Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 118 Try Again
In the end, Zuo Xingyun drove the car to the Cantonese restaurant where he had eaten before.

Xiang Wan was puzzled: "Don't you want to change?"

Zuo Xingyun looked at the restaurant's signboard through the car window: "Although the taste has changed, how do you know if you can accept it if you don't eat it a few times?"

I don't know if it was a mistake in perception, but Xiang Wan always felt that there was something in his words.

Without waiting for her to think deeply, Zuo Xingyun opened the door and got out of the car: "Among the Cantonese restaurants I know, there is no better one than this one, let's try again."

Hearing this, Xiang Wan put aside the strange thoughts in her head, she must have thought too much.

When she walked into the restaurant, she habitually chose a seat by the window, so that while eating, she could still see the street view. Whether it was Haicheng in the evening or Haicheng at night, there was a different kind of beauty, regardless of it The prosperity itself is a kind of love of native people for their hometown.

After ordering, Zuo Xingyun suddenly said, "It smells like gardenia, do you smell it?"

Xiang Wan sniffed it intently, and there was indeed a fragrance, not very strong, and it smelled elegantly beautiful, but she couldn't find the source of the fragrance.

When she looked at Zuo Xingyun again, his attention was no longer on the gardenia fragrance of unknown origin.

He quietly looked at the street outside the window, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, his bony hands folded on the table in front of him, deep and elegant.

At this time of evening, the setting sun radiates afterglow, illuminating the clouds all over the sky, covering the high-rise buildings of the city in colorful colors, while the streets are blocked by high-rise buildings, and the color lines seem to be cut by a skilled painter. The whole world becomes half bright and warm and half dark and soft.

Fascinated by the scenery, Xiang Wan picked up her phone and adjusted the camera function, taking pictures from all directions, trying to preserve this stunning beauty as much as possible.

With a little care, she photographed Zuo Xingyun who was sitting across from him. It happened that the warm lights in the restaurant mixed with the clouds in the sky, and his hair was dotted with shimmer.

As everyone knows, her careful plan has already been discovered.

Zuo Xingyun suddenly looked at her, with soft eyebrows and eyes: "Finished the filming? Send it to me."

The candid photo was caught, and Xiang Wan was embarrassed for a moment, before sending the photo to Zuo Xingyun's phone.

After observing, he said, "Not bad."

Xiang Wan was secretly pleased. People always like the feeling of being recognized, there is no doubt about it.

When I got home at night, Xiang Wan found that Zuo Xingyun's wechat avatar had been replaced by the photo she took. He was impeccably handsome and very photogenic. Even a profile face could make people just glance at him My heart was pounding.

She was itchy when she took that photo, hurriedly took a shower, dug out the drawing tools, and started to make the most preliminary composition.Originally I wanted to come back to rest early, but now I don’t feel tired. Love can always cover up tiredness. Drawing is what she loves most from elementary school to adulthood.

Since the accident at home, she has no other intentions, and even her favorite long hair may not have been maintained for a long time. At this moment, she felt alive for a long time.

It is impossible to complete a full-color painting in such a short period of time. She threw down the brush and lay down until her eyelids became heavy. She did not forget to warn Niannian: "Don't touch my painting...good night."

(End of this chapter)