After six hours of broadcasting today, it was already four or five in the afternoon. Fang Zhou wanted to cook a meal for his sister, but he received a call from Li Siming. "Hello? Come out for dinner! Zhiyin is back, shouldn't we celebrate together?" Fang Zhou raised his eyebrows, recalling that Zhang Zhiyin had just returned to China, and it seemed that she had not met Li Siming yet. "Okay, then you book a place and I'll ask her if she has time." Li Siming agreed readily. "Okay, let's go to Chef Guo's house. His iron pot stewed goose is delicious!"

Fang Zhou responded, hung up the phone, and casually opened Zhang Zhiyin's WeChat chat window.

Yi Ye Qing Zhou: Are you free tonight? Have dinner with Li Siming.

An Zhi Ting Lan: Sure, where is it.

Fang Zhou sent her the location, told his sister, and then went out.

When he came to the place designated by Li Siming, he was already waiting in the box.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw the boy smiling happily at his phone.

Fang Zhou slowed down his steps, walked around behind Li Siming, suddenly stretched out his hand to clamp his neck, smiled sinisterly and said: "Robbery!"

Li Siming was strangled by the neck, so he could only grab his hand, cursing.

"Fang Zhou, you robbed your godfather, you are tired of living!"

Fang Zhou laughed, let go of his hand, and sat down next to Li Siming.

"You can recognize this, you are worthy of being my good son!"

Li Siming hit Fang Zhou on the shoulder with his backhand, and retorted with an angry smile: "Go away, you are my good son."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After a long time, Fang Zhou stopped laughing and asked Li Siming with a wink: "What are you laughing at just now? You kid won't be lucky in love, right!"

The latter's reaction was not to refute as usual, but to smile shyly with a hint of shyness on his face.

"Hehe, you guessed it all."

Fang Zhou opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Is it true? The iron tree bloomed?"

He had such a big reaction because Li Siming spent several years chasing the class flower in his previous class, and finally watched the goddess marry someone else.

He was depressed for a long time and couldn't get out of the shadow.

Fang Zhou asked Li Siming to pursue love again, but he shook his head and said that his heart was broken and would not be put together again.

He said: "I have sealed my heart with cement and will not love again."

As a result, today he actually admitted that he was in love?

If this is not the iron tree blooming, what is it?

"Fuck, tell me quickly, how did you get together?"

Fang Zhou was immediately curious about what kind of opportunity could make Li Siming, a person who sealed his heart and locked his love, open his heart again.

Li Siming scratched his head and told the story.

"I met her in the hospital more than a year ago after a car accident. She was in the same ward as me..."

"Later, due to various coincidences, we often met. After that, I found that my attention was always on her, and my emotions also fluctuated with her mood."

"So I tried to test her feelings, and finally we got together naturally."

Fang Zhou listened to the whole story and only had one sentence left.

"Fate!"

Otherwise, how can you say that the right person will always appear in your life?

Li Siming and this couple, isn't it fate?

Fang Zhou patted Li Siming's shoulder with relief and said with emotion: "It's not easy. When you meet a good girl, cherish her well!"

Li Siming had a happy smile on his face, nodded solemnly and said: "Of course, I plan to take her to meet my parents after the New Year, and then we can get engaged."

Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment. After the New Year? Isn't there still half a year left?

Engagement, this word used to be very close to me, but it's not fate after all.

Fang Zhou's mood suddenly became a little depressed.

He was really happy that his brother had found love.

But in comparison, he, who was entangled by his yandere ex-girlfriend, was somewhat miserable.

He thought to himself: I hope I can get rid of them completely after recording that show.

When the two were discussing, someone pushed the door open.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It was Zhang Zhiyin in a light blue dress. She put on some light makeup and looked a little fresh.

"No, we just arrived."

Fang Zhou went up to her, gentleman

He took the bag from her hand and helped put it on the clothes hanger.

Li Siming was so happy that he smiled and greeted Zhang Zhiyin.

"Long time no see!"

"Long time no see."

The three good friends met and had endless topics to talk about.

About ten minutes later, the dishes began to be served.

The first iron pot stewed goose was served, and the fragrance was overflowing, which immediately captured everyone's stomach.

"Come on, eat it while it's hot!"

Fang Zhou was about to reach out to pick up the food, but Zhang Zhiyin's movements were much faster than him. She picked up a piece of meat and put it naturally in his bowl.

"Li Siming said it tastes good, you try it first."

Zhang Zhiyin smiled brightly, and didn't notice the inappropriateness of this action at all.

It seemed that she really just wanted Fang Zhou to try the food.

Li Siming also smiled and didn't notice it at all.

"Eat! It won't be bad if I recommend it!"

But Fang Zhou didn't think so.

Recalling that time, when the three of them had a bad dinner, it was Zhang Zhiyin who started the conversation by picking up food for him.

At that time, I didn't realize the inappropriateness of this action at all, and I accepted her kindness to me with peace of mind.

Later, when Zhang Zhiyin made it clear, she said, "Do you think I would pick up food for someone I don't like?"

He suddenly realized it.

Indeed, Zhang Zhiyin never picked up food for Li Siming.

Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment, suppressed his impetuousness, picked up the food and took a bite, and then said, "It's delicious, try it all!"

She shouldn't have done it on purpose, right?

This action should not have any other meaning, right?

Zhang Zhiyin, who was sitting next to him, took a bite of goose meat and chewed it in her mouth. She didn't show it on her face, but she was thinking in her heart: What kind of girl does Fang Zhou like now?

This trip back to China was for him. If I don't seize the opportunity to get along with him privately, then when the show is over, things will happen again.

No, the dream she had was too scary. Fang Zhou was not safe at all with others.

Only by keeping an eye on him could she feel most at ease.

She would never let Fang Zhou die so miserably like in the dream.

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