"Siyang, what's wrong? What happened?" Weng Qing and Li Minyuan rushed over. Just when they heard an ouch on the phone, Weng Qing felt that something had happened, so she hurriedly pulled Li Minyuan over, but saw Siyang.
He sat on the chair with a red face, and a tall boy wearing glasses stood next to him.
"Weng Qing, Minyuan." Siyang stood up and quickly introduced: "This is my senior - Wu Peng. Wu Peng, they are my good friends, Weng Qing and Minyuan."
"Hello, hello." Wu Peng greeted awkwardly.
"What happened to you just now?"
"It's okay, I just got hit by someone. When I looked closely, it was Wu Peng. We haven't seen each other for several years. Oh, by the way, Wu Peng is a doctor here and just came back from the United States."
"No wonder I haven't seen you before. You can work as a doctor here at such a young age. I admire you!" Weng Qing joked.
"If everyone is fine tonight, I'll treat you to dinner." Wu Peng smiled. In fact, he mainly wanted to treat Siyang to dinner, but with friends present, it would be awkward not to express it.
"Forget it, the two of us still have things to do. By the way, Siyang, there is no need to see aunt today. She is tired and fell asleep." After saying this, Weng Qing pulled Minyuan and left.
"Why are you so anxious?" Li Minyuan shook off Weng Qing's hand.
"You want to be a light bulb, you."
"Bulb?"
"You haven't seen Siyang's face turn red, there must be something wrong with it. Miss Liu rarely blushes."
"How do you know? I'm just a classmate." Li Minyuan looked at Weng Qing in confusion.
"You forgot, I am a love expert, nothing can escape my discerning eyes. For example, Yuan Lei and Xiao Ran." Weng Qing shook her hair proudly: "Minyuan, you are not young anymore, there are some things you have to consider.
I’ve thought about it, and if you have anything suitable, tell me and I’ll help you with your advice.”
"Come on, don't make fun of me! But if there is a good one, you can help me introduce it. But there are conditions. First, you must be able to cook. You know I am very lazy. Second, you must have good quality.
Don’t be scared to death when you hear that I have practiced Taekwondo.”
"Haha, the requirements are not high, not too high. Just find a robot that knows martial arts."
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Only Si Yang and Wu Peng were left. Wu Peng glanced at Si Yang carefully and mustered up the courage to speak: "Si Yang, I want to treat you to dinner."
"This, this..., okay." Thinking about it, there is really no reason to refuse. Besides, people said that they liked me at that time, which does not mean now. How much of the hazy emotions in youth can be retained?
of.
This very romantic French western restaurant is exactly the one Ji Zhehan and Zuo Lin visited.
The waiter in a neat uniform first poured them a glass of water, then handed an exquisite menu to Liu Siyang, and stood waiting. Liu Siyang glanced at it, and he didn't even listen to it, not to mention eating.
As I said. He smiled lightly and handed the menu to Wu Peng. Wu Peng smiled softly, ordered the food, and handed the menu to the waiter.
Really unable to stand the man's gentle smile, Liu Siyang looked away with a blushing face and glanced around the restaurant.
The bright marble floor can reflect people's shadows; the surrounding walls are randomly dotted with several murals. Soft lights and elegant music. She has never been to a Western restaurant to eat. Although she and Ji Zhehan have also
I have been to better restaurants, but this is the first time I have been to a Western restaurant. Thinking that I have never used a knife and fork, Liu Siyang is sweating a little. Will he make a fool of himself in front of Wu Peng soon?
Following Wu Peng's example, he folded the napkin in half and put it on his lap. The waiter left not long ago and came back soon.
The knife on the right and the fork on the left, why is it so awkward? It is not as easy to control as the chopsticks. Liu Siyang secretly glanced at the men and women around him. They were all so calm and elegant, and they were obviously regular customers.
"Here, hold the fork in your left hand and use the knife in your right hand, like this..." Wu Peng said softly. Liu Siyang finally cut off a piece and put it in his mouth. It was delicious. But he sighed in his heart, these upper class lives
, I, a commoner, really can’t entertain myself. There are so many rules when it comes to eating, and it’s too particular.
"This knife and fork is really not as useful as chopsticks. No matter what, it is the last word when you are full." Liu Siyang smiled and returned to his usual naughty self.
"Still the same as before, honest!" Wu Peng smiled, this was the Liu Siyang he knew, not coy or pretentious.
"Do you often come to Western restaurants to eat?" Liu Siyang spoke a little vaguely while holding a medium-rare steak in his mouth.
"You have forgotten that I have been in the United States for several years and rarely have Chinese food. Is it possible that you want me to starve to death?"
"Haha, I forgot. Actually, I thought we might never meet again." Liu Siyang paused, "Wu Peng, what does your girlfriend do?"
"Girlfriend?" Wu Peng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately calmed down: "I don't have a girlfriend yet."
"You don't have a girlfriend?" Liu Siyang couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy.
"No, Siyang, actually I still like you until now. Siyang, I hope you can be my girlfriend." After Wu Peng finished speaking, he kept observing the changes in the expression on Siyang's face.
"Wu Peng, I..." Liu Siyang paused: "Actually, you are the first man to say that you like me, but I have always regarded you as a friend, so, therefore, I may not be able to accept it for a while. I hope you can
Give me some time to get used to it."
"Okay, then starting from tomorrow, let me pursue you, okay?" Wu Peng's face was full of sincerity. Liu Siyang couldn't bear to say no. Anyway, he didn't have a boyfriend now, plus Wu Peng gave him
I have a good impression. If you try to date, you may have good results.
Back in the apartment, Li Minyuan and Weng Qing were still watching soap operas in the room. When they saw Liu Siyang coming back, they immediately went to greet them.
"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Liu Siyang threw away the bag and fell down on the sofa, awkwardly walking along the way.
"Get up, Siyang, tell us quickly." Li Minyuan tried to pull Liu Siyang up.
"Minyuan, when did you become the eighth mother-in-law? You are really thinking about it. Let Weng Qing introduce one to you. She has a long list of candidates."
"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't say it, I will..." Li Minyuan's hand moved closer to Siyang's armpit.
"Tell me, tell me, tell me absolutely everything I know." This trick really worked, and Liu Siyang quickly got up from the sofa.
As expected, he told everything he knew. Liu Siyang gave a clear account of how the two met in high school, how they presided over the work of the student union together, how they were misunderstood by their classmates, how... how... including Wu Peng's confession.
"Si Yang, do you like Wu Peng?" Weng Qing asked.
Liu Siyang shook her head, not pretending, she really didn't know. During college, she mostly worked and studied, and never considered the topic of love. She always felt that love would come when it should come.
, so I didn’t pursue it deliberately.
"Then try dating. If you don't date, who knows the outcome." Weng Qing pretended to be a love expert.
"Starting from tomorrow, our Siyang will also become a happy little woman!" Minyuan teased.