"I can't ~ ~"
"Why?" Wang Quan was heartbroken. "I can still eat my last meal before I go to the execution ground! I can't even order a sturgeon? "
"Because ~ I ~ don't ~ like ~ it ~" Miss An in black cheongsam closed her folding fan and tapped her lips. She even closed her right eye playfully. "Mr. Wang ~ I said that you want to please me, so you have to do it according to my preferences ~ I don't like sturgeon ~ ~"
Her tone became even more frivolous than before.
I'm about to die, and you still want me to listen to you? Wang Quan smiled faintly and decided to show the last bit of a man's toughness.
"Fine, you're the boss, you have the final say. I'll listen to you."
It wasn't that he was a coward, but he didn't like sturgeon either.
Miss An in red cheongsam clapped her hands. Soon, a group of people wearing different clothes, but all with Miss An's face, came up with plates.
Braised pork ribs, stewed beef brisket with potato, spicy chicken, mapo tofu, black pepper sizzling beef, steamed sea bass, green pepper scrambled eggs, braised prawns, peony and bird's nest soup.
A total of eight dishes and one soup.
Wang Quan was silent.
Miss An in black cheongsam put her palms together in anticipation. "Mr. Wang, don't you want to try? These are all my proudest creations, and they're all my favorite dishes ~ ~ "
Wang Quan raised his head and frowned. "Miss An, have we … met before? Before I came to Shanghai. "
"Nope ~ ~"
"Then how do you know these are my favorite dishes?"
"Mmm ~ ~" Miss An covered her lips with her folding fan. Her eyes were curved. "If you go along with me like this, I'll take it seriously ~ ~"
Wang Quan didn't explain. He just picked up his chopsticks and spoon and ate silently.
This time, he wasn't going along with her for the so-called blind date, nor was he trying to please her to survive.
He was telling the truth.
These eight dishes and one soup were all things he was tired of eating.
His mother would usually choose two or three of these dishes to cook at noon every day.
After a long time, he wanted to vomit.
He even joked with his mother that there were only these few dishes every day and she shouldn't ask "what to eat today". There were no new dishes anyway.
He thought these were the dishes he hated the most.
But after his parents passed away, whether he ordered these dishes with friends or colleagues, or tried to cook them himself, they didn't taste the same.
But today … he found the taste that was no longer clear in his memory.
"How is it?"
Miss An, who was wearing a black cheongsam, rested her chin on her hand. Her eyes reflected the way he ate.
"It's delicious." Wang Quan raised his head, his eyes filled with sincerity. "It's as good as my mom's."
After a pause, he said in a low voice, "Anyway, thank you."
It was useless to cry. Time could dilute many things.
It was just that for a moment, he felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy, and perhaps even touched.
Anyway, Wang Wang felt. Wang Wang.
Wang Wang Wang Wang Chen
Not. Chen. Miss. Wang Wang Miss An's.
Wang Quan didn't want to find out anymore.
It didn't matter whether she had checked his memory or not.
He just had to serve these two "rich women" well and wait for them to deal with him.
They didn't even need to deal with him. As long as he stayed in Sorcery City, he would be mentally polluted. In a few days, he would become a crazy zombie like Feng Lang.
If he could leave Shanghai … that would be even better. He could just die right away and not even leave a complete corpse.
Wang Quan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue. He looked up and said, "What do you want me to do next?"
Eight dishes and one soup. Miss An didn't eat, so he didn't have much appetite.
It was enough to taste it and recall the past.
People had to look forward. People who were bound by the past couldn't move forward.
"Then … let's dance ~ ~" Miss An, who was wearing a black qipao, reached out her hand.
Wang Quan took the opportunity to hold her hand and followed her to the empty space in the hall.
"I'm just a rough guy. I went to school and then ran around to make a living. I've never danced. Please forgive me if I make a fool of myself."
"It's my first time too." Miss An held Wang Quan's right hand with her left hand. She put her right hand on Wang Quan's left shoulder. She whispered in his ear,
"Mr. Wang, these few days are the happiest days in my five billion years of consciousness. Will you forget me when you go back? "
"If you're really willing to let me go." Wang Quan said helplessly, "It'll be hard for me to forget you."
He had been living in fear for the past few days …
And five billion years …
The earth in his world was born 4.6 billion years ago. Miss An was at least five billion years old …
This "rich woman" was really old.
"It's better to forget about it." Miss An squinted her eyes. She had a playful sense of contrast. "After all, these are the happiest days of my life. But they're the most stressful days for you. Look, your spirit has already collapsed. "
"Indeed, although I look normal now, I can feel it myself after you woke me up. In the past, if I encountered something I couldn't stand, I would weigh the pros and cons and endure it. Now, maybe I'll just charge straight up. "
Wang Quan said self-deprecatingly, "Life doesn't go your way. What if I, a lunatic, go back and see something I don't like and kill indiscriminately? By then, I'll be finished. Miss An, you have to take responsibility. "
Miss An nodded. "Don't worry. I'll take responsibility. This restaurant is quite big. Don't leave tonight. "
Wang Quan was shocked. "Didn't you say you won't sleep with me?"
"I have to sleep with you. Otherwise, it won't be perfect." Miss An straightened her body and looked at Wang Quan. "Don't you like my image?"
"I like it. It can be said that my favorite parts are all concentrated on you, Miss An." Wang Quan looked her up and down. "Your hair is long and straight to your waist. You're over 1.7 meters tall, and your curves are perfect. You have a slim waist and long legs. Your looks are beyond my imagination. I really can't find a girl more perfect than you."
"That's good." Miss An said happily. "I'm also very satisfied."
After the song ended, Miss An let go of his hand and stepped aside. "There's another me, Mr. Wang. Don't step on me this time."
Wang Quan smiled and nodded.
Soon, another song started. Wang Quan held Miss An's hand and continued the dance without an audience.
After dancing for more than a minute, Miss An in the red qipao suddenly said, "Do you have a lot of things to ask me?"
"Yes." Wang Quan nodded. "I can't see through Miss An. Are you two the same person? I always feel that you two have different personalities. She gave me the feeling that she was the perfect image in my mind, in every way. But the feeling you give me is more like … a 'person' with rich emotions. "
"I'm her, but she's not me." Miss An was quite direct. "She created me. She knows everything about me, including my thoughts. I know everything about her, but I can only trace it back to the time she created me 200,000 years ago. "
Miss An looked at Wang Quan with deep meaning. "Don't be so cautious. Many of the things she said to you are lies. But one sentence must be true. 'I won't hurt you.'
"If there is only one person left in the world who treats you well, it must be An Wanying."
Wang Quan was silent for a few seconds. "Which one?"
"Both are the same."
After the song ended, Miss An patted Wang Quan's shoulder. "But this' won't hurt you 'doesn't include kidney deficiency."
Wang Quan's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd. "You really want to sleep with me?"
"Uh-huh ~ ~" Miss An patted Wang Quan's waist and teased. "Good luck ~ ~"
Wang Quan: "…"
"Mr. Wang!"
On the balcony, Miss An, who was dressed in a black cheongsam, waved at them. "Come quickly ~ ~"
Miss An, who was dressed in a red cheongsam, giggled and held Wang Quan's arm as they walked over.
Miss An, who was wearing a black cheongsam, held his other arm and pointed to the sky in the distance. "Mr. Wang, please count to three. From one to three. Get ready."
Wang Quan: "Three!"
Miss An giggled. "I knew it ~ ~"
The next second, the dark sky turned as bright as day.
Countless fireworks bloomed in the sky.
The gorgeous scenery reflected in Wang Quan's eyes.
But he didn't care about it. He just looked at the side of Miss An's face.
He suddenly thought of a primary school student's composition.
"At that moment, the sky became so bright. You were looking at the sky, and I was looking at you."
At such a young age, a primary school student would become a great person in the future.
As if noticing Wang Quan's gaze, Miss An turned around and raised her beautiful eyebrows. "What's the matter, Mr. Wang?"
Wang Quan smacked his lips. "Do you want to sleep with me?"
Miss An's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, revealing two white teeth.
Then she started to look around, but she didn't look at Wang Quan. Even her ears, cheeks, and neck were visibly red.
This had never happened in the past few days.
She stammered. "Mr. Wang … if you don't want to …"
"Not really." Wang Quan interrupted her and said with a smile, "I wasn't prepared at first, but you've brought up the atmosphere to this point …"
Miss An didn't say anything. But she grabbed Wang Quan's hand and ran.
"Where are we going?" Wang Quan couldn't resist her strength. He rolled his eyes as he ran. "It's not easy for us to get the atmosphere right, and I'm suddenly tempted. Miss An, don't be so eager to spoil the atmosphere, okay?"
"No, I'm afraid you can't handle it, Mr. Wang." Miss An didn't even look back. She dragged him and ran faster. "So we have to go to the pharmacy before going back to the An residence. Mr. Wang, you're too weak. You can't handle the two of us together."
A man couldn't say no!
Wang Quan was about to refute when he suddenly realized something. "Two?! What do you mean by two?! "
"What do you think?"
Wang Quan turned around and saw Miss An in a red cheongsam following them.
When she saw Wang Quan looking at her, she licked her lips and waved her hands like she was flapping her wings.
"Double fly ~ ~ ~"
Wang Quan: "…"
She needed to take some medicine.
