On the way back, Song Yansheng’s mood was still quite good. He asked Shi Nuan, "How was the fish that my mother cooked?"
Shi Nuan nodded and complinted, "It’s really good..."
After a pause, she added, "Better than yours!"
Upon hearing this, Song Yansheng laughed heartily and said, "Yes, indeed better than mine; in this regard, I must admit I can’t compare!"
He looked at Shi Nuan, reached out and held her hand, and said, "Nuannuan, are you interested in cooking? If you are, we can go to the Nuan Residence this weekend, and I’ll teach you to cook... Of course, even if you’re not interested, that’s okay. After all, I’m here, willing to cook for you for a lifeti!"
Shi Nuan glanced sideways, observing his handso facial features. Song Yansheng frequently expressed his intention of a lifeti commitnt to her, which truly moved her.
However, Ji Xiangling’s words were very certain, and she herself also thought she was just a stand-in. But she didn’t believe she and that person could be that much alike!
Pressing her lips slightly, Shi Nuan said, "Does Second Uncle want to teach to cook so that I can cook for him for a lifeti?"
Song Yansheng was montarily stunned, then let out a hearty laugh again, pinching her cheek. "You’re really good at finding excuses not to learn cooking..."
Shi Nuan blushed, saying, "I didn’t say I was unwilling to learn..."
She rely ntioned... a possibility!
And even if she did cook for Song Yansheng for a lifeti, there’s nothing wrong with that; she hadn’t said she was unwilling!
Song Yansheng sighed lightly, saying, "Actually, even if Nuannuan is willing, how could I bear to let such delicate fingers cook for for a lifeti? I just want to have so sweet interactions with you and create so warm and happy mories together."
After he said this, he kissed the back of her hand.
Shi Nuan felt the warmth of his lips, and her heart fluttered.
Song Yansheng wrapped his arm around her, letting her lean against his shoulder, and said, "Nuannuan, it’s quite nice just being like this, isn’t it?"
Shi Nuan, eyes sparkling, felt Song Yansheng gently stroke her shoulder, bit her lip softly, and made a gentle "Mm" sound.
If ti could always be this serene, and they stayed like this, it would really be wonderful, truly wonderful!
...
Shen Zui’s concert formally kicked off two days later.
The concert was scheduled to start at eight in the evening.
Before the concert, Shi Nuan received a text ssage from Shen Zui asking her, "You will co, right?"
Shi Nuan deleted the ssage without replying.
She couldn’t say she wouldn’t go—this was Shen Zui’s first concert after returning to the country, crucial for him, and she couldn’t affect his mood.
Nor could she say that she would go, as that would be deceptive to Shen Zui. Furthermore, if Song Yansheng found out, he would definitely be unhappy.
Ji Xia said she would go, so let her witness the boy who once promised to stand on a bright stage and sing to her beco a successful man.
Youthful love, a simple romance—that was sothing from many years ago, sothing that sotis was even hard to recall.
The past, no matter how beautiful, must be left behind, because one can only look forward in life; there’s no way to retreat, only to advance, whether it’s willingly or unwillingly.
Shi Nuan switched her phone to a shutdown state, intending to go downstairs for a walk with Song Yansheng.
Just now, Song Yansheng had ntioned that tonight’s night sky was enchanting, with many stars, and wanted to take her to see them!
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