Zhou Yuwen was very skilled in ordering Western food there, and Jiang Ting was watching from the side, full of surprises. She didn't understand why Zhou Yuwen knew about this, but looking at the candlelight dinner in front of her, and the red wine steak, Jiang Ting was really happy.

She asked Zhou Yuwen how he knew so much.

While cutting the steak, Zhou Yuwen replied that he had eaten it twice before.

"It was still very young at that time, maybe Qianqian didn't know."

Jiang Ting listened quietly as Zhou Yuwen told her affairs. Zhou Yuwen said that she might have grown up with Su Qianqian, but to be honest, she was busy with her own things after high school.

"Qianqian's mother is strict with Qianqian and signs up for different cram schools every week. I am born to be a free-range child. I have nothing to do on weekends and sometimes skip classes. At that time, I like to run around and want to experience everything. I secretly saved a sum of money and went to a Western restaurant for a meal, and then went to the city theater to listen to opera. Anyway, it's boring."

Zhou Yuwen took a sip of red wine and said lightly.

Zhou Yuwen said that he likes traveling alone, and likes the feeling of enjoying loneliness alone alone. He took the train to Mount Tai in the middle of the night, and then climbed to Jade Emperor Road to see the churning sea of ​​clouds and the rising sun.

That feeling is really beautiful.

Jiang Ting held her chin with her hands and listened quietly.

The candlelight swayed on the table, and the fire twitched in Jiang Ting's eyes.

"You eat my portion, I'm ready to cut it." Zhou Yuwen cut the steak and brought it to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting didn't react for a moment. She just cared about listening to Zhou Yuwen and forgot to eat.

"I..." Jiang Ting stammered and wanted to refuse.

"It's okay, just eat mine. I've been here once before. The steak tastes good, but I don't know if it suits your taste." Zhou Yuwen said lightly.

It was the first time Jiang Ting was treated so subtly by others that she didn't know what to say, so she could only pick up the wine glass and drink some red wine to hide the throbbing in her heart.

The two chatted a lot this night. The girl Jiang Ting was actually very boring. Ordinary boys may not be able to accept her words. She would talk about Balzac, Marquez, and then Stendhal. She said that Zhou Yuwen was a Julian character.

Zhou Yuwen smiled and said, "If you go to the guillotine, will you hold your head like Queen Margaret?"

Jiang Ting laughed loudly, and the two of them had a good time talking.

Jiang Ting completely let go. She drank some red wine and started talking about her childhood with Zhou Yuwen. She was not happy in childhood. Her father was a scheming person. Not only did she learn her job, but she also learned violin, piano, and dance messy things.

The most important thing is that Jiang Ting's father restricted Jiang Ting's social interactions. He felt that those people were all making friends with their daughters for purpose, so Jiang Ting's father was unwilling to let his daughter interact with others in school.

Jiang Ting's childhood, when she recalled, she seemed to be in class during the day, and was picked up by a driver after class and sent to learn violin or dance.

Sometimes she really envies the children playing in the sand outside the car window.

"Zhou Yuwen, I really envy you. I think your father must be a very open-minded person." Jiang Ting looked at Zhou Yuwen and said with envy.

Zhou Yuwen smiled, cut a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it gracefully, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and under Jiang Ting's admiring gaze.
Chapter completed!