Li Qingshen quickly returned with the car, and Ling Momo got in. Li Qingshen asked where Ling Momo would like to eat, and after thinking for a moment, she mentioned a place, and he drove there at a steady pace.
The dining spot was a western restaurant next to X City University.
Ling Momo used to eat here often during her college days, and since she had dropped out, it had been a long time since her last visit. She had missed the taste and had spent a long time pondering where to take Li Qingshen for dinner. Suddenly the idea of this place popped into her head tonight. She thought it was a good choice, especially since he had also studied abroad, so she decided to bring him here.
This western restaurant had a romantic setting, offering candlelight dinners in the evening. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novᴇlfire.net
Ling Momo ordered a well-done steak while Li Qingshen chose medium.
Considerately, Li Qingshen took the steak in front of her, expertly sliced it up, and handed it back to Ling Momo.
When Ling Momo looked down, she noticed the steak was neatly cut.
Holding her fork, she ate and watched the man opposite her, who was elegantly cutting his steak and chewing slowly.
The flickering candlelight made the man’s face even more delicate. As he cut the steak, his eyelids lowered, and his long eyelashes cast beautiful shadows. Then, he slowly forked a piece of the beef and gently put it into his mouth, chewing unhurriedly.
Ling Momo had never seen someone eat in such a picturesque way.
It was a beautiful scene.
After dinner, Li Qingshen drove Ling Momo home.
When they stopped at the entrance to the residential complex, Ling Momo said goodbye and opened the car door to get out. Unexpectedly, Li Qingshen got out of the car too.
He walked with Ling Momo toward her building for a while.
Ling Momo wore lace-up high heels that day, which were prone to coming undone because the leather laces easily loosened. As they neared the entrance of her building, she realized her shoelaces had come undone and bent down to tie them.
But before she could fully bend over, Li Qingshen had already crouched down.
Even in a crouching position, his height reached Ling Momo’s waist.
Half-bent, Ling Momo watched as Li Qingshen seriously picked up her laces, and her expression grew somewhat stiff.
Her heartbeat noticeably quickened.
It was autumn, and she wore thick tights, but when Li Qingshen’s fingers accidentally brushed against her ankle, she felt an electric tingle.
Ling Momo opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to say, "I’ll do it."
But before she could speak, Li Qingshen had already naturally tied her laces into a pretty butterfly knot.
Li Qingshen stood up and smiled at Ling Momo, his voice calm, "Go upstairs and get some rest early."
Ling Momo nodded, turned around, and walked into the stairway.
Li Qingshen stood under the streetlight, watching her figure gradually disappear, and the corners of his lips involuntarily curved upwards.
After taking a few steps, Ling Momo suddenly stopped, which made Li Qingshen’s heart skip a beat. Then, when he saw the girl turn around, he subconsciously asked, "Did you drop something?"
Ling Momo shook her head but said, "Teacher, just wait for me a moment! I’ll be right back down!"
Li Qingshen was startled and saw the girl dash into the elevator. He patiently stood there, lifting his head, silently counting the time, and when he reached twenty, the lights in her room turned on, followed by a stirring shadow.