Yin Shixiu glanced at her and saw the satisfied look on her face, but he couldn't agree.
He could only summarize it with four words—no ambition at all.
"A top student from A University, and that's all the ambition you have?"
Su Xiaomeng didn't think these ambitions were bad, but since Yin Shixiu said so, she couldn't help getting playful, "If not, uncle, why don't you take me in after graduation? Let me be an employee of a top 100 company?"
"Give me some benefits, and I might consider it."
Su Xiaomeng pouted and muttered, "Uncle, you're really heartless, everything requires benefits..."
"What did you say?"
"I said you're really kind, uncle! You're so busy, yet you still take the time to have a meal with me!"
After speaking, she lowered her head and drank the spicy soup.
Her lips were reddened by the spice, adding a touch of allure to her youthful face, just like that night when she was drunk...
Yin Shixiu was distracted again.
He twisted open the bottle of mineral water and took a couple of sips.
Su Xiaomeng...
Silently, in his mind, he repeated those three characters. This girl gives off a feeling that is as simple and carefree as her name.
The night she got drunk felt increasingly like an unrealistic dream...
After finishing the spicy hot pot, Su Xiaomeng still seemed not full and continued to drag Yin Shixiu around the food street, bought two bottles of old yogurt, and then lined up at a candy haw shop.
"You're from Beijing, you've surely had this, right?"
"No."
"Oh, right, Meng Meng said you live in the United Kingdom most of the time, honestly, this candied fruit is truly authentic from Beijing! They can't make this taste in Chengdu!"
She drank the yogurt while watching the little brother skillfully dip the skewered fruit into the sugar syrup, coating it evenly!
Taking the candied fruit from the little brother, Su Xiaomeng casually plucked one and offered it to Yin Shixiu's mouth, "Try one, uncle. Don't touch it, or you'll have to wash your hands."
Yin Shixiu looked at the fruit she held to his mouth, her little hand still smeared with a bit of syrup. He bent slightly and took the sweet and sour fruit from her hand, his thin lips brushing against her fingertips...
After "feeding" him the fruit, Su Xiaomeng licked the syrup off her own hand, seemingly unaware or simply unconcerned.
Yin Shixiu took another sip of mineral water.
It was already dark, and the colorful lights on the street were lit.
"Uncle, do you think London is better or Beijing?" Su Xiaomeng asked casually.
"They're about the same."
"Oh, right, Meng Meng said you also grew up in London."
"She told you a lot about me?"
Su Xiaomeng nodded vigorously, the hawthorn in her mouth puffing out her right cheek, making her speech a bit strange, "Meng Meng always says how handsome and great you are!"
"What do you think?"
Su Xiaomeng blinked her eyes and then gave Yin Shixiu a thumbs-up, "Meng Meng is right! Hehe!"
Yin Shixiu laughed.
That laugh left Su Xiaomeng stunned, "Uncle... you should smile more often."
This smile from Yin Shixiu was completely different from his usual calm and gentle smile; it had a sense of ice melting, spring arriving happiness.
"Su Xiaomeng, there's something... I need to confirm with you."
Yin Shixiu put away that fleeting smile, and as he stopped, the two of them stood in a relatively quiet corner.
Su Xiaomeng continued munching on the candied fruit, blinking her round eyes without much concern, "Uncle, what's the matter?"
Yin Shixiu pursed his lips and paused, the words at the tip of his tongue still hesitating.