Inhuman Crush Facts

If you say you want to eat fish, you really want to eat fish. When you went to eat at noon, Chen Deng ordered several fish-related delicacies.

Seeing that Chen Deng wanted to light it again, Fan Nanting couldn't bear it even though he was thick-skinned, so he quickly stopped Fan Nanting and said with a blushing face, "It's fine, it's fine, don't light it again."

"Enough?" Chen Deng glanced at the dish he just ordered, still a little worried, "Not enough?"

It's no wonder Chen Deng felt this way, it was because he used to order far more dishes than what he ordered now every time he went out to eat with Hu Hongwen, so now Chen Deng felt strange when he heard Fan Nanting call to stop.

Although Fan Nanting could eat quite a lot, it would be a waste to order too many dishes, but after hearing what Chen Deng said, he subconsciously looked at the dishes he had ordered and found that they were all his favorites, so he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

So Fan Nanting reported a few more dishes, and then took a tentative look at Chen Deng, "Then add more?"

The dishes Fan Nanting reported were all Chen Deng's favorites. When Chen Deng came to feed him in those years, he would occasionally mention his own preferences, and Fan Nanting silently memorized them for many years.

After hearing the names of the dishes reported by Fan Nanting, Chen Deng's eyes widened in surprise, and he said with emotion, "These are the dishes I used to like to eat."

Fan Nanting was keen and grasped the key words in Chen Deng's words, "Before?"

"Yeah, I really liked eating when I was in college." Chen Deng handed the menu to the waiter and thanked the waiter with a smile, "But I don't like eating so much after graduating from college."

Fan Nanting was stunned, with a blank expression, "Is that so."

"For example, I used to be very annoyed with coriander, and thought it tasted really weird, but now I put coriander as long as I can." Chen Deng didn't notice what was wrong with Fan Nanting, and still smiled, "My roommates in college don't even eat coriander. As for us going out to eat hot pot, they will also specially order a plate of coriander for me."

Fan Nanting didn't know what words to use to describe his mood. If he had to say it, he felt like his heart was squeezed into lemon juice, sour and astringent.

Because he couldn't see Chen Deng, those memories in these years have become Fan Nanting's most precious things. He would think over and over again the details of getting along with Chen Deng in every late night when he couldn't sleep.

He was afraid that he would forget after being separated for too long, so when Fan Nanting was a little older, he begged Uncle Fan to teach him how to cook, hoping that one day the two of them would meet again, and he would be able to cook Chen Deng whatever he wanted.

But Fan Nanting could not have imagined that during the years they were separated, Chen Deng was no longer the boy he was familiar with.

This made Fan Nanting feel sad.

"Don't you like it?" Fan Nanting smiled wryly with his head down, his voice was very low, "I still want to make it for you."

Fan Nanting's voice was too low, and Chen Deng couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, so he asked a few more questions, but Fan Nanting shook his head, expressing that he was fine.

Now that Fan Nanting said that, there was no need for Chen Deng to continue asking, but Fan Nanting saw that Chen Deng had stopped talking, and instead couldn't sit still, eager to say something.

From Fan Nanting's point of view, although the current Chen Deng is somewhat different from the one in his memory, Chen Deng will always be Chen Deng. As long as this person remains the same, then nothing else matters.

"Then what do you like now? Maybe I can learn to cook." Fan Nanting hid the prying eyes in his words with a smile, "Uncle Fan sometimes teaches me how to cook. If I learn how to cook, I will cook for you."

If it were someone else, if Chen Deng heard these words, his face would have turned cold, and he might express his attitude on the spot.He has been in society for so many years, and some temptations have long been clear, and he doesn't like this kind of back and forth.

But now it was Fan Nanting who said this, even Chen Deng already felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he didn't think about what Fan Nanting said.

Chen Deng felt that Fan Nanting was not the kind of person who would have that kind of thought, and he was just an ordinary person, neither better looking than Pan An nor rich in wealth, so Chen Deng didn't think he had anything to be missed.

So Chen Deng pondered for a while, not only did not interrupt the topic, but also followed Fan Nanting's words, and teased him, "So virtuous?"

Fan Nanting was a little embarrassed by the compliment, and just as the waiter brought the drink, he unscrewed the cap for Chen Deng and handed him the straw, "It's not considered virtuous."

"?" Chen Deng laughed, "Isn't that counted?"

It's no wonder that Chen Deng was so surprised. It's because his hands-on ability is too poor. In the past, Chen's mother disliked him a lot, saying that a person like him who can't cook will definitely not find a wife.

Chen Deng wanted to refute, but what Chen's mother said was too correct, he had no choice but to agree, and since then he has admired people who can cook and live.

"It's really nothing." Fan Nanting handed the hot water chopsticks to Chen Deng, smiled and said, "Uncle Fan asked me to learn to work, saying that there is a craft and I won't be hungry when I grow up, but At the beginning, I didn’t do well, and I did a lot of dark cooking.”

Speaking of the past, Fan Nanting couldn't help laughing, "Anyway, Uncle Fan almost gave up later, saying that I'm really not good enough to learn how to cook."

Uncle Fan never got married all his life, but raised several children, and he has no other skills, but cooks well, so Uncle Fan taught them to cook whenever he was free, fearing that they would not be able to take care of themselves after he passed away.

"What about now?" Chen Deng asked while eating, "Should you have learned it all? Otherwise, you wouldn't have said you were going to cook just now, would you?"

Fan Nanting nodded, "I must have learned it. Uncle Fan praised me last time."

"That's not virtuous?" Chen Deng laughed and teased Fan Nanting, "If you are so loving, the people who will be with you in the future must be happy and loving."

Fan Nanting was picking up vegetables, but when he heard the words, he paused. It was obvious that what Chen Deng said was not obvious, and he didn't say who it was, but Fan Nanting felt guilty because he always felt that Chen Deng meant something, and his ears couldn't stop getting hot.

Fan Nanting didn't say a word, pretending that he didn't hear what Chen Deng said, and still concentrated on serving food, hoping that Chen Deng would stop talking if he didn't speak.

But Chen Deng obviously didn't think so.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Are you embarrassed?" Chen Deng thought Fan Nanting was really interesting, and he couldn't help being funny when he saw him, "So is there someone you like?"

When Chen Deng said this, he didn't really want to hear Fan Nanting's answer, but more because he wanted to tease him because Fan Nanting's ears were red, wondering if he would be more embarrassed.

From Fan Nanting's point of view, when he heard Chen Deng ask this question, his heart was shaken, and he wanted to deny it for fear of frightening Chen Deng.But it was not easy for him to meet Chen Deng again, and he was lucky enough to have the opportunity to express his heart. Fan Nanting didn't want to waste the opportunity.

So Fan Nanting paused, and after he had made enough mental preparations, he looked up at Chen Deng, and admitted with the corner of his mouth up, "Yes, I have someone I like."

His heart suddenly felt like a deer, and his heartbeat became very fast, but Fan Nanting didn't back down, instead he smiled and wanted to continue, "Chen Deng, I like n..."

It's a pity that before Fan Nanting could finish his sentence, Chen Deng interrupted him, "Huh? What do you want me to do?"

Chen Deng thought that Fan Nanting was going to talk to him about relationship issues, but Chen Deng didn't intend to be a master of feelings, so he took a sip of his drink and stopped Fan Nanting from continuing, "It's good to have someone you like, but this matter If you know it, you don’t need to tell me.”

"Have a drink." Chen Deng picked up the drink to clink glasses with Fan Nanting, and changed the subject, "Eat quickly, or the food won't taste good."

Fan Nanting wanted to confess, but he wasn't someone who didn't know anything. For example, now that Chen Deng had said that, he knew that Chen Deng didn't want to continue this topic. Naturally, he knew that the best choice at this time was not to mention it.

Fan Nanting didn't want Chen Deng to think he didn't understand the wink, but on the other hand Fan Nanting felt wronged, after all he was finally ready to confess his love, but Chen Deng's sudden appearance really caught him by surprise.

Just thinking about it, Fan Nanting didn't continue, he forced a smile, and obediently agreed.

But the drink is no longer sweet.