You, teach me how to do things?

Xia Yuanling was ill, and Xu Xiu also heard some rumors.

He also wanted to see Xia Yuanling, but he was afraid that it would irritate him.

Xu Xiu sat in Luo Cheng's car and called Xia Yuanling.

Unexpectedly, no one answered the phone.

He put down his phone and looked at Luo Cheng disappointedly.

During this period of time, the two of them could meet two or three times a week. Luo Cheng regarded him as a friend, and Xu Xiu would occasionally tell him about his work.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Luo Cheng could also feel that Xu Xiu seemed to be a bit, too easily inferior.

Because I always feel that I am inferior to others, I want to spend more time and energy to please others.

Luo Cheng also experienced this kind of period. When he dropped out of high school and came to the big city to learn how to cook with the master chef, he was the first one to come and the last one to leave every day.

Xu Xiu's present is not much different from his time at that time.

If Xia Yuanling didn't answer his call, he would subconsciously feel whether he had done something or said something to offend Mr. Shang and Xiao Xia.And I wonder if it's inappropriate for me to call at this time.

"Xiao Xia may have something, don't think too much about it."

Xu Xiu didn't expect Luo Cheng to give him an idea, so he nodded in a daze.

There was another silence between the two, only the rabbit in the cage biting the cabbage happily.

"Do you drink milk tea?" Luo Cheng found a topic, "Shang Chuan said that his Xiaoxia likes to drink milk tea."

"No, I don't eat sweets."

"Do you want to eat biscuits?"

"No, you have to control your diet to be on camera."

"Then you drink some water?"

When Xu Xiu was told by him, his mood immediately improved, and he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that his mood improved, Luo Cheng continued to talk about his experience raising rabbits. He didn't know what to talk about with Xu Xiu, but he always hoped to spend more time with Xu Xiu.

When Xu Xiu left at night, Luo Cheng called Shang Chuan.

"Mr. Shang, how is Xia Yuanling doing? During the day, Xu Xiu called him to come and see him, but the call didn't seem to go through?"

Shang Chuan raised his eyebrows, and snatched the phone from Xia Yuanling's hand.

This kid played games all afternoon, her phone was almost turned into a hand warmer, so of course she didn't notice Xu Xiu's call.

"Xiaoxia played games all afternoon and didn't see the phone call. You should tell him and stop coming to see him. He is not very stable now." Are you so concerned about Xu Xiu's affairs?"

Luo Cheng scratched his head, he didn't know how to explain.

"I want to chase after Xu Xiu."

Luo Cheng threw this sentence over without thinking, but Shang Chuan couldn't understand it, and it was hard to keep asking.The two chatted casually, Xia Yuanling clamored for Shang Chuan to accompany him, Shang Chuan had no choice but to hastily hang up the phone.

Xia Yuanling entangled Shang Chuan and took the initiative to kiss him on the shoulder.

Shang Chuan said to himself: "Luo Cheng told me that he wanted to pursue Xu Xiu, did he fall in love with your junior?"

WTF?

Love for a long time?

Xia Yuanling froze in place.

His current head may not be able to fully digest this sentence.

However, he clearly realized that he didn't like cp.

Shang Chuan didn't comment on Luo Cheng's thoughts, he was just thinking about what to have for dinner.

Some time ago, Shang Chuan was too busy, because his father's funeral and Xia Yuanling's illness caused him to be overwhelmed by the piled work, so he ignored the Valentine's Day a few days ago.

If Xia Yuanling is stupid, don't expect him to remember.

Shang Chuan felt very guilty. After all, this was the first Valentine's Day they spent together, which was very meaningful.

In addition, when communicating with the doctor before, the doctor said that if Xia Yuanling wants to recover, he needs to re-establish his identity. One of the ways is to go back to memory.Using memories to construct his identity as "Xia Yuanling", not "Shu Yan".

Shang Chuan remembered the French restaurant where he and Xia Yuanling had their first date. Although it was not a good experience, it was the beginning of him treating Xia Yuanling as a friend and a person he could look up to.

After all, before that, in Shang Chuan's eyes, he was just a little brat playing around.

This restaurant requires reservations, which is too harsh for people on a whim, but fortunately, it is a weekday night, and the Valentine's Day peak has just passed, so there are not many people going to eat, so Shang Chuan picked up a loophole.

It's just that the menu is hard to restore that day.

The clothes that Xia Yuanling was wearing that day had already been thrown in the hotel of the crew of "Drawing Demons", so Shang Chuan had to find him his own clothes.Most of his clothes were very formal, so he found a shirt and put it on Xia Yuanling's body, but it felt nondescript.

There were only the two of them in the restaurant, and the lighting, location, and river view were all the same.

It's just that the young man in front of him has lost his arrogant and flamboyant smile.

"You try the smoked salmon here."

He rolled up the salmon fillet with a fork and brought it to Xia Yuanling. He intended to put it on his dinner plate, but Xia Yuanling lowered his head and bit his fork.

The pink tip of the tongue swirled on the stainless steel fork, and finally took the whole salmon fillet away.

His movements were so charming that Shang Chuan couldn't help swallowing.

"Is it tasty?"

Xia Yuanling shook his head.

His brain is broken, but his sense of taste is not bad.He still disliked the taste of this French meal, but he had an experience before, and he began to look forward to the dessert after the meal.

Shang Chuan was rather happy, this is what his Xia Yuanling should have done.

He tried hard to control his facial expression, forked a tomato and put it in his mouth, then pursed his lips to suppress a smile.

"Will I take you to buy chicken chops later?"

"Ah."

Xia Yuanling regretted it a little after agreeing, and added: "I still want to eat octopus balls."

"No, just choose one."

"That octopus ball."

That's more or less.

Shang Chuan looked at Xia Yuanling frowning, and cut open a piece of silver cod in disgust.

"Don't like it?"

"It's so fishy, ​​I want to eat grilled fish."

"Then don't eat it, just throw it away."

Hearing Shang Chuan's words, Xia Yuanling put the knife and fork away, tapped the table with his fingers, looking forward to his own dessert, and the octopus balls that Mr. Shang promised himself.

The waiter in the lobby looked at the two of them.

Xia Yuanling's most famous work now is "Detective Jiang Tianren 3", but in reality, his appearance is too different from Su Shenyan's, and coupled with the dead lighting of the French restaurant, it is impossible to see his face clearly .

Naturally, the waiter didn't recognize them either, and only regarded them as ordinary couples who came to dine.

"Are these two people here to disrupt the stage? That short guy has been arguing about eating octopus balls? Are you crazy?"

"Maybe a nouveau riche and a young lover who don't understand art."

"I feel so too."

Shang Chuan, who was crowned as a nouveau riche, looked at his little lover and pushed his cake in front of Xia Yuanling.

Xia Yuanling didn't care about the etiquette of western food, and directly put the cake into his mouth with a fork.

Maybe the cake is very sweet, otherwise how could he smile so sweetly.

After all, the waiter didn't hold back, and reminded: "Well, our desserts have special spoons and forks."

Xia Yuanling poked the dessert with the fork of the dinner, which was against table manners.

Hearing what the waiter said, Xia Yuanling's hand stopped for a moment, as if realizing his mistake, he wanted to put down the fork in his hand.

"You can eat whatever you want," Shang Chuan comforted Xia Yuanling.

He just liked Xia Yuanling's messy eating appearance.

Not Su Shenyan, not Shu Yan.

It was his Xia Yuanling.

It's just that he was so lucky that it didn't take long before he saw Xia Yuanling dipping a fork in strawberry jam, and randomly sketched a red rose on the white porcelain plate.

He painted so skillfully, and so close to the style of the painter who died young.

"What are you drawing?"

Xia Yuanling dipped the strawberry jam with a fork, leaving Shu Yan's unique signature.

This is the art that Xia Yuanling is most proud of, he can imitate Shu Yan's signature without any mistakes.

Shang Chuan also noticed it naturally. When Xia Yuanling studied Shu Yan's paintings before, Shang Chuan provided him with a lot of references, so he naturally recognized Shu Yan's unique signature.

"Beautiful roses, I didn't expect you to draw such a picture with a fork and jam."

Unexpectedly, Shang Chuan was not angry, but calmly raised his glass.

The final dessert was served with white wine.

The amber liquid glowed golden in the light.

"You reminded me of one thing," the golden light ran along the surface of the liquid, following his movement of shaking the wine glass to complete a complete circle, "There are still a lot of painting tools at home, since you want to completely get rid of the role of Shu Yan, then Those paints and canvases should also be thrown away together."

As soon as the words were finished, the fork fell from Xia Yuanling's palm.

It fell on the white porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

Shang Chuan quietly admired the color of the white wine under the light, leaned on the rim of the glass, and lightly smelled the aroma of the fermented grapes.

But he completely ignored Xia Yuanling who was sitting across from him, his expression on the verge of crying.

"Don't throw it away," Xia Yuanling said with a trembling voice, "Please, don't throw it away."

That's Shu Yan's stuff.

That is his proof as Shu Yan.

If it is thrown away, then no one in this world can get so close to Shu Yan.

Putting down his wine glass, Shang Chuan looked directly into Xia Yuanling's eyes: "Lick that rose off."

His words were like fate to Xia Yuanling, Xia Yuanling lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, licking the strawberry jam on the white porcelain plate clean.

"You're so good," he stretched out his hand to grab Xia Yuanling's hand, stroking the back of Xia Yuanling's hand with his thumb.

Soft words.

But so did the threats.

"Don't draw in front of me, do you hear me?"

Xia Yuanling nodded.

I don't know why, although Shang Chuan had never hurt him, he felt afraid of Shang Chuan.

And this kind of fear and obedience is forcing him to separate from the personality named "Shu Yan".

Although he couldn't abandon Shu Yan——

But also realized one thing.

He is not Shu Yan.

Because only Xia Yuanling would love——

The man named Shang Chuan.

The author says:

Mr. Shang, you are really getting more and more ghostly.