She talked about the issue about meeting Weiwei in France, which made Yu Lanjie sigh a lot.

After a few minutes, Yan w.a.n.gchuan arrived.

He changed his hairstyle with a light chestnut colored micro-short hair, accentuating his fair skin. He presented a sense of handsomeness, with a delicate touch of warmness out of that handsomeness, paired with his unique, ethereal and handsome features.

His elegant and slightly shy smile was charming. One would be totally attracted by that 18-year-old boy when glancing at him.

w.a.n.gchuan master's fas.h.i.+on style was always good!

That day, he was wearing a blue and white striped s.h.i.+rt with a pair of black slim trousers, making him look more handsome and straight.

It was strange that those clothes that he bought were all cheap goods because of poor family conditions, but the clothes on him showed a high-end effect of the fas.h.i.+on magazine's covers.

Perhaps, he was the so-called natural walking hanger?

Yu Lanjie had already ordered Hong Kong-style milk tea and a salted egg yolk waffle, plus a brown sugar egg waffle, which were his favorite food in that book bar.

The milk tea and the egg waffles were served on the table at the right moment when he just greeted them and sat down gracefully.

The Hong Kong-style milk tea had just been brewed and the egg waffles were fresh and hot.

Yu Lanjie asked Long Xi, “Why is this called stocking milk tea? Was this brewed with stockings in the past?”

Long Xi answered with a smile, “The first step of making a Hong Kong-style milk tea is to actually filter the boiled Ceylon black tea with a nylon mesh, and then, to add some milk and sugar. The process of filtering not only reduces the waste of tea, but also makes the black tea smoother. The then creator of the time-honored brand Lanfang Yard at the central street, Lin Muhe, has never used stockings to brew milk tea. In the past, the small stand he ran would always be surrounded by dockworkers, feeling interested when seeing him use a tea bag to brew. They saw the bag was in brown like women's stockings, so they called it stocking milk tea in a joking way.”

During their conversation, the almond Souffle cakes ordered by Long Xi and Weiwei were served by the kind landlady.

Souffle cakes were baked in a hill-like shape with roasted almond skin, which was really attractive.

Yan w.a.n.gchuan pa.s.sed a pot with a green plant to Yu Lanjie.

She did not know what it was. It looked like a green mane.

The leaf shrank when she touched it. Ah, it turned out to be a mimosa.

Yan w.a.n.gchuan tease her, “Mimosa, isn't it like you?”

Yu Lanjie blushed and lowered down her head because of shyness.

Yan w.a.n.gchuan burst laughter and said in a low voice, “I guessed right. 'The most is the head of attraction, gentle like a water lotus'.”

Yu Lanjie asked in amazement, “Have you read Xu Zhimo's poem?”

w.a.n.gchuan faintly answered, “I just remembered this sentence. Do you know the flower language of Mimosas?”

Yu Lanjie tried to recall it, but found no trace of the answer. She said shyly, “My teacher did not teach me this.”

Yan w.a.n.gchuan answered seriously, “Don't touch me.”

“Oh.” Yu Lanjie took his words seriously and recited “Don't touch me” in her mind and considered it as the flower language of Mimosas.

Yan w.a.n.gchuan knocked her little head with spoiled eyes, saying with a smile, “Do you really believe it? This is for you, too! I folded it on the bus just now. I wrote some words inside. Open it when you are back home. It's somewhat refined.”

He handed her a paper crane folded with a beautiful calendar paper.

Yu Lanjie took it over with shyness and seriously put it away in her small bag.

Long Xi was having the delicious souffle while teasing them, “Should I leave in silence to avoid your showing off? I really feel that I am a huge human light bulb in front of you!”

Yan w.a.n.gchuan said with a smile, “No! I also have a gift for you!”

“For me?” Long Xi widened her eyes.

Yan w.a.n.gchuan took out an amber carved gla.s.s bottle from his bag with a smile, which contained a dried red plum. He said, “Xiaolongnv, this is for you. It's the red plum from my hometown. I went there to visit my mom during Tomb-Sweeping Day and took my grandparents' ashes back to his homeland. It was my first time to visit home after leaving many years ago. I picked up a branch of red plum for you. I remembered you always liked those poems of plum blossoms, right? Once, you took part in a poem recital compet.i.tion in school and recited 50 poems about plums, like 'the plum shadow is reflecting in a pool of shallow water, whose faint smell is floating under the moonlight', 'turning into mud after fading away, it still keeps the fragrance', and so on… I can still recall your confidence! Xiaolongnv, I wish you become a woman like the plum that is not afraid of coldness and fights against the snow, never giving up.”

Long Xi quickly waved her hand and said in a half-joking tone, “I dare not keep this flower you're giving me! Shouldn't it be for Lanlan?”

Yan w.a.n.gchuan answered, “I think plum is more suitable for you! As for Lanlan, I think Jasmine is better! This is what I prepared for her!”

He took out a packet of seeds from his bag and said, “These are seeds of jasmine, including white jasmine and purple jasmine. I bought a pot and plan to plant them on the dormitory's balcony. I will take care of it by myself and see them grow up. When they blossom next year, I will send them to Lanlan. Isn't it more meaningful?”

Long Xi gently pushed Yu Lanjie and said with a smile, “Wow, I didn't expect that brother w.a.n.gchuan would be so romantic after becoming your boyfriend! My sweetheart, you're really lucky!”

Yu Lanjie said with a smile, “Your brother Kun is also romantic! Ask him to come. We can spend an afternoon together!”

Long Xi answered, “Him? He's good in every aspect, except for his jealousy! He will be jealous of each man related to me! He can't even forget that brother w.a.n.gchuan was my first love! Hum, how cheap!”

Yu Lanjie shook her head and said, “I don't even mind it, so how could brother Mo Kun be like this?”

Yan w.a.n.gchuan's eyesight secretly darkened when Long Xi reminded him of Mo Kun, but recovered to normality soon. He said in a loud voice, “Xiaolongnv, do you remember that we always came here to read the free books?”

Long Xi answered, “Yeah, there was no book bar and these tables and chairs. We sat on the floor to read books. Because of poverty, we read all the extracurricular books here. This place is near to our home, so we always got here on foot without our parents. There was a violin shop instead of this book bar, right? I remembered that your first violin was bought here.”

Yan w.a.n.gchuan revealed a look of nostalgia and said, “I remember that it was the violin music played by the owner on the radio which attracted me and triggered my interest in the violin. I proposed to learn the violin to my parents, but my father strongly rejected, because he thought it would cost a lot to cultivate this interest. It's you, Xiaolongnv. You took out all of your lucky money to my mother and tried your best to persuade her. In the end, she agreed. My mother didn't keep your lucky money, but used her monthly salary to buy me the first violin and gave me a chance to join the violin course. Xiaolongnv, without you, I might have missed my fate with music.”

Long Xi said, “That's mainly due to your own talent and hard work. It was just an occasion of me helping you. Take it, or it won't be that delicious when it turns cold.”

“I should leave after finis.h.i.+ng. Well, I nearly forgot the main part! In order to take part in the Good Voice of China, I composed an ancient-styled song. I need your advice,” Yan w.a.n.gchuan said.

Yu Lanjie said with concern, “Play the song for us and have more food. You're so busy recently, so you must be sleepless and forgetting to eat!”

Yan w.a.n.gchuan smiled and turned on the phone's audio. At the same time, he finished the two egg waffles and drank up the Hong Kong-style milk tea. He felt almost full.

Listening to the ancient music which was played by the jade flute she sent to him, Long Xi felt that a paradise had manifested in front of her.

An ancient scholar who looked like Yan w.a.n.gchuan dressed in a light green robe, stepping in paradise at a certain night. Under the moonlight, he played an ancient version of “White Moonlight” with a jade flute. Then, he leaned against a peach tree and fell asleep.

With the crisp call of larks, a beam of bright light was thrown into the peach blossoms. A little fairy dressed in a plain white dress with a fairy-bellied pin showed up. She looked like Xiaolongnv acted by Liu Yifei, beautiful and refined, showing an air of cuteness.

The fairy in a white dress followed the birdcalls to look around. She seemed to be looking for something.

Then, she seemed to find something and became joyful, waving her hand left and right.

The peach blossoms next to her turned into six little fairies dressed in pink with cla.s.sical hairpins.

Petals were falling in profusion.

With the cooperation of the other six fairies, the fairy in white stood in the key position, dancing like flowers floating with the breeze.

The fairy in white had a soft body and a good rhythm sensation. Several movements were really difficult.

Her body was light and her movements were smooth. Her gestures were as light as the floating catkins. Sometimes, she seemed to be a swallow pa.s.sing by the clear waves; sometimes, like a dragonfly stopping by the peak of lotuses; sometimes, like a b.u.t.terfly flying by the human world.

As the rhythm of the music accelerated, dense drumbeats joined.

The other six fairies in pink squatted halfway. Their bodies leaned back and became still, forming petals surrounding the fairy in white.

The fairy in white stood at the center of the flower with her toes and whirled for dozens of rounds. The dance seemed to be a Huxuan Dance, totally stunning the scholar in green.

She completed the dance beautifully. Her concentration and smooth and beautiful movements allowed the audience to feel her quiet, simple, and happy mood.