When the two arrived at the restaurant, it was exactly eight o’clock.
Liang Chuyuan had reserved a table by the window, rumored to be the best spot for enjoying the view of the whole restaurant.
The Wen River sparkled under the night, separated by a layer of glass. Looking down, Su Yao felt as if she could see the galaxy beneath her feet.
“It’s really beautiful,” Su Yao said to Liang Chuyuan. “The day this restaurant opened, some of my colleagues from the company said they wanted to have a meal here. At that time, my stomach wasn’t feeling well, so I didn’t come. Today, thanks to you, I finally came here to check it out, so they won’t tease me anymore.”
It is also my first time here.
After returning to the country, Liang Chuyuan didn’t go out much, usually just shuttling between the art studio and his apartment. If it weren’t for Su Yao this time, he wouldn’t have come to such a crowded place.
It’s strange to say. When a woman suddenly tells you, “I can hear your thoughts,” instead of feeling surprised, he accepted it frighteningly well, just feeling curious.
In a lonely world devoid of human presence, quiet for over twenty years, suddenly a special intruder broke in. This feeling wasn’t bad at all.
Perhaps it was a preconception, he didn’t feel as repelled towards Su Yao as he did towards other strangers. He liked the atmosphere when he was with Su Yao, could relax, didn’t need to do much, just a glance from her, and she could understand his thoughts.
Perhaps others didn’t like having their innermost thoughts seen through, but he wasn’t afraid, and even willing to share.
He had always been a very restrained person.
Some emotions, no matter how much he wanted to, would always be hidden well.
The thoughts that could be seen through were mostly the ones he was willing to express, so he had no fear.
Liang Chuyuan was right, since it’s rare, since it’s special, why not have one more friend? That’s why they had this appointment today.
“I heard the lobster rice here is very delicious,” Su Yao flipped through the menu and showed it to Liang Chuyuan. “Do you have any dietary restrictions?”
Except for peanut sauce… I’m fine with anything.
Su Yao rarely saw an uncomfortable expression on Liang Chuyuan’s face. She looked into his eyes, listened to his inner complaints, and felt that their distance had somewhat shortened because of this.
He said he hated the taste and texture of peanut butter. He tried it as a child, vomited all day, lost his appetite. He was sure it was the devil’s work of peanut butter.
Then, based on the verbal recommendations of her colleagues from some time ago, she chose several dishes. After each selection, she would look at Liang Chuyuan with questioning eyes.
It had to be said, this was very convenient.
She could easily know whether the other person genuinely liked it or reluctantly accepted it, simple and clear, without needing to speculate about his thoughts.
After ordering, Su Yao took a sip of lemon water and teased, “Fortunately, this place is secluded and quiet. If others saw me talking the whole time alone, they’d probably think I’m a chatterbox.”
Or… insane.
Do you mind this? I can accommodate you with sign language, although you might not understand.
“Of course, I don’t mind.”
Su Yao swept her stray hair behind her ear. “But I’m quite interested in sign language.”
I’m good at that. I can teach you some commonly used phrases.
“Great. But I don’t have many skills to offer in return, so I might not be able to repay you much.”
You’re already using your skill right now. It’s just that I might not learn it.
Su Yao laughed at that. She pointed to her eyes. “Actually, my thoughts are easy to guess. Friends say my emotions are too easily revealed. They’re right, I’m not good at beating around the bush in front of acquaintances.”
So, are you saying I’m already an acquaintance of yours?
Su Yao hadn’t thought about it that way. She raised her glass, “Of course, we hit it off right away.”
As soon as the words fell, there came the click-clack of high heels stepping on the floor beside her ear. Su Yao didn’t pay much attention until she saw the look in Liang Chuyuan’s eyes, then she turned to look.
A woman with long legs and a slender waist. Danfeng eyes, a delicate nose, and lips like cherry petals. The most wonderful thing about her was her eyebrows, finely arched, making her look like a beauty stepping out of a painting.
“It’s really you! I thought I was seeing things,” Liang Mo smiled, her eyes crescent-shaped. She nodded distractedly at Su Yao, then her gaze quickly returned to Liang Chuyuan. “Are you here for dinner with friends? Where’s your brother?”
Su Yao saw Liang Chuyuan make a few hand gestures.
“Is he always this busy?” Liang Mo didn’t seem too pleased.
Su Yao suddenly realized that Liang Mo shared the same surname as Liang Chuyuan and could understand sign language, indicating a close relationship between them.
Let it go, there’s a lot going on at the end of the year.
“I’ve heard all these excuses before,” Liang Mo waved her hand, finally turning towards Su Yao and smiling, “Hello, I’m Chuyuan’s cousin. You can call me Sister Liang Mo, just like him.”
Su Yao followed suit, “Sister Liang Mo, I’m Su Yao.”
“I know who you are,” before Su Yao could react, Liang Mo changed the subject, “It’s rare for our little Chuyuan to come out to dinner with friends. I’ll remember this meal.”
Su Yao was taken aback, momentarily speechless. She looked to Liang Chuyuan for clarification and learned that Liang Mo owned this restaurant.
Liang Mo had something else to attend to, exchanged a few words with Liang Chuyuan, then left.
Once they were gone, Su Yao asked Liang Chuyuan, “Did you mention me to Sister Liang Mo?”
I mentioned it to my brother, so he probably mentioned it to Sister Liang Mo. Liang Chuyuan paused for two seconds before adding, “But I didn’t tell them about you being able to hear my thoughts.”
“I figured that out. Sister Liang Mo thought I could understand sign language just now.”
If it hadn’t been for the food arriving at that moment, Liang Chuyuan would have used the opportunity to change the subject, otherwise he wouldn’t know how to explain their unique way of communicating to Sister Liang Mo.
Do you mean telepathy?
Sounds like something out of a scammer’s playbook.