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In October, Nie Qinghuan's collection of essays was published, followed by more than 10 autograph sessions.When she got the schedule, she took a closer look. The third signing event was arranged in Xiamen, and Gu Yiming happened to be filming in Xiamen.

Since the last visit to the class, they haven't seen each other until now.Nie Qinghuan felt that it had been a long time, but when she calculated it carefully, she found that it had actually been more than 10 days.These days, Gu Yiming still sent messages every day, but Nie Qinghuan always felt that something was different, but she didn't understand what was different.Until they met in Xiamen.Only then did she know what the strange feeling that had been filling up between them had been for a long time.

The day before departure, Nie Qinghuan sent Gu Yiming a message.The assistant still came to pick her up the next day.

Gu Yiming finished work early that day, and said as soon as he entered the door: "Let's go grocery shopping." He looked in a good mood.

Then the two went to the supermarket wrapped up tightly.Gu Yiming probably doesn't know how to cook, so he went straight to the snack area when he entered the supermarket.

Seeing that he had taken a lot of potato chips, Nie Qinghuan couldn't help asking, "Can you finish buying so many potato chips?"

Unexpectedly, the other party was stunned for a moment, paused, and then slowly put some back after a while.

Nie Qinghuan said a little strangely: "I remember you used to not eat snacks on the set,"

It took a while for her to hear Gu Yiming say: "Yeah, actually I don't like snacks." His voice came out of the mask, muffled.

When he arrived at the meat place, Nie Qinghuan asked him, "Do you want to eat anything?"

Gu Yiming hesitated for a moment before asking her: "Can you cook sweet and sour fish?"

Nie Qinghuan said uncertainly: "Yes, yes, but I haven't done it for a long time."

"Then make sweet and sour fish." Gu Yiming decided.

Nie Qinghuan also gritted her teeth and went all out: "Okay, let's make sweet and sour fish. Don't blame me if it doesn't taste good."

Gu Yiming nodded obediently.

Relying on memory, Nie Qinghuan still cooked up the sweet and sour fish after being in a hurry.Gu Yiming took a sip and gave an evaluation: It's not bad.Nie Qinghuan also ate it, and it tasted mediocre, neither bad nor delicious.

She couldn't help sighing: "I'm really not a material for cooking. It's fine if the fish is not delicious. I just put the cabbage in and cooked it before the water boiled."

Gu Yiming didn't realize the mistake, and asked suspiciously: "Can't that be done? Then how should I cook it?"

Nie Qinghuan bit her lip and thought for a while: "The water must be boiled first, and the cabbage should only be put in when the water boils."

Gu Yiming took a piece of cabbage, tasted it, and said indifferently: "They all taste the same, what's the difference?"

Nie Qinghuan said helplessly: "I think so too. It doesn't matter how you cook it, as long as it can be eaten after cooking. But other people like to struggle with this. Once I went to my cousin's house to cook, and I put cabbage in before the water boiled. Immediately, the neighbor started to yell and say why I was like this. Later, while asking me if I hadn’t cooked, I picked up the cabbage I just put in.”

"Speechless."

"There is something even more speechless. She told my mother afterwards that I am an adult and I still can't cook. My mother indulged me too much." Nie Qinghuan smiled helplessly after finishing speaking.

"Then I'm an adult, and I don't know how to cook." Gu Yiming felt that he was connoted, and was a little depressed.

"Can't you cook?" Nie Qinghuan asked.

"No, I can cook noodles at most." After Gu Yiming finished speaking, he seemed to think of the happy things again, with a smile on his face, "But two brothers in the group can cook, and their level is similar to yours. Almost at that time, they will also cook for me."

Gu Yiming talked about some interesting things in the group, Nie Qinghuan listened with great interest, but he gradually stopped talking, looking a little sad.

Nie Qinghuan asked: "What's wrong?"

"I haven't seen them for a long time." Gu Yiming was a little disappointed.

That day Gu Yiming took advantage of his bad mood and drank a little wine. His wine quality was not bad. After getting drunk, he went back to bed and lay down obediently. He didn't make trouble, but he talked a lot.Nie Qinghuan helped him take off his shoes and socks, and covered him with the quilt again, while he was still muttering.

She took a wet towel to wipe his face, but Gu Yiming suddenly opened his eyes and said: "I thought the sweet and sour fish you southerners cook is so spicy, so it's not."

Nie Qinghuan didn't have time to ask, he fell asleep again after talking nonsense.

Nie Qinghuan looked at the moon outside the window, the moonlight was so beautiful, but there was an indescribable loneliness.