04

In the primordial years, she remained as infatuated with him as ever, like a moth to a flame, unable to extricate herself.

Xia Chan smiled and said, "Then let's order a yin-yang hot pot, half clear broth and half spicy. I enjoy spicy food"

By the time the third monthly exam concluded, the weather had already turned cool. In gratitude to Jiang Huainan, Xia Chan took him to a hot pot restaurant for a meal

Jiang Huainan's mother is a university teacher, and his father runs a company. He grew up in a happy and affluent family. His mother is not in good health but is strict and strong-willed, so Jiang Huainan has always obeyed and accommodated her, including in matters of clothing, food, housing, and transportation. Jiang Huainan rarely eats junk food and seldom dines out. While helping Xia Chan during her tutoring sessions at KFC, he has never tasted a hamburger or even a piece of roasted chicken. Instead, it is Xia Chan who, feeling hungry, orders a large amount of fried food to munch on while doing her exercises.

Wonderful! Xia Chan held the water in one hand and waved vigorously with the other.

She lifted her foot and entered the store, choosing a seat by the window to sit down, while Jiang Huainan sat opposite her

He stared into the woman's suspicious eyes and replied in a clear and articulate manner: "I am her brother"

Then the parents were interrupted by him, stopped the insults, looked in the direction of his finger, and then at the expensive small villa, feeling half-convinced.

Perhaps her parents were intimidated by her sinister aura, or perhaps they feared that her parents would cause trouble nearby, making a fuss but not daring to take action

Eat! A pair of delicate white hands waved in front of his eyes, as if his soul had left his body

The seated youth is very quiet, as if he were a person who does not exist in this world. Thoughts traverse the past and the future, swirling before his eyes like mist, rendering everything unreal

The heavily made-up woman, with her eyes lifted at the corners, looked at the plainly dressed Xia Chan and, in contrast to Jiang Huainan, who was in a tailored suit, asked in disbelief: "What is your relationship with her?"

The person before me has not spoken, their expression is complex

They are over there. He pointed to a Mercedes parked not far away

Xia Chan bent down and arranged the plates in front of him, then placed the condiments beside his hand: "sesame sauce, chili sauce, tomato sauce, minced garlic, sesame oil, mix it yourself"

He let out a faint "mm".

After her father's passing, Xia Chan gradually realized that Wu Zhizi hoped for companionship. Previously, she had been considerate of her feelings, but now that Xia Chan has grown up, Wu Zhizi has also begun to think of herself. Although Xia Chan does not like that Ren Di and cannot associate him with words like father, as long as he is sincere towards Wu Zhizi, she will try to accept him.

The hot pot in the center gurgled, various ingredients rolled in the broth, and in the rising white mist, a haze enveloped the two individuals before them

Mother Wu Zhizi and Ren Di officially entered the romantic phase of their relationship. Considering Xia Chan's feelings, the two of them generally avoided her while spending time together outside. In between, they took a trip to Hangzhou and called to ask Xia Chan what food they should send her, to which Xia Chan casually mentioned a few items.

She ran over to distribute water and several packets of snacks to those children, and then honestly retreated to the sidelines, watching him play basketball while guarding his backpack

Women, at any age, yearn for love. Wu Zhizi is no exception. Xia Chan will not deprive her of that power, nor does she have the right to do so

He believed that Xia Chan's appearance in his life was destined; she was like an angel fallen to earth, her wings covered in scars, and she had been growing at the edge of a cliff, facing the cold wind. He was convinced that with her, his youthful mistakes would find redemption and forgiveness. Yet, in the end, he let her down.

He frowned, looking at her, his eyes filled with confusion

In the Jianghuai region, Nan Xin gazed intently at her as she placed her order and spoke, finally waving to call the waiter over to add another cup of cola and a cup of plain water

Yes, he regarded her as his sister from the very first meeting. At that time, he had just lost a younger brother, which was why they moved, why they left that city filled with memories, and came to the unfamiliar City S to heal their wounds

Jiang Huainan observed the situation and discerned right from wrong

He only drinks plain boiled water

Only the spiciness of intense flavors can stimulate the taste buds, she thought to herself

Xia Chan flipped through the menu, raised her head to look at him, and although she was well aware, she still confirmed once again: "You cannot eat spicy food, as it will cause an allergic reaction, correct?"

It's almost done. Is this acceptable?" She raised the selected menu high and placed it in front of him

His movements flowed like clouds and water, and every expression captivated those who beheld him. Xia Chan rested her chin on her hand, watching him in a trance throughout the entire time, unaware that night had fallen. She imagined the scenes of their future together, accompanying him in playing basketball until his back bent, and watching the sunset with him until she grew old and gray.

The little boy, frightened, let out a hiccup. Looking at his parents, he cried even harder upon receiving their encouraging gazes, and defiantly glared at Xia Chan.

Jianghuai Nan can clearly remember the day they met, when the weather was gray and gloomy as if someone had just cried. He stood outside the fence of the courtyard, watching the driver, drenched in sweat, going in and out of the small villa with the workers, helping with the move. At that time, his family had just experienced a significant upheaval; his mother was heartbroken and unable to recover, while his father had brought them, mother and son, from a distant city to start anew in S City.

On the other hand, Gu Tong's bar business was thriving, and Ai La frequently visited "Zero" to spend time with Gu Tong. Xia Chan was too busy to play with her, so Ai La learned a lot about the bar from her.

You eat little meat and prefer beef, so we will focus on a vegetarian diet with vegetables. Soy products are good for the body and can supplement nutrition, so I will order a few more servings. You don't like broccoli, and oh, right, you really dislike cilantro, so we can't have that. Also, let's use less green onion and garlic. She was sketching the main dish with a pencil

He stood silently, suddenly hearing a burst of crying. Following the sound, he saw ten-year-old Xia Chan standing straight with a sky-blue backpack on her back, her hands tightly gripping the straps. Opposing her was a pair of parents with a child, who was wailing loudly, shouting "Get away, she hit me." The parents cursed and pointed at Xia Chan, shouting unpleasant words such as "wild child, uneducated, will be a disaster when grown up."

The crying was quite bothersome, and Xia Chan impatiently glanced at the little boy who was crying loudly, saying sternly: "If you cry again, I will hit you!"

This time, during the hot pot meal, Xia Chan wanted him to experience the life of the common people

Xia Chan is not tall, her small body seems to contain immense energy. When they pushed her, she moved forward a bit. A cold light, not befitting her age, flashed in her eyes as she stated clearly, "He spat at me first and stole my ice cream."

Her thoughts are so evident, passionate and persistent, as if she is certain she will not lose. He knows there are some things he needs to clarify with her

He walked behind Xia Chan, his gaze passing over her head, and said to the two adults: "You are in the wrong first; you cannot bully others. My parents work at the prosecutor's office. If you want to resolve a child's dispute in an adult manner, I can call them over"

As he returned, Jiang Huainan was jumping up to shoot the basketball, which traced a beautiful parabolic arc in the air, and with a "whoosh," it went through the hoop. The surrounding children let out a synchronized gasp, and a joyful smile spread across his face