happy seven years

"What? What do you mean? Ah Yan, what are you talking about?" Riemann opened his eyes wide and pretended to be innocent.

Yin Huaiyan didn't answer, but turned to the food on the table, and then to Riemann.

Riemann twitched the corner of his mouth, "Ayan, what's the problem with this rice and soup?"

Seeing that she still wanted to play dumb, Yin Huaiyan had no choice but to ask, "What do you think?"

Riemann's scalp was numb from Yin Huaiyan's eyes.

She sat down, pretended to be calm, took a spoonful of rice, chewed and swallowed it.

"No problem, it's delicious."

"Ayan, do you still have to catch up on the draft? Eat quickly, and rest for a while before you get busy."

"Drink the egg drop soup while it's hot, otherwise it will be fishy."

Yin Huaiyan's eyes sank, and Riemann's words overlapped with the picture in her memory.

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"Drink the egg drop soup while it's hot, otherwise it will be fishy." Liman held a large bowl and placed the steaming hot soup in front of Yin Huaiyan.

"This is the egg I bought from the old lady at the entrance of the market. She said that it is the egg from the chickens raised at home. It is very nutritious. Drinking it with hot water is best for your weak constitution. I added some salt to taste. It’s just right. Ah Yan, drink it quickly.”

At that time, Yin Huaiyan had just had an illness, and her words were all empty. She asked Riemann: "What about you?"

Riemann took another small bowl from the table as if by magic, which contained the same egg drop soup as Yin Huaiyan's, but with a few more chopped green onions, "Of course I have it too."

"This one has green onions, you can't grab it from me."

Yin Huaiyan smiled and had no choice but to take the big bowl and drink it.

Probably because of the farm eggs, the hot soup did not have any fishy smell, and it was rare for Riemann not to put too much salt. The saltiness was suitable, which aroused Yin Huaiyan's appetite a lot.

Rieman waited until Yin Huaiyan was almost done drinking before picking up his own bowl and starting to drink.

Yin Huaiyan looked at her quietly, pretending not to notice Riemann's frowning.

Later, when Riemann went to serve fried rice, Yin Huaiyan took a sip of Riemann's soup, which was so salty that she almost coughed.

The carefree Riemann always does things that don't seem to match her personality.

But Yin Huaiyan discovered it every time, but never exposed it.

Just because she knew that it was her Manman who didn't want her to find out.

She is willing to keep those little secrets, so that Riemann can feel at ease and happy.

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Now Riemann, the soup should not be so salty.

Yin Huaiyan thought of those in the morning, the dishes were exquisitely arranged, and every food tasted delicious.

It seems that there will be no ingredients that can make it hard for her.

But this person just wanted to make olive vegetable fried rice and egg drop soup.

Both are filled with so many memories.

Yin Huaiyan didn't answer Riemann, she took a sip of the soup, but the taste didn't change.

She went to eat fried rice with olives and vegetables again, and it was almost the same as before.

Something stuck in his throat, Yin Huaiyan could not speak.

She had no choice but to lower her head and take a mouthful of rice and soup, eating seriously.

And silently let the memories of the past continue to appear in my mind like a revolving lantern.

These images seemed to remind her at the same time that it was useless to escape for three years.

Each thoughtfully finished the meal.

Riemann guessed what Yin Huaiyan was thinking at this time, wanted to strike up a conversation, but hesitated.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Riemann's words came to his lips, and at this moment he had to swallow and repeat.

"I'll open the door. After you finish eating, put the bowl away. I'll wash it."

Riemann seldom visits at ordinary times, except that Luo Ran will come to remind the manuscript when no one can be found when the deadline is approaching, and almost no one comes back at other times.

Now someone is knocking on the door, and Riemann doesn't know who it will be.

With doubts, she opened the door slowly.

Walking to the cat's eye and looking out, Riemann's expression suddenly became uneasy.

Tan Sissy is here.

I came alone.

She still had two big bags in her hand.

Needless to say, Riemann also knew that the address must have been given by his family.

She got more headaches.

Riemann really didn't want to develop with Tan Sissi.

Yesterday's dinner was just to thank that book.

If she hadn't met Luo Ran and Yin Huaiyan during the meal, she might have made it clear to Tan Qianqian while she was half drunk.

Once I met Yin Huaiyan, I forgot everything and everything was messed up.

But right now, people are at the door, so it's really unreasonable not to invite them in.

While Riemann was dawdling, the doorbell rang twice again.

She had to open the door.

"Manman, excuse me! I just texted and called you, but you didn't answer, so I had to follow the address my aunt gave to find you."

Tan Qianqian explained with a smile that she was still dressed casually, with a touch of peach makeup, she looked youthful and energetic.

Only then did Riemann remember that he had just thrown his cell phone in the study.

"Sorry, my phone is silent and charging, so I didn't notice it."

"It's okay, how were you last night? I'm worried that you're having a hangover, so I just wanted to come and see you."

"I happened to get up early in the morning, so I made a sobering and refreshing soup by the way, and I brought it with me. Also, here are the fruits that my mother and her friends picked a few days ago. She said that I would bring them to you to taste."

Riemann was a little confused by Tan Sissi's series of words.

"Ah thank you."

Everyone has said that, it seems that not to be invited into the house... It doesn't make sense.

Riemann had no choice but to take the things in Tan Sissi's hands and said, "Come in and have a seat."

"Okay." Tan Qianqian replied with a smile.

Riemann closed the door, glanced at the shoe cabinet, and finally exchanged a pair of disposable slippers for Tan Qianqian.

She pretended not to see Tan Sissi's unnatural expression at that moment, and she didn't explain it.

I am used to living alone, and Riemann does not have the habit of keeping a lot of spare parts. Yin Huaiyan's pair is the only pair.

Riemann originally thought about how Sissy would explain seeing Yin Huaiyan here later.

But looking around, the whole living room was empty, only the room where Yin Huaiyan lived, and the door was closed.

That's okay, Ah Yan is still so considerate.

Avoid embarrassing situations.

But Riemann looked at the door, and his heart was a little blocked.

She put the things that Tan Sici brought on the sideboard, did not open the soup, but took out the fruit, washed it, and put it on the fruit plate.

"You, what do you want to drink? Coffee, milk, tea, juice, or tea, it's fine." Riemann originally wanted to ask someone to talk about Miss Tan, but subconsciously, he still felt that it was inappropriate, and he didn't want to call her name directly to appear too intimate, so he simply omitted it. call.

"Is there milk tea?" Tan Qianqian turned her head, her eyes lit up.

"Well, then I'll make you a drink, and you sit down first."

Probably it is hard for girls to resist milk tea.

Riemann thought to himself, Ah Yan used to occasionally want to drink milk tea, and I don't know if her taste has changed over the years.

Thinking of the people in the guest room, when Riemann mixed the milk tea, he adjusted Yin Huaiyan's favorite flavor.

The tea is stronger and less sweet.

In non-special times, be sure to add a few ice cubes.

Finally, put a pack of small mochi specially prepared for milk tea, plug in a straw, and it's done.

Riemann first took a glass to Sissy Tan in the living room.

"Wait for me for a while, I... have a guest here, I'll give her a drink too."

"Huh? Are there any guests? Will I disturb you?"

Riemann shook his head.

Tan Qianqian just took the milk tea, stirred it and took a sip, with surprise in her eyes.

"Manman, the milk tea you make is so good! It's even better than the ones I've had in milk tea shops."

"Really? As long as you like it."

"Well, you can send it to her first, and I will sit here by myself for a while."

Liman breathed a sigh of relief, held the milk tea cup, and knocked on the door of Yin Huaiyan's room.

There was no response from the door.

Riemann was very upset.

A few seconds later, the door opened a crack.

Riemann hurried into the house and closed the door again.

It seemed as if she was afraid that the people in the room would be seen by Tan Qianqian.

Yin Huaiyan stood by the side after opening the door, and stood face to face with Riemann at this time.

Riemann looked into her eyes and summoned up his courage to ask, "Ayan, do you want milk tea?"

Yin Huaiyan actually wanted to refuse, but she was a little hesitant when she smelled the faint fragrance.

Riemann wanted to say, I adjusted this according to the taste you liked in the past, but she was not confident whether Yin Huaiyan still liked this taste.

Just like since the reunion, Riemann was overwhelmed by Yin Huaiyan's words several times.

"Don't you need to accompany your blind date?"

"Oh, this milk tea is what she wants to drink, right? So she made a cup for me by the way?"

After Yin Huaiyan finished speaking, she regretted it.

I regret it so much.

Because after hearing this, Riemann quickly laughed like a flower.

"What are you doing with that expression?" Yin Huaiyan backed away slightly.

Riemann is more than just smiling.

She also became a flower in her heart.

Isn't the reason why Ah Yan said that because she still pretends to be herself in her heart!

"Ayan, are you jealous?" Riemann couldn't hide his words, and blurted out what was in his heart.

In exchange, it was Yin Huaiyan who became angry from embarrassment, almost snatched the milk tea cup, and then drove them out.

"Riemann, you are less narcissistic."

Yin Huaiyan is so angry and funny, why Riemann can always write his mood on his face forever, showing his eyes clearly.

"Ayan, when I mixed this cup of milk tea, the person I was thinking of was you."

"I don't know why my mother gave her my address and asked her to come to my door. I can't drive her out, can I?"

"If her appearance makes you unhappy, I will try to send her away as soon as possible, okay?"

Unexpectedly, the more Riemann explained, the darker Yin Huaiyan's face became.

Riemann realized later, and then remembered that these words of his had precisely stepped on Yin Huaiyan's sore spot.