What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Jiang Jian looked at the boy in front of him, stood up politely and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Jiang Jian."

Guan Jia looked at the slender hand in front of him and didn't say anything, just reached out and shook it lightly, but didn't let go quickly.

After Jiang Jian held Guan Jia's hand, he realized that his hand was very white, like porcelain. If you look carefully, you can see the blue blood vessels inside, as if a layer of frost had formed on it, although Jiang Jian's face did not show. There was nothing unusual, but Guan Jia's cold hand made her heart tremble.

Jiang Jian frowned indiscriminately and wanted to let go, but Guan Jia clenched it tightly and then slowly let go. Then he tilted his head and smiled embarrassedly at Jiang Jian.

After the two sat down, they were speechless to each other. Jiang Jian turned his head to look at the two people who had been following Guan Jia and kept their heads down. Guan Jia leaned on the sofa and followed his movements.

Those two people trembled unconsciously, and silently withdrew from their sight.

Although Jiang Jian felt a little strange, she didn't ask any further questions. She took the menu on the table and handed it to Guan Jia, "Would you like something to drink?"

Guan Jia lowered her head, took the menu and flipped through it page by page, but she didn't say a single thing she wanted to drink after reading the whole menu.

Seeing him sitting there silently, Jiang Jian first broke the silence and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Only then did Guan Jia slowly raise her head, looking straight at him with dark eyes and whispering: "Thirsty."

Jiang Jian thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that Guan Jia liked to drink coffee in the information, then rang the service bell, and then asked, "Then can I choose one for you?"

Guan Jia nodded and said softly, "Thank you."

When the waiter came, Jiang Jian ordered a cup of freshly ground coffee for Guan Jia. Guan Jia's silence didn't seem to affect Jiang Jian. He took a sip of lemon tea and slowly rubbed his fingers against the cup. But after all, the age difference between the two people is there.

He tried his best to look more friendly, and said to Guan Jia in a slow voice: "Relax, you don't have to be so nervous, and you don't have to take this as a blind date, just treat me as a big brother and make friends."

Jiang Jian's voice was very gentle, so deep that people were attracted to it unconsciously. Guan Jia pursed her lips and looked at Jiang Jian cautiously. Jiang Jian noticed his gaze and smiled gently at him.

This smile made Guan Jia look a little more relaxed, and the corners of his pursed mouth slightly lifted up. Jiang Jian watched him reach for the coffee cup on the table, his nose moved slightly, and his originally frowning brows relaxed. , I couldn't help chuckling in my heart, it seems that I really like drinking coffee.

Guan Jia took a small sip, but his expressionless face changed in an instant. Jiang Jian saw that he raised his head abruptly as if he was about to open his mouth to say something, but he was choked again. The whole person began to cough violently, and the coffee cup fell directly to the ground.

Jiang Jian immediately took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him, then got up and sat next to Guan Jia, stretched out his hand and patted his back slowly while calming his emotions, and asked the waiter to pour a glass of warm water and put it on the table .

Guan Jia coughed non-stop, his little face was flushed, he held Jiang Jian's handkerchief to cover his mouth, followed by pats to soothe him, and then secretly pushed Jiang Jian away with a gentle push of his elbow some.

He lowered his head, his fine hair covering his face.

Jiang Jian didn't pay attention to his actions, just took it as a shy child, took warm water from the table and put it in his hands, and asked the waiter to clean up the water stains and broken tiles on the floor.

Guan Jia watched him thank the waiter, stared at the cup in his hand for a while, and took a sip. When he looked up again, the flush on his face hadn't subsided, and his round eyes were faintly glinting. Jiang Jian was taken aback.

Seeing him as if he was a little nervous, Guan Jia clasped the cup with his fingers, and said hesitantly, "I'm sorry to trouble you." Looking at the handkerchief in his hand that was soiled by him, he bit his lower lip and said: "This, I'll return it to you after I wash it."

Jiang Jian noticed his nervousness, looked away and nodded at him: "It's okay, you can keep this, but few people use handkerchiefs now."

"Do you like to drink this?" Guan Jia didn't say whether to stay or not, but just glanced at the topic.

Jiang Jian raised her chin towards the lemon tea on the table and explained: "I don't like it, it's too bitter. I thought that people of your age would prefer to drink coffee."

Guan Jia looked at his cup of lemon tea with small bubbles and didn't speak. After a while, he whispered: "I don't like to drink bitter things."

Jiang Jian's mobile phone light flashed, and he quickly checked the time. Unexpectedly, it was almost time for dinner in just a short while, so he asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Guan Jia shook her head and was about to refuse. Unexpectedly, her stomach yelled a few times as if she wanted to grab her attention. Suddenly, her face flushed red. If she wanted to refuse, she would just get stuck in her throat.

Jiang Jian laughed, got up first, took the bill, and was about to go to the cashier. Seeing that there seemed to be some people queuing up to check out, she said, "My car is at the door, follow me."

Guan Jia didn't know what he was going to do, so she got up and walked behind him.

Jiang Jian slowed down, and from the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth as she watched the child follow behind with a blushing face.

I thought,

Very nice.