Walking past the bus stop, he didn’t seem to intend stopping, so Gu Qimiao said, "We can wait for the bus here."
He glanced down at her and said, "Let’s walk back. We need to go to the supermarket."
Being able to walk with him, no matter how bad the weather, it felt like a sunny day; no matter how cold, it felt warm.
Their shoulders brushed against each other gently, his pace was slow, matching hers perfectly.
"Brother Yan Chen..."
"Does your grandmother often set you up on blind dates?"
Shen Yanchen hesitated for a moment, wondering why she suddenly asked about that.
Gu Qimiao thought for a moment and then asked, "So... haven’t you found anyone you like?"
Shen Yanchen glanced at her, then looked away after a moment, and simply said, "No, they neither match my eyes nor my heart."
Seeing that he was still willing to answer her questions, Gu Qimiao half-jokingly asked, "Then... what’s your ideal type?"
He replied, "It’s not about finding someone who meets my standards, but finding someone I like and accepting her temperament as my standard."
Just like her strengths and weaknesses, he could accept them. Since meeting her, he could forgive many things he couldn’t forgive before and tolerate many things he couldn’t tolerate before, simply because she was that person, not because she was particularly outstanding.
"...Oh." Gu Qimiao seemed to understand but not fully, and didn’t know how to continue asking. She wondered in her heart, what kind of girl would match his eyes and heart?
"What about you?" She fell silent, but he suddenly asked, "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"
"Huh? No!" Gu Qimiao laughed awkwardly, glanced at him slightly and then said, "I haven’t really interacted much with boys."
It wasn’t because there were no boys around her. There had been boys pursuing her, more than one actually, but in her eyes and heart, there was no room for anyone else.
And Shen Yanchen thought, not interacting much with boys, was probably because Gu Moming was strict with her, but she was so close to Gu Moming.
"Is this the supermarket? Are we buying ingredients for dinner tonight?"
"Yeah, what do you feel like eating?"
"Whatever you cook, I’ll eat."
Pushing the folded umbrella into a basket at the entrance of the supermarket, she ran off to get a shopping cart, which Shen Yanchen naturally took over.
One hand on the cart, the other hanging towards her, as if ready to protect her at any moment.
She wasn’t picky about food, but from what he heard about her recent check-up, he picked items that were good for her blood.
After choosing the groceries, he turned to ask her, "Do you usually eat snacks?"
Gu Qimiao thought he was going to take her to buy some, so she nodded.
But he pushed the cart towards the fruit section, saying to her, "Eat less of those; fruits are enough."
Gu Qimiao never contradicted him. She did as he said, so she gave up the idea of snacks and earnestly picked out fruits instead.
Almost done with the shopping, she said, "I want to buy an art knife. The one at home is dull."
"Let’s go." He pushed the cart with her upstairs.
After buying what she needed, he asked her like asking a child, "Anything else you want to buy?"
Gu Qimiao glanced at the art supplies. There were many things she wanted to buy, but they weren’t necessary for now. She just wanted to have a complete set of what she didn’t own yet. Considering her current financial situation, she shook her head and said, "No, let’s go."
On the way back, he carried the large bag of groceries by himself. He was tall and seemed to do it with ease. Gu Qimiao felt bad about empty hands, so she said, "Let’s each carry one side."
He avoided her reaching hand and mildly said, "If we do that, I’d feel like I’m carrying a bag and a person. It’d be heavier."
Gu Qimiao pouted, looking at their height difference, and had to give up the idea.
After a few steps, she looked up in defiance and said to him, "I will grow taller."
He smiled softly, "Mm, I hope so."