Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 512 Hundred-Day Banquet and Birthday Banquet

In addition to the "classic flavor" first introduced by Bai Qingxia, Xia Yiwan Noodles has also added two more flavors, spicy and sour spicy, based on Lu Yuanqiu's suggestion.

Essentially, it's just adding vinegar and chili to retain the classic flavor, which satisfies the needs of most students who both crave the "classic flavor" and enjoy spicy food.

Quite a few girls have already been clamoring for her to make the sour and spicy flavor.

After Aunt Xu reminded her, Bai Qingxia also tried making noodles with other flavors, just like other shops, and put them on the signboard. However, they were only up for a few days and the sales were just average. It wasn't that they were bad, but they paled in comparison to the "classic flavors".

However, in order to diversify the types of noodles, Lu Yuanqiu suggested that she add eggs, sausages, beef slices, etc., according to different price ranges.

Give students more choices, otherwise they will quickly feel bored. After all, even the best food will get boring after a semester of eating it.

"I'd like a spicy and sour one, eat it here," Long Liandong said as she walked to the counter. Her voice was cold and indifferent, the same to everyone.

Bai Qingxia looked up at her, paused for a second, and then nodded silently.

She knew that Long Liandong often bought her noodles, but rarely came to the store. He usually called to have the food delivered to her dormitory. Because of this, Bai Qingxia even remembered Long Liandong's phone number clearly.

She poured a portion of noodles from the plastic bag into the pot, stirred it with chopsticks, and asked, "Would you like anything added?"

"No need." Long Liandong was taking money out of her wallet. Her banknotes were very new, as if they had just been printed.

Bai Qingxia reached out and took the ten yuan from her, and then took out four uncreased one-yuan bills from the money box to give her change.

She continued stirring the noodles, but her gaze couldn't help but drift towards Lu Yuanqiu behind her, where she saw the bag that Long Liandong had placed on the table.

Bai Qingxia had seen many of Long Liandong's bags and remembered what they looked like, such as the one that was currently placed next to Lu Yuanqiu.

The black leather bag was printed with a purple butterfly pattern, and a cute panda doll was hanging on the zipper. It was because of this doll that Bai Qingxia had a deep impression of the bag.

She glanced around Lu Yuanqiu's table again. Many people had left the restaurant; there were clearly many empty tables, and the surfaces were all cleaned…

Bai Qingxia lowered her head, her grip on the chopsticks tightening slightly.

Long Liandong had already walked over and sat in the spot where Zhong Jincheng had just been sitting, which was opposite Lu Yuanqiu. She lowered her head, took out her phone, and looked at it, her behavior very natural.

Zheng Yifeng glanced at Lu Yuanqiu, who was slurping his noodles, then at Long Liandong, who was quietly looking at her phone across from him, before his gaze drifted to Bai Qingxia over at the noodle shop… Bai Qingxia silently lowered her head.

"Five more days."

Long Liandong, who was looking at her phone, seemed to hesitate for a moment before choosing to say those four words.

Lu Yuanqiu wiped his mouth with a tissue, looked up at her, and asked, "Huh?"

Long Liandong put down her phone and stared into his eyes: "Five more days until your 19th birthday."

Lu Yuanqiu looked at her strangely: "How did you know?"

Long Liandong's tone remained indifferent, as if someone owed her money: "You may not remember, but I attended five of your birthday parties when I was a child."

After she finished speaking, she added, "I just found out this holiday that I was actually invited to your 100-day celebration."

"Cough!" Zheng Yifeng choked on a mouthful of noodles.

Making jokes with a poker face... Turns out, the funniest thing is that poker face. Lu Yuanqiu glanced at Zheng Yifeng beside him, also forcing a smile, and asked Long Liandong, "May I ask... how old... are you?"

"Ten months younger than you."

“Then you’ll still be the bottom at my 100-day celebration… cough.” Lu Yuanqiu realized that these three words might be impolite.

Long Liandong remained expressionless: "Yes, my mother had just conceived me at that time. She was invited to a banquet, and although I was still in her belly, it was as if I was also invited."

What adorable logic… Lu Yuanqiu forced a smile.

"These are old photos I found at home during my holiday. They're a group photo from the baby's 100-day celebration. Are your parents in the middle?"

After speaking, Long Liandong handed her phone to Lu Yuanqiu. It seemed that she had been preparing this photo for a while.

Lu Yuanqiu leaned forward for a peek, and sure enough, it was a young couple in the middle of the crowd holding a baby in swaddling clothes. The young couple were the parents from twenty years ago. The mother was so beautiful, and the father was also a man. At this time, Lu Yidong hadn't been reincarnated yet.

A group of people were standing behind my parents taking photos. Although the photos were old, it did not diminish the grandeur of the scene.

Long Liandong took the phone back and continued, "When you were born, the Lu Group had just made a name for itself in the industry. You were the only boy in the family, and many business partners were invited to your 100-day celebration. My grandfather brought my parents and several food brand ambassadors to support you."

Lu Yuanqiu stared at her without saying a word.

It's normal for the Lu family and the Long family to have dealings, but Long Liandong's mention of these things at this moment seems rather subtle, as if she's intentionally trying to bring the two closer.

But this doesn't seem like her personality... Although they haven't spent much time together, Lu Yuanqiu has a pretty good understanding of Long Liandong's personality; she's pure and cold.

Having said so much, Long Liandong's expression became somewhat unnatural. She paused for a moment, lowered her gaze, and eased some of her inner turmoil and embarrassment. The words her grandfather had told her on New Year's Eve echoed in her mind once again.

—The regrets in life are often not because of what we did, but because we had the opportunity to try, but were dragged out by "hesitation" and became "what ifs" in stories. Put aside your pride, Dongdong.

Long Liandong swallowed hard, then paused for a while before continuing:

“Your grandparents loved you very much and held extremely grand birthday parties for you from the age of one to six… I was fortunate enough to be there at the time, so I remember your birthday.”

However, Long Liandong only remembered Lu Yuanqiu's birthday parties when he was five and six years old. She was too young before that, and her memories were very vague.

She still remembers when she was five years old, the star of the party—a little boy with a buzz cut—held a baby at her birthday party and ran up to her and said, "You are Dongdong, and she is Dongdong. Will my Dongdong be as beautiful as you when she grows up?"

Long Lian Dong had been aloof and friendless since childhood, even at the age of five. She didn't answer, but the little boy didn't care. He smiled like a simpleton and ran away with his baby sister in his arms.

At the birthday banquet that day, Long Liandong held onto one of her grandfather's fingers, lost interest in the food on the table, and instead sat in her seat staring at the short-haired little boy in her arms for a very long time.

She never expected that more than a decade would pass in the blink of an eye. Her grandfather had almost forgotten about the Lu family boy, and she had almost forgotten about him too, until one day she saw a video of a basketball game at No. 7 Middle School and was attracted by the confident and flamboyant performance of the boy with the buzz cut on the court.

When she learned his name was Lu Yuanqiu, Long Liandong was in a daze for a very long time.

She couldn't help but think of that almost forgotten phrase from her memory.

"You are Dongdong, and she is Dongdong too. Will my Dongdong be as beautiful as you when she grows up?"

(End of this chapter)