Pretend to be nice

Ever since Nancheng was covered with withered yellow leaves, it has been officially announced that it has officially entered autumn. The residual leaves blowing all over the ground made Nancheng a bit more desolate and desolate.

The mint on Li Qinghe's balcony may have been infected by this atmosphere. Since autumn, it has always been a disaster, and it has completely disappeared from the previous arrogant appearance. The worried Li Qinghe couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he went to turn on the light to see it in his pajamas. They checked a lot of strategies on the Internet, and almost went to order a shed for this small pile of mints. In the end, they chose the most reliable answer on the Internet and cut off the yellow leaves and rhizomes of the mint.

Ever since she got this job, she would go to the balcony to have a look if she had nothing to do, for fear that a yellow leaf would harm her and a piece of mint. I don't know if this pile of mint was frightened by Li Qinghe who came here every day with big scissors, or he suddenly started to work hard. Fighting, although he still looks like a catastrophe, the yellow leaves are getting less and less, Li Qinghe still refuses to let down his vigilance despite the joy in his heart.

Now I will hold a pair of scissors, stand in front of the flower bed and observe carefully, resolutely not letting any fish slip through the net.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Li Qinghe was taken aback for a moment before he realized it. He put aside the scissors that scare Mint, wiped his hands and opened the door.

It was Li Qinghe who called him to run errands before. After the two checked the verification code, the errand boy in black handed over a tightly packed square takeaway box.

Li Qinghe took it carefully and said thank you.

The little brother smiled and said, "Happy birthday."

Li Qinghe didn't explain, but said thank you again with a smile on his face.

The cake picked two days ago was carefully placed in the refrigerator.

I deliberately got up early to pick out Lin Guan's favorite fresh seafood, and now I have processed it and put it on the plate. When it is time for Lin Guan to finish class, I can start cooking with oil.

Li Qinghe has been preparing for this birthday for a long time. He has carefully considered what kind of dishes and cakes, but he is still a little excited and nervous about this meeting.

Leaning on the marble countertop, I took a deep breath and suppressed these emotions in my heart.

Then he raised his hand and glanced at the square watch with a black background and a gold needle on his wrist. It was a birthday present from Lin Guan some time ago.

Li Qinghe liked it very much, he opened the box on the spot, put the watch on his wrist, and never took it off except for taking a bath.

Wipe the sapphire glass surface of the watch with paper to wipe off the traces that were accidentally pressed, and then rolled up the sleeves and started working.

Li Qinghe didn't want to have those clichéd candlelight dinners. After much deliberation, he chose a seafood pot that was suitable for the cooler weather. It didn't look as romantic as steak, but it was just right.

First make a small copy of the carrots and onions, then adjust the bottom of the pot, saute the minced garlic, put all the seasonings down, add half a bowl of water, and boil on high heat.

At this moment, Lin Guan sent her a message, saying that she had arrived in the community.

Li Qinghe took a break from his busy schedule and returned a hello with his mobile phone.

Add some water starch to the bottom of the pot to thicken the sauce. Fresh ingredients such as prawns and abalones are densely packed in the paved seafood casserole. Pour the bottom of the pot and cover it.

Familiar footsteps came from the corridor, and Li Qinghe pricked up his ears to listen.

The key was inserted into the door lock, turned around, the door was opened, and Lin Guan, who was wearing a loose suit, walked in.

Li Qinghe pretended not to know anything, and took a spatula to turn up the ingredients at the bottom.

The tempting aroma filled the kitchen, the pot was bubbling, and the seafood was tumbling in the soup.

Lin Gu'an changed his clothes, went to the bathroom to clean up briefly, and then walked to the kitchen.

As footsteps approached, Li Qinghe pretended not to know anything, and asked gently, "Are you back?"

Lin Guan didn't care whether she could see it or not, and nodded behind her.

"Set the bowls and chopsticks, and the small hot pot can be eaten later."

"Okay," Lin Gu'an looked up at her slightly protruding back under the white short sleeves, and lazily agreed.

The dishes and chopsticks were placed in the cabinet under the stove. She leaned against Li Qinghe's back, stretched out her arms from her waist and opened the cabinet door. The person in her arms suddenly froze.

Li Qinghe lowered his eyes slightly, unable to see the expressions of the people behind him, he could only hold the spatula stiffly and continue stirring the hot pot non-stop, hot white mist rose from the pot.

Lin Gu'an wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled on the cabinet door, and casually took out the top tableware.

In a few seconds, the breathing passed and disappeared at the waist, and that piece of skin seemed to be stimulated by the electric current, making it numb.

Lin Gu'an's expression was flat, as if he just took two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and even praised the food in the pot.

Li Qinghe didn't speak.

Lin Gu'an didn't take the initiative either, and went to the side to set up the dishes.

Li Qinghe put on thick gloves and put the small hot pot on the table, turned on the induction cooker and slowly warmed the hot and bubbling hot pot.

He took off the gloves that were getting in the way now, washed his hands before walking over and sitting down.

Lin Gu sat quietly on the seat and waited for her, and only picked up the chopsticks when she sat down.

Fresh seafood is inherently sweet, coupled with Chef Li's exquisite craftsmanship, Lin Gu'an made an exception and drank an extra bowl of soup for dinner.

After washing the dishes side by side, the two changed their clothes and went out for a walk according to the previously agreed procedure. Perhaps it was a tacit understanding. Both of them changed into a khaki trench coat. Li Qinghe was a tough trench coat, and Lin Guan was simple and casual. The Balmaken windbreaker, the two stand together, very like a couple's outfit.

Lin Gu'an looked at him and said nothing, but Li Qinghe joked with a smile that they had become more and more in harmony.

People walking by the river are far worse than summer, the crescent moon is cold, the autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are scattered all over the ground, curled up by the wind, looking like the cold winter is coming.

The two kept a distance of five centimeters and walked around the lake side by side at a leisurely pace.

The wide lake was sparkling, and there were very few birds staying on the lake beach. Li Qinghe turned slightly sideways to shield her from the cool wind.

Lin Gu'an didn't speak, just smiled, and continued to lead Li Qinghe forward slowly.

The two of them were not thinking here, they went around the lake and made an appointment to go back.

As usual, I made a fruit plate, and then went to Li Qinghe's room to watch the recently popular movie.

After the movie ended, the two looked at each other and smiled, which was a process they had agreed upon before.

Except that Li Qinghe suddenly took out a long-prepared gift from the side, a large black box with exquisite packaging.

Lin Gu'an was surprised at first, and then smiled helplessly: "Didn't you say that the birthday gift is those few clothes? Why is there another one?"

Li Qinghe smiled and handed the box forward again.

Lin Gu'an cast a glance at her, and took the box.

Li Qinghe looked at her obediently.

Untie the bow of the box, open the box, and there is a light gray cashmere scarf.

Lin Gu'an looked up at her and asked, "Scarf?"

Li Qinghe, who was sitting cross-legged, nodded and explained: "The wind is relatively strong during this period, you can wear it."

Lin Gu'an lowered his head and stroked the scarf, lowering his head and smiling helplessly.

The reason why Li Qinghe gave the gift was very simple, the skirt was because he thought Lin Guan looked good in the skirt, and the scarf was because it was very windy during this time.

Li Qinghe didn't know that this was the behavior of a simple and straight man, and he was still complacent.

Lin Gu'an said softly, "Thank you".

Li Qinghe still smiled, but fortunately his handsome features covered most of his stupidity.

The final part of taking out the birthday cake didn't take long. The two of them perfunctorily performed a ritual of lighting candles and blowing out candles to make a wish. They didn't care much about it, and just regarded it as a customary habit.

However, Li Qinghe was still a little curious about Lin Guan's wish, and asked several times in a roundabout manner, but Lin Guan was unwilling to say it, and Li Qinghe had no choice. Eating cakes was not a taste.

After a long time, she was still thinking about this episode, and even asked Yang Siyue to beat around the bush and ask Lin Gu'an if there was any wish that she hadn't fulfilled.

After Lin Gu'an found out, he still smiled for a long time, thinking that this person is so cute and silly.

But Mu Ziheng and the others criticized Li Qinghe for a while, knowing that in the few days before Lin Guan's birthday, there were three people in the dormitory plus four non-staff in the sports institute, and seven people racked their brains to make suggestions for her.

She thought about a hundred kinds of gifts, the basic version of the perfume earring necklace, the enhanced version of the gemstone watch ring, the sincere version of the hand-made water glass, and the self-woven scarf. As long as Li Qinghe nods, seven people will weave scarves and gloves for her overnight.

There is also a surprise version, which was mainly proposed by non-staff personnel, with roses as the foreshadowing, candlelight dinner as the transition, and then as soon as Li Qinghe sent a message, they set off fireworks, and finally she hugged her affectionately..., a thousand words are omitted here.

The main contributor, Ah Cheng, was also taught a lesson by his girlfriend Wu Xiao, who twisted his ears. It turns out that straight men also understand romance, but he doesn't do it.

Li Qinghe turned a blind eye to everyone's efforts, just be the straightest self and let others talk about it.

In the end, Mu Ziheng could only regret his wrists, and everyone sighed together. They deeply felt that it must be God who has eyes and Bodhisattvas manifesting spirits when Li Qinghe chased him to Shanglin Gu'an.