Chapter Eighteen Dinner 3

  "Hey, can we eat now?" Ling Shuiyue asked Xia Qianying as they walked towards the shaved ice stand.

  Xia Qian Ning finally came back to her senses, mechanically placing the shaved ice in front of Ling Shui Yue.

  Ah! Flower idiot? How can this be? She lightly patted her own face, so hot! Simply shameless!

  Ling Shui didn't notice Xia Qian's loss of composure just now, she thought she was enjoying the "revenge" pleasure with that glass of iced tea.

  "Hmm. Not bad... Why stop eating?" Ling Shuiyue looked at Nian Que who continued to slice the snow fish.

  "Uh, we've been playing together since childhood."

  "It's a child's talk." Xia Xian Ning learned to speak in a childish tone, and it sounded very amusing.

  "Can't learn, huh?" Ling Shuiyue teased.

  "Hmm, you guys make it sound so easy, but for me, it's just awkward." Xia Xianjing's tone was filled with a sense of defeat.

  Ling Shuiyue smiled again.

  "You're kidding me."

  "No, it's really not a joke, I just think... it's cute." Ling Shuiyue was startled by the last two words he said, and he could still say such boring things.

  Xia Qian Ning pouted: "How does it sound like a lie, I'm not afraid of you, I've already burned high incense in front of the Buddha."

  "Be careful with your words, one sentence can last a lifetime."

  "Who's being careful with their words......" Xia Xianying didn't finish speaking before she was amused by her own ridiculous tone.

  Two people coincidentally looked at each other, smiling face to smiling face.

  "It's better not to talk about it, or you'll laugh me to death today." Xia Xianying stuffed a piece of snow fish into her mouth.

  "How does it taste?"

  "Mmm," Xia Qian Ning nodded her head in appreciation of the delicious food as she ate: "You should hurry up and eat too."

  "It's a bit uncomfortable to enjoy this treatment for the first time." Ling Shuiyue used his left hand to pick up the snow fish and put it in his mouth.

  "What treatment?"

  Xia Qian Ning suddenly discovered that she was very stupid.

  Ling Shuiyue smiled as usual and looked at Xian Ning. She took off her glasses, looking like a different person: "I... have something to say."

  Xia Qian Ning waited quietly for him to continue speaking, rarely seeing him hesitate when talking.

  Ling Shuiyue didn't say a word except for "uh-huh" and the like. After hanging up the phone, he continued what he was saying earlier: "Just cutting the snow fish doesn't seem to be enough, you still need to make another gesture."

  "Is it Muse?" Forget about Muse.

  Ling Shuiyue shook her head: "Aunt always boasts that you play the piano so well, I don't believe it. Now I want to listen and see if it's really as good as she says."

  Ling Shuiyue's request caught Xia Qianqian off guard, it seemed that fate had destined her to play for someone today: "What do you want to listen to? Wait, I shouldn't ask like this. I don't know many tunes. You name a few and see if there are any I can play."

  Ling Shuiyue didn't expect Xia Qianying to agree so readily, and he thought of the night he was eavesdropping on her in her courtyard: "I don't understand this, what's your favorite or most skilled at?"

  "Really? You're being too sincere now. I thought you were trying to make things difficult for me on purpose." Xia Xianying called out to the servant.

  Under the guidance of the waiter, Xia Qianying sat in front of the piano and felt that today's atmosphere was more suitable for one of Chopin's nocturnes, C minor, which was also her favorite.

  "Hello everyone, I'm grateful to our friend, but I don't know how to express it. Today, he asked me to play a Chopin nocturne for him. If this disturbs anyone, please forgive me!"

  Take a deep breath and slowly raise your hands. The gentle, beautiful notes slipped into the ears, and the poetic music flowed, spread, and swirled in the hall...

  It's this tune!

  That night, he heard this melody. The sky that night was dull and starless, without a moon, he ran wildly all the way, finally falling in front of Xia Qiong's house, it was this familiar music that gave him a beautiful imagination.

  Ling Shui's soul was indulging in its own freedom, wandering between the notes, picking up the beautiful memories of others' life journey, infatuated with the unforgettable scenery along the way... At this moment, he felt that his birth had meaning, and his life also had meaning...

  Xia Qian's fingers danced across the piano keys, producing a beautiful and elegant melody. The music was so enchanting that it seemed to transport her to another world, one of refinement and subtlety, full of poetic feeling. Even after the last note faded away, she remained lost in the intoxicating rhythm, reluctant to return to reality.

  The hall was a stark contrast to its usual quietness, with thunderous applause and even some people whistling.

  Xia Wenjing was awakened by applause and bowed deeply in gratitude.

  Back in her seat, Xia Wenjing smiled: "Do you like it?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "It's also my favorite. How come you haven't finished eating? Has it gone cold? Do you want to change for a new one?" Xia Xianying saw that Ling Shuiyue had only eaten two or three pieces of the snow fish.

  "Oh, no need, it's warm. Isn't that beef granule almost finished? Ling Shuiyue sent a piece of meat into his mouth, which was much more fragrant than before: "I only listened to you, and I've been thinking about your embarrassment all the time, but I'm really disappointed. It's like stealing a chicken without getting the rice, and my stomach is still hungry."

  "Always thinking of bullying me, just now you were thinking about how sincere I was." Xia Xian's face puffed up as she started eating her shaved ice.

  Ling Shuiyue smiled and ate, he didn't want to answer, but the more he ate, the more he felt that today's snow fish was very well done, it seemed like he had never eaten such delicious snow fish before.

  "Just pout for a bit and it'll be fine, can't bear it if you keep pouting?"

  "We just said it earlier, it's cold outside, eat a little less."

  "But I really want to eat now, super super super! Because of someone, I'm very angry now."

  "Then hit me once and get it over with. Otherwise, I'll call 119 and ask the firefighters to come." Ling Shuiyue said, stretching out his right hand.

  Xia Qian Ning saw that Ling Shui Yue's right hand was still wrapped in a bandage, and she froze. Earlier, he had said it was nothing. She thought of the desolation and loneliness in his eyes that night, and...

  Ling Shui forgot about his injured hand, seeing Xia Qian's dazed expression, he hastily withdrew his hand: "We need to head back home early today, or Snow Aunt will worry, and you still have to make up for the notes and..."

  Does it hurt?

  Ling Shuiyue covered it up and said: "Actually nothing, just cold weather, afraid of freezing so acted like this. Hurry up and eat!"

  Two people came out of the restaurant. Ling Shuiyue stuffed a bright red rose into Xia Qianying's hand: "It wasn't me who wanted to give it to you, it was the waiter."

  "Why? I don't even know him." Xia Xianying handed over the red rose.

  Ling Shuiyue didn't catch it: "Don't drop it! He said that today's special delivery is a rose for the couples who come to dine."

  "We're not even a couple."

  "I told him, he didn't believe me. Either you go over and tell him again, I'm not going." Ling Shuiyue was anxious, afraid that Xia Xingrong would believe his words and return the red rose to the waiter.

  Xia Qian Ning was in a dilemma, and just as she was hesitating, the taxi arrived. Ling Shuiyue took advantage of the situation and pushed her into the car.