23 days before Christmas

"No, it's my problem. I go crazy intermittently." Liu Yiming lowered his head, "I'm sorry...we are just friends now, why should I..."

Lin Zhixi didn't speak, but looked at him with gentle eyes.

"I remembered what you said the other day, we can't develop too fast. Although it's true... well, if you develop too fast, it's easy..."

"It's easy to overturn the car." Lin Zhixi smiled relievedly, "It's okay, it's okay, let's not talk about that. Go eat."

"Yeah." Liu Yiming raised his head and looked at Lin Zhixi, like walking side by side on the road before, "I seem to be a little hungry."

"Are you really unable to think of what to eat?" Lin Zhixi asked with a smile on her lips.

Liu Yiming looked around, and found that he had the difficulty of choosing again. He couldn't help frowning, and after a long thought, he pointed to the booth that baked vermicelli: "That's it."

The two went to the booth, ordered grilled vermicelli and paid for it, then sat down on the pony seat behind.

Seeing that he didn't order, Liu Yiming asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I've had dinner." Lin Zhixi looked at him with a smile and said, "Hey, he still has brains roasted."

"Our family is most famous for roasted brains." The boss was enthusiastic, and brought up the roasted vermicelli. "A pair of chopsticks?"

Before Liu Yiming answered, Lin Zhixi hurriedly said, "Just one pair."

"You really don't want to eat?" Liu Yiming raised his eyebrows, "You watch me eat?"

Lin Zhixi thought for a while and said, "You can eat a little bit."

Liu Yiming quickly handed him the chopsticks: "Try it, it's okay. It's just a little hot, so don't eat it too hard."

"Actually, we can eat roasted brain flowers next time. It smells pretty good." Lin Zhixi picked out a handful of fans and ate them, with a satisfied expression on her face, "It's okay."

"Actually, I don't like eating offal, brains, etc..." Liu Yiming refused.

"Forget it." Lin Zhixi frowned and shrugged, "But you can try it. I couldn't accept it before, but after I tried it again, I just couldn't stop."

"I, I will try my best."

Lin Zhixi agreed to eat only a little bit, but... Apparently, he finished almost half of the whole bowl of vermicelli. Liu Yiming laughed and teased him: "Brother, this is my dinner, look at you."

Lin Zhixi raised her eyebrows, smiled, and said, "I ate everything...what can you do to me?"

"Then you are not allowed to eat the last bit left." Liu Yiming quickly snatched the paper bowl from his hand, "I am really hungry now. You can only watch me eat."

"You can still be so stingy?" Lin Zhixi continued to raise her eyebrows—oh, your eyebrows are quite flexible.

Liu Yiming looked at his face as if it should be taken for granted, and pretended to be angry: "Oh, classmate, you are still talking about me. What, I am really hungry. Very hungry, very hungry."

"What you said yourself is that you have a sparrow's stomach, which is enough to fill it up." Lin Zhixi moved her chopsticks nimbly with her fingers, "A little more... just a little more?"

"Do you want to drink a little?" Liu Yiming deliberately moved the paper bowl far away, and tried his best to pick the fans into his mouth.

Lin Zhixi wrote "sneering" all over her face, and continued to raise her eyebrows: "Farewell. Drink too much milk tea and get fat."

After the speed finished roasting the fans, there was still a whole street waiting for the two of them.

"Crispy potatoes? Or spiked potatoes?" Lin Zhixi stopped in front of a potato stand, looked at Liu Yiming and asked.

Liu Yiming pondered for half a minute, and answered seriously: "Anything is fine."

"If you say it, you don't say it." Lin Zhixi thought for half a minute, then turned to the boss and said, "Boss, can crispy potatoes and spiked potatoes be mixed together?"

"Okay." The boss lowered his head, "Spicy or sweet and sour?"

Liu Yiming suddenly thought of the terribly sweet Spike Potatoes outside the high school, and suddenly felt an unspeakable taste in his mouth. He frowned and said quickly, "No, don't be sweet and sour."

"Hot and sour ones are fine too." The boss still lowered his head.

"No, I can't take it just thinking about it." Liu Yiming resisted.

Lin Zhixi thought for a while and said, "Boss, don't make it too spicy. Just make it more meaningful."

"Is cumin grilling okay?" Boss, you have a lot of choices here.

Lin Zhixi expressed her satisfaction: "Okay."

"Didn't you say you can eat spicy food?" Liu Yiming asked.

Lin Zhixi replied: "I can eat spicy food, but a certain woman can't eat spicy food."

"I..." Liu Yiming sighed, lowered his head and shut his mouth, the ridicule hit his face but he was powerless to refute it, so he could only bear it.

The potatoes are ready, steaming hot out of the pan, cut into pieces and spiked in a bowl, deep-fried until golden and crispy, sprinkled with chili powder and chopped houttuynia cordata, garnished with chopped green onion, freshly picked Come here and feel the aroma.

Lin Zhixi tied a piece and handed it to Liu Yiming.

Liu Yiming was taken aback, his movements were as stiff as a robot, and he hurriedly took the bamboo stick and brought it to his mouth. The moment he bit down on the potato, a hint of spicyness hidden in the salty fragrance exploded in his mouth, and at the same time he A blush appeared on his face somehow, and his heart was pounding.

"Why are you blushing?" Nothing could escape Lin Zhixi's eyes.

"It's hot. It's very hot." Liu Yiming lowered his head, speaking incoherently, "It's just hot, too hot. It's not mine, it's not my reason, it's the potatoes."

Lin Zhixi was amused by his reaction, and nodded again and again as if it made sense, and ate a piece of potato: "It's a bit hot. But, why don't I blush?"

After speaking, he looked at Liu Yiming meaningfully, and the smile on his face made him a little apprehensive.

"How do I know!" Liu Yiming ate another piece, pointing to the red cheeks of the watermelon, "Look, they are still red."

"Oh? It seems to be getting more and more red." Lin Zhixi raised her eyebrows, moved closer to Liu Yiming, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more perverted (?) "Hey, did you hear the drumbeat?"

Liu Yiming took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and his voice trembled: "What drums...how could there be such a thing?"

"Didn't you hear the big speaker over there singing?" Lin Zhixi pierced another piece of potato and put it in her mouth, "Such a strong rhythm..."

"Okay, okay." Liu Yiming lowered his head.

Lin Zhixi laughed out loud, Liu Yiming raised his head and looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, it's nothing..." This time it was Lin Zhixi who lowered her head, "Crispy potatoes are better."

"I think so too." Liu Yiming felt that the blush on his face should have faded a little, "What else do you want to eat? I'm full."

"Are you really full? How much did you eat?" Lin Zhixi questioned, "Just now you are fighting for fans with me."

Liu Yiming glared at him (I don't know how many times I've glared at him today), and raised his voice, "That's obviously my dinner, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Lin Zhixi's eyes were full of smiles, and she asked again, "Do you really eat that much? Half a bowl of vermicelli and half a bowl of potatoes, are you really full?"

"I told you, I'm a sparrow stomach!"

Lin Zhixi smiled: "Okay, okay, I understand."

Liu Yiming took out his phone and checked the time: "It's ten o'clock."

He added in a low voice: "Why is it only ten o'clock, how long have you been out?" and ended with a dirty word.

"Are you going back to the dormitory?" Lin Zhixi frowned, "Actually, it's not too late."

Before Liu Yiming could speak, Lin Zhixi said again: "Forget it. It's not good to go back too late."

"Then, back to the dormitory?" Liu Yiming asked.

"Then, let's go back." Lin Zhixi seemed a little reluctant, "There is still class tomorrow. Let's rest early."

"Then, okay." Liu Yiming felt a little lost for no reason, and he didn't want to...

Then, on the way back to the dormitory.

"I found out that you are an inner child!" Lin Zhixi's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new world (why would there be such a schoolboy rhetoric - because Lin Zhixi really looked like a schoolboy just now)

Liu Yiming frowned: "What's wrong? You discriminate against Neiba?"

"I found that you are a bit hunchbacked!" Lin Zhixi's eyes lit up again, just like an elementary school student who has discovered something bad and wants to make a small report.

Liu Yiming frowned even harder: "What's wrong? You discriminate against hunchbacks."

Lin Zhixi suddenly said: "I don't think it's a good habit to have a bad habit and hunchback. You can try to pay attention to it and change this bad habit, and you will look better after changing it."

"Spirit?" Liu Yiming's focus was off, "You want me to be like the spirit guy?"

"No..." Lin Zhixi smiled helplessly, "But the first day I saw you, I really thought you looked like a spirited guy."

Liu Yiming felt offended: "No way!"

"Just the skinny jean shorts, and the exposed ankles..."

Liu Yiming retorted: "That's not tight shorts! Also, just boat socks and low-top sneakers, how can you be a spirited guy!"

"If you say no, then it's not."

"It wasn't originally!"

Liu Yiming was very unconvinced about being labeled a "spiritual guy", and kept arguing with Lin Zhixi, arguing and arguing until they arrived at the door of the dormitory.

"Good night!" Liu Yiming was very helpless at Lin Zhixi's fallacy, and his farewell tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Just as Lin Zhixi took out the key, she looked up at him and said, "That's good night? What about later?"

"Good night too later, hahaha."

"Then, see you tomorrow." Lin Zhixi's voice was as gentle as the wind with a little heat in the early autumn.

"See you tomorrow!"

Back in the dormitory, Lin Zhixi hurriedly washed up, then went to bed and put on the quilt, picked up her phone and sent a message to Lin Zhixi: "Go to bed early."

"Are you so sleepy?" Lin Zhixi replied in seconds, "I didn't notice it just now."

"It's okay hahahahahaha."

"Do you want to sleep?"

Liu Yiming replied: "Class is full tomorrow. I have to go to bed early."

"Okay. Good night."

"That's good night? It's not yet eleven o'clock."

Lin Zhixi expressed her helplessness: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Sleep at eleven."

"Then we can chat for 13 minutes."

Liu Yiming continued to argue with him about the "spiritual guy".

Then, how did 13 minutes pass so quickly!

"Good night. See you tomorrow." Lin Zhixi was speechless by Liu Yiming's more crooked rationale, and ended the chat directly.

"Okay." Liu Yiming was very happy, but reluctant, "Good night."

Just as Liu Yiming was about to turn off his phone and close his eyes to sleep, two messages from Lin Zhixi suddenly popped up:

"I don't want you to be unhappy."

"I hope you are happy with me."

Liu Yiming stared at those two words, and suddenly his face blushed again, the drumbeat sounded again, and thousands of emotions surged in his heart—why did he say this before going to bed?It made people so excited, how could they fall asleep!

"Yeah. You too." He pressed the "send" button with trembling fingers.