Chapter Fifteen: First Impressions of Memories 3

  Muxi Xue and Pei Yichen sat in 'Three Old Ladies' Noodle Restaurant'. Muxi Xue looked around, apart from being clean and tidy, couldn't see anything special: "Why come here?"

  Pei Yichen gazed at Musi Xue with a thoughtful expression. "Why did you come here?" he asked. "Because back then, you liked the noodles from this shop. We had them twice, and both times, you were so happy." "Have you been abroad for too long? No wonder. This shop has renovated since then. Besides, this street has changed a lot compared to before. It's like heaven and earth apart. You used to come here with... I don't know if it was you who liked it or her."

  "When I was reading, I sang at the Red Bar. You should have seen us when we came. She liked to go to bars and listen to me sing. At that time, she was quite close to you. I often saw the two of you coming here to eat noodles."

  "Really?" He always hears about his own past from him.

  "Maybe you just eat casually, but every time I see you walking out of here with a big smile on your face. At that time... my biggest dream was to invite you to have a bowl of noodles here."

  Xue's body bounced lightly on the chair, pretending to be calm: "So fond of performing? Don't scare me for no reason."

  "Then just assume I'm practicing." Pei Yichen was really afraid of scaring away Musi Xue: "To be honest, I'm still quite nervous about acting, and I don't have confidence in my heart. I regret listening to Yi Ge's words."

  "You have so much stage experience, it's definitely no problem."

  "How did you know whether my stage experience is good or bad?"

  "When we were on stage, your performance was so obvious even an idiot could see it."

  Pei Yichen smiled warmly.

  "Did you really sing in a bar before?" He wore black-rimmed fake glasses, and through the lenses, Muxue even felt the familiarity and cuteness behind them, and she didn't know when her guard against him had disappeared.

  "Hmm. Now that I have some free time, I'll go sit there for a bit." Pei Yichen glanced at his watch, it was almost 12 o'clock: "How about we finish eating noodles and then head over?"

  "I'm really looking forward to it! Thank you!" Musui Xue took the water handed over by the waiter.

  "Good girl has grown up! Before, it was just one person coming."

  "What a small mind! 'Love remembers hatred, marrying a wife will bring trouble'."

  Pei Yichen picked up his chopsticks and gently tapped on Musi Xue's palm: "You're kidding me."

  Moxi Xue and Tingzhi Xiao: So familiar strength! So familiar movement!

  "What's wrong? I'm very light."

  "Oh! Not because of that, I suddenly... feel thirsty, yes, thirsty." Musui Xue covered up the turmoil in her heart and picked up a glass of water: "You... you just said you're an actor now, what did you do before?" Good grief! How could she ask such a stupid question, he sang at a bar, he must be a singer.

  "Regret asking?" Pei Yichen smiled and said.

  Muxi Xue followed Pei Yichen's laughter and said: "Sorry! I was distracted. Punish me with a cup of water!"

  The waiter brought over the noodles, with their red, green, white and yellow colors looking very appetizing. Pei Yichen pushed the chili peppers in front of Musui Xue: "Let's eat slowly, the bar opens at 11 o'clock. After we finish eating noodles, we'll take a stroll there, just in time."

  Muxi Xue habitually added a spoonful of chili peppers to her own dish, and also gave Pei Yichen a spoonful. Just as Muxi Xue was about to put the spoonful of chili peppers into Pei Yichen's noodle bowl, she realized her mistake: "Sorry! I... forgot to ask you, do you..."

  Pei Yichen smiled and said: "We're a great match, I'll just add one more spoon."

  "You're a singer! Sorry! Sorry!" Musi Xue said, trying to scoop out the spoonful of chili she had just put in.

  Pei Yichen held Muxi Xue's hand with one hand and picked up the chopsticks to stir the chili in the bowl: "Really, no need. I'm the legendary chili-eating singer. Really! Alright, sit down quickly and eat your noodles, be careful not to let them get mushy."

  Muxi Snow gently pulled out her hand: It seems that she often came here to eat noodles in the past, and often put chili peppers for the people who came with her.

  Pei Yichen feared that Musi Xue would notice something, so he placed a dish of lotus root that Musi Xue liked to eat on the plate: "I like the lotus root here, try it and see how it tastes?"

  As I pondered, I picked up a piece of lotus root and took a light bite. It was sweet and sticky, a long-forgotten flavor that felt so familiar and likable.

  As she walked out of the noodle shop, Mu Si Xue couldn't help but sneak glances at Pei Yi Chen. This man knew a lot about her; did he know that she had lost her memory or was it just as he said, that he had once secretly loved her?

  They seem to often have meals together, familiar with each other's everything, even this kind of distant stroll seems very familiar.

  Bai Yichen felt that Musi Xue had been watching him all the time, he was a little worried, afraid that Musi Xue would remember something, but more was delighted, if she and he could recall her memory together, it would be great.

  She is so kind and will definitely forgive him.

  In front of the dimly lit area, there was some accumulated water. Pei Yichen pulled Mu Si Xue's hand to remind her to detour around it. Mu Si Xue followed Pei Yichen's footsteps and walked past it. Afterwards, their two hands remained clasped together.

  Everything is so natural, without a hint of distance, without a bit of strangeness.

  "Sir! Buy a bouquet of flowers for your girlfriend!" A little flower girl ran in front of them.

  "Is it okay?"

  Muxi Xue laughed and said: "Little sister! I'm not his girlfriend, but he can give me a white rose."

  Pei Yichen took a white rose and smelled it, so fragrant! Then he put the white rose in Musui Xue's hand: "Please! No need to clarify our relationship even when seeing strangers."

  The little girl pretended to be mature, tiptoed and patted Muxi Xue's shoulder: "Good sister! Let the handsome boy chase you for a hundred days less. Otherwise, what if he falls in love with someone else one day? He is super handsome, be careful not to regret it!"

  Mozzie is slightly awkward but doesn't mind little girls' talk.

  Pei Yichen took out a Mao Zedong note from his wallet and handed it to the little girl: "No need for change. Go home early."

  "Thank you handsome brother! Wishing handsome brother gets a red rose one day earlier!"

  "Handsome brother! Let's go." Musi Xue imitated a little girl's tone.

  Pei Yichen smiled and took Muxi Xue's hand, and Muxi Xue didn't feel any unease or discomfort.

  Hong Hong Wine Bar is only two stops away from Sanpo Mian Restaurant. Musi Xue, led by Pei Yichen, walked into the bar and sat down on the right side of the small stage.

  This location is far from the central stage and relatively quieter, with dimmer lighting, making it less likely to be recognized.

  "So quiet!" In Musi Xue's memory, this was the first time she had been to such a quiet bar.

  "It wasn't like this originally, probably because nowadays people prefer listening to music quietly."

  "Do you come here often?"

  "Only five or six times a year."

  As she spoke, she glanced around and saw that many of the customers were couples. She leaned in close to Pei Yicun and whispered, "There are several elderly couples too."

  "Perhaps their hearts are younger than ours."

  Two cups of water!

  The two of them exchanged a faint smile and nodded slightly to the servant.

  There is a singer sitting on the central stage singing softly, Pei Yichen leaned in close to Muxi Xue's ear and said: "What do you like? I'll sing it for you."

  "What's going on?" Mu Si Xue whispered in Pei Yi Chen's ear: "What can be done?"

  "Mm." Pei Yichen nodded.

  "Is there any song you don't know?" Mu Si Xue asked again as she leaned in closer.

  "It seems like there isn't."

  "Thinking of snow at dusk, pouting mouth, really can blow: 'What to do? Want to make it difficult for you.'"

  "Smiling, Pei Yichen said: 'You can write the lyrics now and I'll compose the music on the spot and sing it for you; or you can write the score and I'll fill in the lyrics.'"

  "What if I wrote something unpleasant?"

  "I will sing very well." Pei Yichen said with feigned arrogance.

  Happiness flashed across Muxi Xue's face: "Then I'll have to get serious."

  "I'll catch whatever you throw over."

  Muxi Xue thought for a moment, she liked Chopin. The rhythm of Chopin's "Farewell" was quite suitable for adaptation into a song, she asked the waiter for paper and pen, holding the pen holder lightly tapping her forehead, a few minutes later, she began to scribble on the paper.

  Pei Yichen gazed at Musi Xue with a serious expression: This was his Xiao Nian, the talented girl who could surprise him anytime.

  In just twenty minutes, Mu Si Xue smiled and placed the seven-line five-character poem in front of Pei Yi Chen.

  How can you show me such a sweet smile? Pei Yichen stared blankly at Musi Xue, and at this moment, where was the position of that piece of paper in his eyes?

  Muxi Xue pushed the finished score forward again, puckering up her mouth to signal Pei Yichen to take a look. The corner of the paper was stuck between Pei Yichen's fingers, and he slowly came back to his senses, busily lowering his head to examine the score.

  The spotlight shone on the small stage beside them, a girl walked up and said with ease: "I'll sing to my favorite person, I hope everyone will like it too. Thank you!"

  Muxi Xue looked at the long-haired girl with interest, carefully listening to her fresh and pleasant singing voice. After the girl finished singing, Muxi Xue turned around to look for Pei Yichen, only to find that Pei Yichen was already sitting on the small stage.