She walked into the kitchen slowly. She was the only one in the house, so she just ordered some noodles to eat.

Just as she was about to open the refrigerator door, she saw the sticky note on it - there were small wontons on the second shelf above the refrigerator, and she cooked them herself when she woke up.

Jiang Shu took a quick look and knew it was his craftsmanship.

Cheng Xiyu has a little habit of making wontons that even he himself doesn't know about.

He would always subconsciously pinch the wonton wrappers without fillings after wrapping them, leaving a small, less obvious dent.

Cheng Xiyu is usually very busy, and she didn't come to the Central Mansion very often before. She only moved in in recent months, but she seems to have remembered many of his little habits.

For some reason, Jiang Shu suddenly remembered the day he made wontons for the first time——

It was a New Year's Day last year. It was snowing heavily. Jiang Shu had just completed a project with her teacher. When she returned to the Central Mansion, she discovered that Cheng Xiyu was here.

He was sitting in the darkness, his eyes were cold, his whole body was silent, and he had no expression when he raised his eyes to look at her.

Jiang Shu asked him what he wanted to eat. He looked a little stunned. After a while, she asked in a nonchalant tone: "What should I eat on New Year's Day? Dumplings?"

She looked at him with a strange expression, and Cheng Xiyu's eyes became even colder. Just when he wanted to say "whatever" -

Jiang Shu said in a low voice: "I'm not very good at making dumplings, can I make wontons?"

Cheng Xiyu: "...Okay."

Her wontons were actually not very well wrapped. Cheng Xi looked at them for a while and then tried one. Surprisingly, the wontons were pretty good. After wrapping a few more, they were much more decent than hers.

………………………

She thought she had almost forgotten it, but now that she thought about it, she could clearly remember how many bags he had packed that day.

It was the first time in three years that she had wontons.

It was made by Cheng Xiyu.

Jiang Shu boiled water and put the small and delicate wontons in one by one. She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a half-circle of shadow on her eyelids.

The wontons were delicious. Jiang Shu was full after finishing the last one. After clearing away the dishes, she went to her room for a live broadcast.

………

At the same time, Bai Shuxi of the Bai family looked at his sister with an unhappy expression.

Bai Yiyi is very afraid of this eldest brother. The two grew up together, and no one knows her eldest brother's character better than she does.

He looks gentle and humble on the surface, but is actually very cold and cold.

"Brother, you just came back. Why are you looking at me like this if you don't go back to your room to rest?" Bai Yiyi muttered with some complaints.

Bai Shuxi: "Did you ask Mo Qian to do it?"

When "Zhang Sanju" was auctioned for the last time that year, he was also present. Naturally, he knew that the Mo family finally got this famous painting. Now that Big B can take out this painting to participate in the competition, who will believe it if it has nothing to do with Mo Qian?

The mayor's son has liked Yiyi for so many years, so he really has to suspect that this matter has something to do with Bai Yiyi.

"..." She glanced at her eldest brother with a guilty conscience, and her voice was much lower when she spoke again: "...What's the matter?"

"Don't play dumb with me."

Bai Yiyi: "I didn't ask Mo Qian to do anything, I just said... that she is very powerful, and I really want to meet her..." Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, and in the end it was almost hard to hear.

Bai Shuxi: "…………" Alas.

"Yiyi, he is not suitable for you."

Hearing this, Bai Yiyi suddenly became anxious——

"Why! Ayu also likes me. In the past... I used to be too pretentious and didn't care about his feelings." She paused for a while and continued: "Now that I'm back, she's just a fake. Brother, look.

Won't you come out? She is just my substitute, the person Ayu really loves is me!"

"…………"

Really? Does Cheng Xiyu still only regard her as a substitute? He felt a little confused.

Men know men best.

Cheng Xiyu is indeed very kind to Yiyi, but that is not love, at least not the love between a man and a woman.

But Yiyi is different, she really loves Cheng Xiyu.

"If you want to reconcile with Cheng Xiyu, you can go directly to him and tell him, but" his tone became darker: "Don't touch Jiang Shu."

If Cheng Xiyu really falls in love with Jiang Shu, and if Yiyi commits suicide to touch her, Cheng Xiyu may not miss his old love.

Bai Yiyi: "Brother, have you fallen in love with her? - I know she is your junior sister." She lowered her head and said expressionlessly.

"…………"

"Don't worry, what am I going to do with her? She's a fake, I really don't bother arguing with her."

After saying that, without waiting for Bai Shuxi to say anything else, she took her cell phone and returned to the room.

Bai Shuxi: "..." I hope so.

……………

The dusk outside the window is dim and the scenery is hazy. I used to think that it was rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, but now I find that it often rains continuously in Nanshi in late autumn.

Jiang Shu sat behind the desk, stretched out her hand and slowly opened a window in front of her, letting the cool autumn wind carry the scent of osmanthus in,

The wind picked up and blew the half-read books on the table——

"get away"

Jiang Shu took out the golden bookmark and pressed it down on the constantly turning book, stopping at the page she had just read——

There are light markings on the page, and a black pen drew a straight line under a line of text——

Are we running away or escaping throughout our lives?

There was no light in the study room, so Jiang Shu lit a small chandelier. The flames in the glass bottle were not blown around by the wind. Only the green bamboo leaves on the window frame swayed slightly, leaving some shadows on the wall.

It is covered with bamboo and cypress shadows.

Jiang Shu read a few more pages and felt her eyes were a little sore before she could put down the book.

The sky outside the wooden window changed from bright to twilight, then from twilight to misty and slightly blue.

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