Chapter 1: WeChat
Just hearing what Yu's mother said, Yu Mian's first reaction was: Since she has her contact information, why didn't Lin Jianshen tell her about the banquet, instead, he went around and said to Gen Yu's mother?
But soon, Yu Mian knew why.
She flipped through the WeChat contact list, wanting to cry but not crying.
Among the long list of friends, there is no Lin Jianshen's name at all. Maybe the original Yu Mianmian didn't chat with him, and he didn't write his name, so he can't recognize him now.
Yu Mian hesitated for a while between asking her mother and going through the list to distinguish one by one. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and a piece of fragmented memory emerged.
About two months ago, when Yu Mianmian first fell in love with Chu Yan, she got into the fan circle and was popularized about the grievances between Chu Yan and Lin Jianshen. She was so angry that she dragged Lin Jianshen's WeChat account into the blacklist...
Recalling this, Yu Mian wanted to die!
Oh my god, after finally getting an idol's private WeChat account, she was actually blocked! !
No wonder he was so indifferent to her when he met Lin Jianshen before, and this time he asked her to attend the banquet, and he went directly to Yu's mother instead of her. Thinking about Yu Mianmian's bad attitude towards Lin Jianshen because of Chu Yan, Yu Mian felt guilty and distressed.
She remembered that when she first became Yu Mianmian, she flipped through her Weibo and saw a large diss content about Lin Jianshen.
Even though she didn't post these, but she became Yu Mian, which is her unshirkable responsibility. So she felt extremely guilty, and spent a long time flipping through Weibo that day to hide them all.
She will not erase the traces of Yu Mianmian's existence, but she also does not want to let them continue to hurt her idol. She has been an idol for so many years, and others don't love her.
Yu Mian hurriedly clicked on the blacklist, and sure enough, there was an account lying in it. The profile picture was an empty blue sky and white clouds, and the nickname was simply "Lin Jianshen".
Maybe it was Ai Wu Ji Wu, she looked at this wechat and felt that it was extremely clean, just like his people.
She dragged the account out of the blacklist, thinking about how to send a greeting to look cute and respectful.
Facing an idol who has looked up to for many years, no fan can calm down at this time, and Yu Mian is no exception. She struggled for a long time, typing in the dialog box, typing out the words and then deleting them after feeling uncomfortable, but the message was never sent.
Suddenly, the three words "Lin Jianshen" at the top of the page changed to "typing...".
Yu Mian:! !
The beautiful eyes of the girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa suddenly widened, her fair face turned red, and she almost threw the mobile phone in her hand.
Yu Mian caressed her chest, her heart was beating fast, her expression was full of disbelief, and she looked at the phone again, only to see that the words being input had disappeared.
She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had been mistaken.
Before she could calm down, the phone vibrated slightly with a "ding dong", and a white bubble popped out.
Lin Jianshen: Aunt said you agreed, thank you. I'll pick you up at five o'clock in the afternoon.
Yu Mian stared blankly at that line of words, her mind was in a mess. The fact that the idol sent her a wechat blew up her sanity, she thought in a mess, did Lin Jianshen find out that she blocked him before? Did he message her? Will he have a bad impression of her?
After finally calming down a little bit, several minutes had passed before Yu Mian hurriedly replied belatedly.
Yu Mian: This is what I should have done, you are welcome.
Yu Mian: Right, do I need to make any preparations? I heard that this banquet is the birthday of one of your elders, should I bring a gift?
Lin Jianshen: No need.
Maybe because I felt that my tone was too cold, after a while, another message popped up.
Lin Jianshen: You don't have to do anything, just wait for me at home.
Yu Mian's face became even hotter, she felt that her face could be steamed with eggs. Waiting for me at home... Fortunately, she is not a fan of girlfriends, and she restrained herself, otherwise, if it was someone else, she might have passed out from excitement.
Yu Mian: Good(≧▽≦)/
Words can no longer express her mood, only this small expression can express her one ten thousandth happiness.
Excited, Yu Mian had a discussion with the merchant. Originally, the tutoring class was from 2:00 to 5:00 pm on weekends, but it ended early at 4:00 today because she wanted to make desserts.
Yu Mian is very good at making desserts, this seems to be an innate talent, anyway, the desserts she made according to the tutorials on the Internet, even for the first time, they are delicious.
This should be inherited from her mother who died young. Yu Mian's mother was a pastry chef and worked in a dessert shop when she was alive. Yu Mian remembers that when she was a child, there was always a strong aroma of milk and cakes in the house, and her mother often made small cakes for her to eat as snacks.
Then there was an accident, mom and dad were gone, and the sweet smell at home slowly dissipated.
My mother once said that sweetness is the warmest taste, and eating sweets will make people feel happy. Occasionally, when Yu Mian missed her parents, she would make some small desserts to eat, and she would not feel so sad after eating.
Today she is very happy, so happy that she has the idea of making dessert.
Yu's father and Yu's mother are not always at home. They have worked hard all their lives, and when they get old, they prefer to relax and enjoy life. Now they have an appointment with old friends and they don't know where to go.
Yu Mian is the only one in the family, and there is also a businessman who comes to work as a part-time tutor.
Yu Mian ran to the kitchen. Yu's kitchen was huge, and the large refrigerator with four doors was full of abundant ingredients.
The aunt at home was in a hurry: "What are you going to do, miss? The kitchen is dirty. I'll make it for you. Go to the living room to rest?"
Yu Mian shook her head, found glutinous rice flour from the cabinet, and took out a small packet of dried osmanthus petals that she and Yu's mother picked in the osmanthus forest behind the community a few days ago.
"No, let me do it myself, I will do it!"
Yu Mian resolutely drove her aunt away, she was still not used to being served by others, and only left the merchants who insisted on "watching the battle".
The merchant saw her busy like a little ant, rummaging around in the kitchen for kitchen utensils and materials, standing aside with folded arms, and said in a cool tone, "Is this what you said you had to do?"
Yu Mian poured glutinous rice flour into the bowl, smiled embarrassedly, and said softly: "Teacher, I promise just this one time, I'm going to a banquet tonight, I definitely can't eat casually at the banquet, I'll make some first Dessert stuffed my stomach”
The original Yu Mianmian had also attended several banquets. It wasn't that he couldn't eat at the banquets, but most people thought they were rich, and few people would feast on it for the sake of status and style. Moreover, in such an occasion where high-class people gather, most people are expanding their network, and there are really not many people who actually come to the banquet to eat.
It was the first time to attend a banquet, Yu Mian didn't want to embarrass her family and idol.
The merchant gave a noncommittal "hmm", glanced at her and didn't speak, but he didn't leave the kitchen either. He had never heard of Yu Mian being able to make desserts, so he was worried about leaving her alone in the kitchen, so he simply watched from the side.
Yu Mian's dessert skills have already been lighted up. This time, what she is going to make is the thousand-layer sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She skillfully makes it step by step. The final product is a piece of crystal clear square cake. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake has a light yellow transparent The color of the cake is solidified with tiny osmanthus flowers, exuding a strong aroma of osmanthus flowers and desserts.
It looks extremely delicious.
Canshang looked at the girl who was lowering her head and arranging the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
He thought she was just joking around, but he didn't expect to make it. Although he didn't know how it tasted, it looked really good.
"Teacher, would you like to try a piece?" Yu Mian walked over with a plate.
Shenshang lowered his eyebrows and stared at the young girl in front of him. There was still a piece of white glutinous rice flour on her face, her eyebrows were curved when she smiled, and her pupils were clear and beautiful, as if twinkling stars.
She was very happy, this was the first time he saw her smiling so brightly, like a child who didn't know the dangers in the world.
The merchant stared into her eyes for a while, picked up a small silver fork on the plate, poked a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth, the soft cake melted in his mouth, the osmanthus cake was not as sweet as he imagined, slightly sweet There is a light sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in it, which is unexpectedly delicious.
Yu Mian looked at him expectantly: "How does it taste?"
The merchant nodded, "Not bad."
He doesn't have much of a liking for sweets, which is already a high rating. He put down the fork, looked at her again, and finally couldn't help it. He raised his hand to the girl's face, rubbed his fingertips against her soft cheek, and wiped off the unsightly white spot.
Yu Mian raised her head and looked at him dumbfounded.
The merchant said concisely: "You have powder on your face."
Those who learn to paint are always a little obsessive-compulsive, especially the girl has a small picture-like face, which is particularly conspicuous when stained.
Yu Mian reacted, and couldn't help but blushed again, this time it was embarrassing. This is the same as when you are walking outside and suddenly a passer-by reminds you that you are wearing your clothes backwards, embarrassment arises spontaneously.
When the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was ready, Shenshang ate one piece, and he noticed that Yu Mian only ate one piece, and then put the rest into a small paper bag.
When everything was over, it was nearly five o'clock, and the merchant left.
Driving out from the yard of the Yu's villa, another car came head-on, this road only led to Yu's house, Shen Shang subconsciously looked into the car, the person in the driver's seat had a fairly familiar face.
Lin Jianshen?
While thinking about how Lin Jianshen came to Yu's house, Shenshang suddenly remembered something that Yu Xing told him some time ago.
It seems...Lin Jianshen and Yu Mian are engaged?
This news has not been spread, and only the parties concerned have known it. Combined with what Yu Mian said about participating in the banquet, only the Patriarch of the Lin family held a birthday banquet in today's circle, and Lin Jianshen brought Yu Mian to attend, and it is no accident that he intends to disclose the news.
It was very close to five o'clock, and Yu Mian was restless, even though there was a soft sofa underneath, she still felt uncomfortable everywhere, as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
There was a small paper bag on the low table, which contained sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She told the merchant to eat it herself, but she was actually going to give it to Lin Jianshen.
Few people know that Lin Jianshen likes to eat sweets, and his fans don't know either. He is well-known, but rarely reveals his privacy. Even today, when he is so popular, people still don't know about his family and his preferences.
Only Yu Mian, who had been with him for eight years, learned of this little-known incident in an accident.
Probably in the year when they first met, Lin Jianshen was the most unknown, and it was also when Yu Mian first became his fan.
As I said before, Yu Mian loved to make desserts when she missed her parents. At that time, she was lonely and desperate, living alone in this world, with no relatives, friends, or needs.
She was sick that day, no one took care of her and she was so dizzy, the little girl thought she was going to die, so she curled up on the bed and cried after finishing that piece of cake.
Before he died, he wanted to take another look at the kind-hearted person who helped him, say goodbye to him, and would no longer be able to protect him and repay him in the future.
She took a picture of the small cake and sent it up, and left him a message. Yu Mian still remembers her childish words at that time. She said that she was sick, and this was the last cake she made, and she could no longer be him. fans.
Lin Jianshen was cold and distant, even if she was the only true fan, he never replied to her messages.
That time, he sent her a message back, saying that the cake looked delicious, he likes sweets very much, and would like to have a bite if he could.
With tears in her eyes, little Yu Mian said foolishly, they are so far away, he can't eat, what should I do?
Lin Jianshen said, let her taste it for him, and when they have a chance to meet in the future, he will definitely eat the cake she made.
Yu Mian remembered that sentence for many years. In other words, Yu Mian remembered everything related to him very clearly, and that time was the only communication they had.
Although when she grew up, she realized that this was probably just a white lie. At that time, Lin Jianshen probably wanted to save a desperate little girl with kindness, so he said these words casually.
But it is undeniable that he did save her, so Yu Mian persistently took it seriously.
Now... I can finally give him the dessert she made. Although it's not a small cake, she can't tell him that she is kapok, but just thinking about it makes Yu Mian feel extremely satisfied from the bottom of her heart.
Lin Jianshen came on time, he almost stepped on the point.
The last time I saw him was more than half a month ago, and when I saw him again, Yu Mian found that his attire this time was much more formal than last time.
A well-tailored suit outlines a man's slender figure, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, paired with a clean and straight white shirt, and that picture-like face that looks like a painting in ink. leg.
Of course, Yu Mian, who is a fan of her own mother, controlled herself very well.
But when he raised his eyes and looked over slowly, his deep black eyes were full of doubts, his face turned red.
Ahhh who can resist this! ! !
Before, she was able to maintain her sanity and recognize that she was just a fan. After all, she was an ordinary fan. But now she is Lin Jianshen's fiancee! How could she restrain herself from having evil thoughts!
No, thinking about that contract, she must hold herself.
So Lin Jianshen saw a girl who looked at him, and then seemed to be scalded, shrinking her head like a little quail.
He was a little inexplicable, and said: "...what's wrong?"
The man's faint voice rang in her ears, he walked towards her, Yu Mian became more and more nervous, stood up abruptly, shook her head vigorously and said: "No, it's nothing..."
It can't be said that he is so handsome, the walls of my mother's fan are crumbling, and I am about to become a girlfriend fan, right?
Lin Jianshen: "Is it really okay? If you don't want to go..."
Yu Mian said quickly: "I don't want to go, let's go!"
Lin Jianshen was silent for a moment, he had no intention of exploring the meaning of her behavior, or he was not interested in her series of changes. Although the two are unmarried couples, they have no feelings for each other. He even knows that she is bored with him. Wechat has been blocked until today, which shows her attitude.
And he didn't force her, he treated her like a junior.
This marriage contract had wronged her.
Sensing the tension coming from the girl, Lin Jianshen stopped in his tracks, stopped moving forward, and said softly, "Let's go."
Yu Mian kept her head buried all the time, not daring to let him see her face that was about to smoke. She grabbed the paper bag and followed Lin Jianshen, and got into the car carefully.
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