Chapter 30 Sweet and Sour
The old lady is a good-tempered person. She has no airs and is very kind to her grandson and the people she brings back. During dinner, several people sat together around a dining table.
Desserts were served after the meal and everyone had a piece.
Gu Chuan looked at the plate of mousse cake in front of him, and then looked at the old lady.
The old lady smiled and winked mischievously, "Eat it, no one will tell you anything."
When Gu Chuan was very young, he was warned by adults to learn to hide his preferences and not let others catch him in any place where he might be approached for profit.
He's always done well.
On his seventh birthday, he looked straight at the birthday cake, but he couldn't act rashly, risking anyone gossiping about him and his family.
Finally, when everyone had finished the process and sang happy birthday, he stepped forward to cut the cake without any hurry.
His parents asked him to give it to the elders first, and then to the friends who came. He deliberately kept the last piece of cake for himself, decorated with beautiful red strawberries.
When he could touch the last piece of cake, a boy rushed over and snatched it away.
The boy's parents said: "You have already eaten one piece, give this piece of cake back to your brother."
"Does it matter?" The boy grinned, "My cousin doesn't like sweets anyway!"
The four-year-old boy was afraid that someone would snatch the cake away, so he opened his mouth and swallowed a big mouthful. The red strawberry also went into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge.
"Shen Xing, you brat is so rude!"
Gu Chuan's parents laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Gu Chuan doesn't like these little things, so I might as well give them to my cousin."
"No, I have to teach him a lesson!"
Skin monkey Shen Xing jumped up and down, avoiding his mother's hand that wanted to grab him, and the living room suddenly became a chaotic scene again.
The seven-year-old boy stood alone in the crowd, watching the lively scenes around him.
His parents were holding wine glasses and talking to other people. People who came to the birthday party said happy birthday to him, but it was just for the sake of getting familiar with him in front of his parents.
After his friend gave him a birthday gift, he said something like an adult: "Gu Chuan, we are good friends, right? Then can you let your dad and my dad be friends?"
This is his birthday party, but it has nothing to do with him.
The old man who had already left Vanity Fair could see it more clearly than others. Every time he came here, Gu Chuan could get desserts.
Apart from grandma, Gu Chuan had received more sweet and greasy food from another person.
Song Xueyuan said strangely: "Does Gu Chuan also like such a little thing?"
Gu Chuan didn't say anything and tasted the mousse cake. It tasted like more sugar was added on purpose.
Chu Yan actually laughed: "Shen Xing also likes sweets."
"Really?" The old lady was quite surprised, "I thought this brat would like anything edible, but it turns out he also has special preferences for food."
Shen Xing put the strawberries on the cake into Chu Yan's plate. Hearing this, he pretended to complain and said, "Grandma, don't tell me that I seem to be an easy-to-keep animal in front of my girlfriend. , please save some face for me.”
The old lady laughed a few times and teased: "It turns out that you, a little skinny monkey, will also have a face-saving day."
Chu Yan was curious, "Little leather monkey?"
The old lady smiled and said, "Yes, this kid Shen Xing used to climb trees and dig out bird eggs when he was a child. He also fished in the water. He even went to the manor to catch loaches. There was nothing he didn't dare to do. Not to mention it’s a headache.”
The appearance of a chirping little monkey almost appeared in front of Chu Yan's eyes. Starlight flashed in her eyes. She looked at Shen Xing with interest. Shen Xing suddenly had the illusion that he had become a monkey. He quickly said to the old lady: "Okay, grandma, I shouldn't have pulled out the flowers in your garden when I was a child. I apologize to you. Just give it to me in front of Yanyan." Save some face!"
Although the old lady was old, she could see clearly with her eyes. Her eyes flickered between Chu Yan and Shen Xing for a while, and she sighed seriously, "It's true that one thing brings down another."
Song Xueyuan looked at Gu Chuan several times. She wanted to interrupt, but she didn't know what to say.
She knew before that Shen Xing was particularly good at getting into trouble, and now he was also good at attracting the favor of his elders. In contrast, Gu Chuan was much calmer.
Very strange.
Gu Chuan used to really like this sweet and greasy taste, but maybe because many years have passed, the people who make desserts have changed, and he has also changed. When the cake with strawberries enters his mouth, it is not so much. delicious.
He raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes were attracted by the two strawberries close together on Chu Yan's plate.
In my senior year of high school, everyone was nervous.
But his tablemate would always bring a small dessert and put it on the table every now and then, and then push the cake in front of him on the excuse that he couldn't finish it.
After he eliminated the "endless" food for her, there were even more small things in her schoolbag.
Maybe it’s red strawberries, maybe it’s bread with blueberry jam, or maybe it’s a cup of overly sweet soy milk.
He developed so many habits with her, and even had the courage when he was eighteen to walk into a dessert shop for the first time and point to a piece of strawberry mousse.
The clerk said, "Would you like this?"
He blurted out one sentence: "My girlfriend likes this."
She received his little gift and really liked it.
Gu Chuan watched helplessly as Chu Yan ate the strawberry that Shen Xing sent over. His hand holding the spoon involuntarily increased his strength, his body tensed slightly, and his breathing was a bit cold.
There is an indescribable thread-like thing that is weaving a dense network around his heart little by little, tightening his heart little by little, and then, the thing that is sleeping in his heart may be called " All the emotions of "unwillingness" were awakened, but they were trapped in a dense network and could not escape, squeezing every beat of his heart bit by bit.
Chu Yan felt the gaze, and when she raised her eyes, she happened to meet the young man's gaze. She blinked strangely, but smiled politely.
"Yanyan, try this." Shen Xing brought a piece of dark pastry to her mouth, calling her attention back.
Chu Yan took a small bite. It was a bit sour, but not unpalatable. She covered half of her face and asked, "What is this?"
"Sour jujube cake." Shen Xing smiled, as if he had succeeded in a prank, "Grandpa Song picked up the fruits that fell from the wild jujube tree on the mountain behind to make sour jujube cake."
The Grandpa Song he was talking about was the old housekeeper of the house.
Chu Yan asked: "Do you like it?"
Shen Xing said softly: "I like it. I like eating sour food."
Chu Yan frowned and said, "Well, then I will try my best to like you in the future."
Gu Chuan's throat tightened, "Shen Xing."
He suddenly spoke, and everyone looked over.
Shen Xing smiled brightly, "What's wrong, cousin?"
Gu Chuan could confirm that it was a provocation.
Little by little, Shen Xing was erasing the habit that Chu Yan and Gu Chuan had spent seven years building. It was as if Shen Xing was replacing all the traces of Gu Chuan that had existed in Chu Yan's life.