction and real life are different.But many novels originate from real life, and liking someone is not a shameful thing, just say it if you like it.

What is the worst possible situation, the big deal is that we will never communicate with each other until death.

Meng Yihuan thinks very openly, she cannot accept that the person she likes will never know her feelings.Missing in this sense is the most uncomfortable.

Shen Qinghan rubbed the pads of her thumb and middle finger, thinking about her words in her brain, blushing and saying, "I see."

Since that day, Meng Yihuan could clearly feel that Shen Qinghan's attitude towards her seemed to be getting different.

He actually played some kind of possessive desire.Don't allow yourself to chat with others while talking to her.

So female high school students are so interesting?

Meng Yihuan thought it was quite interesting.

"Hello? Come back to your senses." Chen Hao shook Meng Yihuan's eyes several times with his hand. "It's broad daylight, you're dreaming."

Only then did Meng Yihuan come to his senses.I don't know what's going on with Chen Hao, a college bully. His Chinese scores are declining day by day, and the worried teacher has lost several hairs.

It just so happened that Meng Yihuan's Chinese performance was gradually improving.So the Chinese teacher proposed to ask Meng Yihuan to teach Chen Hao.

"I'm annoying you to death." Meng Yihuan glared at Chen Hao unhappily, this man has no eyesight at all, can't he see that he is thinking about something?

"Where can't you? Show me." Meng Yihuan stretched out his hand and asked Chen Hao for the test paper.

Chen Hao also felt that he seemed to have offended Meng Yihuan, so he obediently shut up and handed out the test paper.

Most of Chen Hao's mistakes were in reading comprehension.But the composition often gets high marks.

Meng Yihuan has ridiculed Chen Hao many times in private, it must be because he is too straight, that's why he can't get a few points in reading comprehension.

"Isn't this question very simple? It's just for you to speculate on the author's mood."

"I'm not him, how do I know what he's thinking?"

Meng Yihuan felt that what Chen Hao said was quite right.When she was thinking about Chinese reading questions, she also thought about such problems.

When the author wrote this article, did he really think about giving soul and emotion to these few sentences?

Or is the reader too blindly confident to interpret this sentence in depth.

"Even if you are not an author, as a reader, you should have your own ideas, right?"

Chen Hao snorted disdainfully, "I don't have any ideas. This kind of daily narrative has no meaning at all."

Meng Yihuan is best at narrative writing.Hearing what Chen Hao said, he immediately became unhappy, and his expression began to twist.

ah!How could a boy with such a bad personality be the future provincial champion!

This is too unfair!No empathy at all!

"Look at this paragraph!" Meng Yihuan pointed to the paragraph in the middle of the test paper, "The author used so many environments to describe Qingming here, it must be to pave the way for his depression!"

"Really?" Chen Hao glanced at it, "I thought he was trying to figure out the number of words, moaning for nothing."

"Apologize to the author!" Meng Yihuan patted the table.

Chen Hao was still a little unconvinced, he could put a pot of soy sauce on his lips, and said without emotion, "I really didn't expect so much meaning here"

Meng Yihuan felt that he should thank him for working part-time for several years when he was in college.It's all about tutoring homework for elementary school students.She developed a lot of patience, otherwise she would have thrown Chen Hao down from the fourth floor long ago.

"I'm afraid you don't have any empathy?" Meng Yihuan muttered.

Meng Yihuan just complained casually, but unexpectedly Chen Hao fell silent.

Under such a weird atmosphere, Chen Hao suddenly said, "You're right, I really don't have empathy. I also can't understand why it's so sad on Tomb-sweeping Day, because I never feel sad."

Could it be that he accidentally poked Chen Hao's sore spot?Meng Yihuan stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry?"

"It's okay." Chen Hao calmed down his emotions in an instant, and returned to his usual arrogant appearance.

"If it's you, you can ask anything you want." Chen Hao thought for a while, then added with a blushing face, "I don't hate you."

Meng Yihuan put a question mark in his heart.Is it because Chen Hao always holds his head up high at ordinary times because he has no feelings for his classmates at all?

Fortunately, she always thought it was the pride of the top student.

"Hmm..." Meng Yihuan felt that he should ask some questions, otherwise he would be sorry for what Chen Hao just said.

"Then will you go to visit the tomb on Ching Ming Festival? Did no one close to you die?"

"I will go to the grave." Chen Hao said, as if he remembered something, his handsome face showed a disgusted expression, "I don't have any special relatives."

Meng Yihuan felt that Chen Hao must have some story behind this, but he didn't know whether he should ask.After deliberating for a while, Meng Yihuan decided to ask, "Do you not like the clear weather?"

In the city where Meng Yihuan and the others live, it often rains during the Ching Ming Festival.The road is muddy, and one may fall if one is not paying attention.

"No." Chen Hao paused, took a deep look at Meng Yihuan, and then said as if mustering up his courage, "It's just that I don't like my grandparents."

Chen Hao's grandparents passed away a few years ago.When they were alive, their attitude towards Chen Hao was not particularly good, and Chen Hao's parents had been doing business abroad, so Chen Hao, who lived under his grandparents, became more and more distorted.

So after his grandparents passed away, he was relieved instead.