USA, Boston.

afternoon.

As soon as Shi Wangyue finished her first class, she received a WeChat message on her phone:

[Yun Zewu: Let’s have dinner together tonight.]

[0: Not going.]

On the busy streets of Cambridge.

In a particularly cool sports car, the handsome young man was full of expectations, but what he was waiting for was such an indifferent word.

My heart suddenly felt cold, as if I had been dumped on the head by a plate of snow water.

But I thought about how I had started to make time half a month ago in order to have dinner with the boy tonight, and today I spent so much energy and time driving over to see him in person.

No matter what you say, you have to send us a WeChat message to continue fighting for it.

Just when he was about to reply to the other party's message, he saw that the message he just saw on the screen of his mobile phone had disappeared, and a row of reminder subtitles appeared: [The other party has withdrawn a message.]

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and just said...

[0:How many people?]

[Yun Zewu: Great God, I know you don’t like liveliness, but I’m the only one, so I’ll celebrate the New Year with you!]

"grass"

The young man felt unspeakably depressed, but he still added carefully:

[Yun Zewu: Brother drove for several hours to come to Boston just to celebrate the New Year with you, a lonely and helpless kid in a foreign country. If you don’t come, you will definitely lose me as a friend.

Yeah, I’m telling you!]

[0:Where?]

Seeing the change in the other person's attitude, a smile immediately appeared on the young man's handsome face.

[Yun Zewu: What do you want to eat? Isn’t get out of class over yet? I’m not far from your school. I’ll drive to pick you up now.]

[Yun Zewu: Do you want to eat Western food or Chinese food? I'll book a place.]

[0:Chinese food, thank you.]

[Yun Zewu: Received. Bared teeth jpg.]

…

Boston's Chinatown is particularly lively tonight, and it's like a world away from the rest of the city.

People were coming and going on the street, and most of them were Asians with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin. If you didn't listen carefully to what they said, just by looking at their faces and figures, you couldn't tell which Asian country they were from.

However, come to think of it, today is a particularly special day for the Chinese, and most of them are compatriots.

Yun Zewu and Shi Wangyue were mixed in. They obviously had two ears, two eyes, a nose and a mouth. In the eyes of the people around them, they looked better than others.

One is handsome and noble, the other is elegant and refined.

The two of them seemed to have been used to being noticed for a long time. They did not pay attention to the scrutinizing eyes of strangers around them and focused on their own affairs.

The teenager is taking pictures, and the young man is watching.

It's been snowing for two days and two nights and it just stopped.

It was so cold that the young man put his hands in his pockets. He was quite impressed and surprised that in such a cold weather, the young man could stand in Chinatown for so long taking photos with his mobile phone in one bare hand.

It’s not about taking pictures of people, just scenery.

"What's so interesting about taking pictures of these scenery? They're all just painted on a gourd, without any artistry at all."

The boy's interest in taking photos was not dissuaded at all by his words.

Yun Zewu has known the boy online for several years. The two communicated a lot online on weekdays. He had already figured out the other person's personality through words.

There is a way to make money.

Indifferent nature.

Anger will be repaid.

Every inch of profit must be gained.

…

Yet, he stood firm.

Such a person is born with the talent of a general who can rebuke Fang Qiu and know how to kill and seize.

What's more, he has been gifted since childhood and has an extremely smart mind.

It was really hard for him to imagine that he would have such a soft side in his life, that he would be like those little girls who would take photos when going shopping, share, and post on WeChat Moments...

When he saw him behaving like this just now, it would be an exaggeration to say that his head was so shocked that it felt as if a thunderous explosion had occurred.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tell me, if I take a picture of you squatting on the street to take pictures and send it to the group, will the wolf cubs in our group be shocked?"

Shi Wangyue gave him a faint side glance.

He immediately made a gesture of surrender: "You are kidding, you are kidding, how can the mysterious and unpredictable Great God 0 have such a down-to-earth side? As one of the few people in the world who is lucky enough to know the true face of the Great God, I certainly have the responsibility to protect you.

privacy."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the boy taking pictures with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that you have such an interesting side."

The boy continued to take photos of the street scenes in Chinatown and ignored him.

Seeing his serious look, the young man became more and more interested in teasing: "Speaking of it, tonight is really worth posting on WeChat Moments. How about we take a group photo?"

He happily took out his cell phone from his pocket.

However, the young man took back his mobile phone and said calmly: "Let's go eat."

The young man knew that the photo he wanted of the two of them had been postponed indefinitely.

…

Later, the two chose a restaurant on the street and went in.

After the two entered, they found that the restaurant they chose was not large, but the interior was decorated with colorful lanterns and Chinese murals, making the environment warm and friendly.

After sitting down in the empty seat, Shi Wangyue kept her head down and texting on WeChat.

As the eldest brother who was nearly a round older, Yun Zewu had no choice but to take over the task of ordering: "Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine." The young man didn't even raise his head.

"Okay, let's get some of the pickled fresh meat, oiled trotters, eight-treasure duck, Songjiang seabass, and white-chopped chicken." Yunzewu ticked the boxes on the menu and muttered as he ticked, "We have chicken, duck, and fish.

What else do you want to eat, do you want xiaolongbao?"

The boy opposite paused and nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, let's add another Xiao Long Bao. That's enough, enough for the two of us." He handed the menu to the waiter, who smiled and agreed to place the order.

Yun Zewu seemed to remember something again, so he called the man back and asked, "What can I drink?"

Very pure American English accent.

After asking the waiter, he changed to Mandarin and asked the young man opposite: "Do you want to drink wine?"

The young man had put down his cell phone and said calmly: "Anything is fine."

He immediately said to the waiter with a bright smile: "A bottle of wine."

…

On New Year's Eve, the small restaurants in Chinatown were very busy, but the food was a little slow.

Yuzewu looked at the moon all afternoon while waiting, and he was already hungry.

When the food was almost ready, he poured himself and the young man across from him a glass of wine. Then, he picked up his chopsticks and called to the young man: "Eat while it's hot, eat while it's hot."

After saying that, the chopsticks fell on the eight-treasure duck that he had coveted for a long time.

But unexpectedly, a hand with sharp bones stretched out from mid-air to block his chopsticks: "Wait a minute, I'll take a photo."

Yun Zewu: "..."

What left him speechless the most was that the boy took photos not only of panoramic views, but also of close-ups.

After the photo was taken, the young man said, "Sorry, you can eat."

He said sorry in a clear and cold voice, but it didn't make anyone feel sorry.

Yunzewu didn't bother to worry about it, so he quickly picked up vegetables and ate.

What left him speechless was that despite all the delicious food, the young man did not follow suit, but continued to send WeChat messages:

[Child: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture], New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.]

[Sister: Shanghai food? It looks good.]

[Child: Yes, a Shanghainese restaurant in Chinatown.]
To be continued...