Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

In the winter snow, the peach blossoms of spring bloomed first, with a shy yet vibrant beauty.

Liu Sang felt his cheeks burning; he knew he must look incredibly pathetic.

so....

Was it because of the behavior of your fellow card players that you were angry?

Or is he ashamed because of the girl he once spoke ill of, and she protected him?

Maybe there are.

But what truly unsettled him were some more subtle and difficult-to-explain thoughts.

This feeling was so foreign to him.

His father's indifference and his stepmother's sarcasm since childhood have made him never believe in feelings. He thinks that feelings are a burden, they can't fill your stomach, so what's the point of talking about them?

The accident burned down his home and also destroyed his escape route, leaving him alone in this world, with no ties and no worries.

The people he met as an adult were just passersby; he never invested much emotion in them. In other words, he had never loved anyone.

He originally thought he would never be associated with the words "like" or "love" in his life.

He was wrong.

He clearly fell in love with Shen Mingchao at first sight.

This is outrageous, yet it's true.

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about? The meat's already on the grill, hurry up and grill it!"

Shen Mingchao found it strange.

She thought this person was shy and a little embarrassed.

So she started the conversation by asking if the other person had eaten lunch and, if not, what they wanted to eat.

Liu Sang replied to her: Either way is fine.

Since that's what the other party said, she went straight to a nearby barbecue restaurant with excellent reviews.

As a result, this person, for some unknown reason, started to act like his idol, becoming a silent type and constantly daydreaming.

What's even stranger is that after she said that, Liu Sang came to his senses, picked up the tongs, and started grilling meat. He then gave her all the cooked meat, and kept the slightly burnt pieces for himself.

The sudden shift from a toxic fan to a sweet fan made Shen Mingchao somewhat uneasy. However, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Shen Mingchao took out the prepared ingredients from his bag and placed them on the table one by one.

"This is a keychain featuring a chibi version of my idol, and there's also a cotton doll. I had someone specially draw them for me. I showed them to my idol, and he approved."

"And this is a card holder with a small card signed by my idol inside. I told him it was for someone who likes him, and he signed it right away."

"Oh, and this too. This is a gift from me as a fellow fan. It's a special tea from Fujian, and a pack of snowflake crisps that I made myself."

Looking at the dazzling array of items on the table, Liu Sang's feelings were complex and hard to describe.

He knew the other person was sincere, but he still couldn't help feeling a sense of trepidation.

Why give him these things?

Their relationship was clearly not very harmonious.

When he browsed Shen Mingchao's exquisite WeChat Moments late at night, he would even feel secretly envious.

Like a despicable little man in a corner that no one cares about.

Liu Sang lowered his eyes in shame, hiding his hands under the table. The fire in the oven had gone out, and it seemed that it was time for them to part ways.

Seeing that beautiful figure get up to leave, he finally couldn't help but anxiously call out, "Wait a moment."

Shen Mingchao stopped in his tracks, puzzled, and turned to ask him, "What's wrong? I'm going to get some free ice cream, do you want some too?"

Liu Sang: ......

A person's subconscious behavior is most likely to reveal their true thoughts.

"Huh? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Fearing that Shen Mingchao might become suspicious, Liu Sang quickly nodded.

"Okay." Shen Mingchao then asked, "What flavor do you want? I saw they had taro, mango, strawberry..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Sang interrupted him, saying, "Anything is fine, take whatever you like."

Shen Mingchao blinked, inwardly thinking: This guy really has two faces; he's a bit too easy to talk to offline.

When she returned with the ice cream and sat down, Liu Sang said, "I just paid the bill."

"Okay, how much? I'll pay you." Shen Mingchao took out his phone and just opened the WeChat interface when a bowl slammed heavily onto the table on the other end.

She was startled and looked up to see the young man's eyes filled with hostility, his tone somewhat sharp: "When you're with your idols, do they also let you take the A grade?"

She didn't know what was wrong with Liu Sang, but she still thought for a moment, waved her hand, and said helplessly, "No, I offered them, but they didn't want them."

Upon hearing this, Liu Sang sneered and retorted, "Just because they don't want it, does that mean I should?"

kindness??

Why does that sound a little strange?

Shen Mingchao inexplicably thought of a man who always exuded gentlemanly charm. She guessed that this group of people probably felt that it would be beneath them to let a woman pay.

Thinking this way, she didn't insist, only saying that she would send more supplies and snacks when she had time in the future.

After finishing their meal, it was time for the two to part ways.

Shen Mingchao stood at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant, pointed to the sign that read "I miss you so much in Beijing," and said to Liu Sang, "Hey, let's take a picture together."

Liu Sang gladly accepted.

After the filming was finished, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He glanced behind them and saw a person who was wrapped up tightly. Strangely, he couldn't hear the person's heartbeat.

Is it because I was born with a heart condition that my heartbeat is weak?

The question was quickly dismissed by Liu Sang, who did not delve into it further and instead bid farewell to Shen Mingchao.

"It's still a pleasure to meet you. I was thinking of taking you around Panjiayuan, but there's something I can't refuse."

Liu Sang now regrets it. He didn't take the face-to-face meeting seriously, so he accepted the job early. The other party had already paid the deposit, but he didn't go, which would ruin his reputation.

"but....."

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Sang finally asked, "I'd like to go to Yucun after I'm done with my work, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingchao couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing how powerful the influence of idols truly is.

She nodded and welcomed it.

"Then it's settled. See you later." Liu Sang rarely showed a smile, and walked briskly into the crowd.

After confirming that the other party had gone far away, Shen Mingchao slowly walked over to the thief who stole the takeout... oh no, I mean Wang Can.

"He's more perceptive than I thought."

Wang Can ate the ice cream Shen Mingchao had just given him and nodded. He had indeed noticed Liu Sang's gaze.

Shen Mingchao then showed his phone to Wang Can: "I'll print out this first photo of the two of you together for you."

"Thank you." Wang Can lowered his eyes. The girl in the photo was smiling brightly, Liu Sang had a faint smile on his lips, and he was in the corner, like a passerby who had accidentally wandered in.

He thought to himself: No, this should be the first photo of the three of them together.