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Xia Wanyu thought she didn't hear clearly, so she asked curiously, "What dinner did you say?"

The person outside raised his voice a few notches and said loudly, "Boss Jing prepared this loving dinner for you. He made it himself. Please accept it."

Xia Wanyu heard it clearly this time, and became angry again at the high-decibel voice of the person outside. She shouted loudly through the door: "Stop yelling!"

The person outside moved closer to the door, lowered his voice, and said, "Miss Xia, please open the door and bring in the dinner, okay? We have done our job well."

Xia Wanyu said: "I don't want it, take it back!"

"This..." The person outside stammered, "Miss Xia, we are just errand boys, please don't embarrass us, okay?"

Xia Wanyu was listening inside and thought that was the case, so she said, "Then leave it outside and I'll get it later."

"Okay!" the person outside said, "Then don't forget it."

"Well, I can't."

After Xia Wanyu finished speaking, she heard the sound of pockets outside, followed by footsteps, and then people left one by one.

She returned to the living room and sat there, drinking water silently from the cup, her mind in a daze.

She didn't want to care about that stupid dinner, but her attention was always drawn to it. Curiosity always made her bring the dinner in to see what kind of dinner Jing Yichen, who had never cooked before, would make.

Suddenly, her stomach growled twice, and she suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she was always thinking about that dinner, it turned out that she was hungry. She despised herself in her heart, then opened the door and took the dinner from the shelf in.

Putting it back on the coffee table, Xia Wanyu sat on the sofa, folded his arms and stared at his pocket. He really didn't have the courage to open it. He didn't know what kind of weird dish he would make.

Suddenly, a WeChat message came on the phone, from Jing Yichen.

"Have you eaten yet? Is it delicious?"

Xia Wanyu didn't reply to his message. She put her phone aside, opened the bag, and took out the lunch box, which was still warm.

She opened it and saw a box full of dumplings - the shapes were very strange, with chive leaves stuck to the edges. It was obvious that the dumplings were made by someone who didn't know how to make dumplings.

Xia Wanyu's heart ached and tears instantly filled her eyes.

Memories from many years ago reappeared in my mind.

"What's your favorite food?" Jing Yicheng asked.

"Dumplings, with three fresh fillings." Xia Wanyu bit her tea straw and said quietly, "My mom and dad don't like dumplings, let alone those with three fresh fillings. Every time I want to eat them, I have to beg them for a long time before they are willing to make them for me."

Jing Yicheng frowned, "How can there be such parents?"

He finished, as if recalling his own parents’ behavior, “Well, when I was a kid I wanted a car I liked, but my parents weren’t too keen on buying it for me to play with.”

Xia Wanyu looked at him speechlessly, "Brother, if you are not talking about car models, please shut up."

Jing Yicheng laughed and said, "It's okay. If you want to eat three-fresh dumplings in the future, just tell me and I'll take you to eat."

Xia Wanyu chuckled and said, "I like to eat what's made at home."

Jing Yicheng sneered, "There's still a lot to do. Okay, if you want to eat in the future, I'll pack it for you, as much as you want."

At that moment, Xia Wanyu felt an unprecedented feeling of being pampered, like a family member, like a lover. She felt like a spoiled little princess, and someone would do anything for her no matter what she said.

Later, they still didn't get to eat the dumplings. Jing Yichen got married, she changed, and they became strangers from then on.

But when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she still thinks of the promise he made, and still wonders if she will have the chance to eat the dumplings with three fresh fillings that he made himself in the future?

The memories ended here. She sniffed, picked up the chopsticks, picked up one and put it in her mouth and took a bite. The dumpling skin was a little hard and the dumpling filling was a little salty, but the more she ate, the more delicious it tasted. She thought the dumpling was really fragrant.

She hadn't eaten dumplings with three fresh fillings for a long time. It was like a scar in her heart that she didn't want to touch again.

Jing Yicheng's WeChat message came again. This time it was a voice call. The first sentence he asked was: "Have you eaten yet? Or haven't you opened it yet?"

Xia Wanyu put down her chopsticks, holding the dumplings she hadn't swallowed yet, and said to him, "I'm eating it. It's delicious."

There was a touch of emotion in her voice, "Jing Yicheng, thank you for still remembering."

Jing Yicheng was silent for a moment on the phone, "Xia Wanyu, let me tell you, I have never forgotten anything about you!"

"Are the dumplings delicious?" he asked again.

Xia Wanyu said: "It's really delicious. The more you eat it, the better it tastes."

Jing Yicheng laughed on the phone and said, "Wanyu, I know you are touched, but don't force yourself to lie. I tasted it after cooking it, and it's not as delicious as you said. Stop teasing me."

Xia Wanyu said seriously: "Really, it's delicious. I've already eaten half a box."

Hearing her serious tone, Jing Yicheng began to doubt himself, "Are you serious? Is it really delicious?"

"Why would I lie to you? It smells so good." Xia Wanyu said with a smile, "But next time, practice making dumplings carefully. The shapes are so ugly."

Jing Yicheng also laughed a little embarrassedly, pretending to complain to her: "It's good enough that someone makes dumplings for you, but you still complain about this and that."

"How long did it take to wrap this box? You couldn't have wrapped it just today when you got home." Xia Wanyu asked.

Jing Yicheng thought about it and said, "About a month. I'll make some when I have time and freeze them."

"That's what I was thinking. Why are some very salty and some less salty? I think it's about the same when I think about it."

"There are salty and light flavors. Are they delicious?" Jing Yichen asked.

Xia Wanyu said: "I feel your kindness, so I think everything tastes good."

Jing Yicheng was happy to hear this, "So has my favorability in your heart increased at all?"

"Jing Yicheng, don't spoil the fun by asking such questions at this time." Xia Wanyu avoided answering and wanted to end the conversation. "Thank you for the dumplings today. I've finished eating. I don't want to talk anymore."

"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll make it for you." Jing Yichen asked anxiously.

Xia Wanyu said, "A meal of dumplings will be enough. I won't bother you any more. Don't ask anyone to knock on my door tomorrow morning to deliver breakfast. I have to go to work tomorrow and I want to sleep a little longer."

Jing Yicheng said obediently: "Ah, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wanyu looked at the remaining half box of dumplings, smacked her lips, and planned to save them for eating tomorrow morning.

After she cleaned up, she washed up and went to bed.

She had just woken up. It was past ten o'clock and she was not sleepy yet. She was lying on the bed playing with her cell phone.

Suddenly, Jing Yichen called again. Xia Wanyu looked at it for a moment, then picked up the call for the sake of the dumplings.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Jing Yicheng said, "Nothing. I guess you've finished cleaning up and are lying on the bed. I'll chat with you."

"No, thanks."

"Then can you chat with me?" Jing Yicheng said helplessly, "Just think of it as eating my dumplings, so don't reject me."