The things he experienced in the United States still make him feel depressed when he thinks about them, but he is used to keeping his negative emotions to himself, so he doesn't plan to tell He Ziyu.

"My trip to the United States this time wasn't really for tourism." Jiang Chengyu put down his phone. "Jiang's Group has a project there, and my parents were worried about it, so they insisted on keeping an eye on it themselves. They were also concerned about my safety in Yuecheng alone, so they brought me along."

"I see..." He Ziyu nodded, tore off the plastic film on the plate, arranged it neatly in front of Jiang Chengyu, wiped the teacup clean with a tissue, picked up the teapot, and poured him a cup of hot tea.

Having lived a lifetime, He Ziyu, after his rebirth, was no longer the willful and unruly young master he once was. During the four years he spent with Lan Yuan, he lived a humble life and thus honed his skills in taking care of others.

Unfortunately, his true feelings were misplaced. Lan Yuan never cared about him, and all his efforts over the years were nothing but a joke.

The waiters brought out the dishes the two ordered one after another, until the table was almost overflowing.

He Ziyu was both amused and exasperated.

"There are only two of us, can we finish ordering so much?"

"If you can't finish, just pick what you like to eat, and take the rest home."

He Ziyu observed carefully and found that half of the dishes on the table were spicy and half were not spicy. He had ordered all the spicy dishes, and as for the other half that were not spicy... it was obvious that Jiang Chengyu had insisted on adding them because he was worried that he couldn't handle the spice.

This resulted in the two of them ordering enough food for almost four people, which was clearly impossible for them to finish.

"Here, Brother Yu, have some meat." He Ziyu put a piece of meat on Jiang Chengyu's plate. "You're too thin. You're so thin, it must be uncomfortable to hold you..."

Jiang Chengyu was pondering what to talk about next when he heard He Ziyu's words and his body suddenly froze.

He looked up in surprise, and to his astonishment, what he saw was He Ziyu's handsome face with delicate features and a slight blush.

He Ziyu quickly looked away and cleared his throat: "I... I mean, boys look better with a little bit of meat on their bones."

He didn't know how it happened, but he accidentally blurted out what was on his mind...

Could it be because he held back for two months after his rebirth before finally seeing Jiang Chengyu, and during that time he was constantly overthinking things, which led him to blurt out his "evil" thoughts from the depths of his heart?

Jiang Chengyu felt a tightness in his throat and a flood of thoughts after hearing He Ziyu's words. In addition, the dishes were all spicy, and soon he began to feel hot all over.

Then look at He Ziyu on the other side...

There were plenty of non-spicy dishes on the table, but he insisted on eating the spicy ones. The chili peppers burned his lips until they were glistening and red, and even fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and temples.

Jiang Chengyu gripped his chopsticks, trying to clear his mind, but his heart remained in turmoil.

At fifteen or sixteen, it's the age when love first blossoms, and even the slightest stimulation can make one's mind wander. In addition, Jiang Chengyu already had a crush on He Ziyu, and now He Ziyu's every move seemed to be under a spell, silently stirring his heartstrings.

"No, no, it's too spicy..." He Ziyu was busy fighting the chili peppers and didn't notice Jiang Chengyu's burning gaze at him.

He unscrewed the cap of the soy milk bottle, tilted his head back, and took two big gulps. The cool, silky liquid slid down his throat and into his esophagus, instantly relieving the stinging sensation.

His inability to eat spicy food has not improved at all from his previous life to this life, but he still can't help but want to try it, hoping to use this childish method to get closer to Jiang Chengyu, to like what he likes, and to love what he loves.

"Your lips..." Jiang Chengyu stared at He Ziyu, hesitant to speak, his thin lips pursed unnaturally.

"Um?"

"You have soy milk on the corner of your mouth."

"Oh, really?"

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu quickly stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. Little did he know that this small action would successfully destroy Jiang Chengyu's last line of defense of reason.

He suddenly stood up, his tone somewhat hurried: "Ayu, you eat first, I'm going to the restroom..."

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