Most of the mooncakes on the folding square table have been taken away.

The rest were piled together and arranged neatly by the obsessive-compulsive disorder patients, occupying a corner of the square table.

The rest of the space on the square table is occupied by hot pot ingredients, half meat and half vegetables, full of dazzling items, and piled high.

There are people busy around.

Standing at the square table, Tang Shi put his eyes on the mooncakes and asked in a low voice: "What flavor does Mr. Ji like to eat?"

"How many flavors did you make?" Ji Zhou asked.

"Both."

Tang Shi replied.

After waiting for a moment, without waiting for Ji Zhou's response, Tang Shi looked up at Ji Zhou and saw a smile on his lips, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

So, I started telling Ji Zhou about my taste.

There are so many types of mooncakes, and everything can be converted into mooncake fillings. In addition to a few common ones, there are also other flavors to try this time, which Ji Zhou may not know about.

Tang poetry describes all the tastes.

"You did everything?"

"Yeah." Tang Shi nodded and said, "I've made a few, there should be some left."

Ji Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, "Am I the same as others?"

"..."

After losing his voice for a few seconds, Tang Shi felt that his ears were obviously burning.

She lowered her head slightly, raised her hand to fiddle with her hair, and covered her ears with her short hair.

Cover your ears and steal the bell.

This action actually made the red color of her ears more conspicuous.

Ji Zhou noticed that her fingers were slender and thin, as if they were just bones. Going down from her fingers to her wrists, elbows, and arms, her skin was fair, but the delicacy felt fragile, as if she could gently

Broken willow branches.

She was wearing a thin dress, a pure white cotton dress with flowers embroidered on the hem. When the wind blew, the skirt fluttered like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Ji Zhou said nothing.

The surrounding environment is lively and noisy, but here it seems to be isolated, so quiet that Tang Shi can hear her own heartbeat clearly.

Thump thump, thump thump.

The chest cavity is like the periosteum, being beaten without rhythm, producing chaotic music, which is disturbing.

After biting his lip, Tang Shi finally raised his head slightly, looked directly into Ji Zhou's eyes, and said, "It's different. The thank you gift was prepared separately."

The wind messed up her hair, and her bangs, which were soaked in sweat, were blown dry and slightly messy, and the ends of her hair were gently swaying on her forehead.

Ji Zhou saw clearly her little face, which was lightly painted with pink and white. It was fair and small, and her eyes were soaked in the moonlight and wet, like a deer bumping into each other in the dark night. She was a little flustered, but she soon calmed down.

"I just want to thank you for the gift." Ji Zhou looked at her and said gently, "It's too much to finish."

"..."

Tang Shi blinked and hesitated a little.

Ji Zhou asked softly: "Where's my share?"

"In the bag."

Tang Shi answered quickly, then lowered his head and ran away in small steps.

After running through the noisy crowd and running from the tables and chairs at one end to the other, Tang Shi finally came down and saw the handbag placed on the chair.

Walking over, she picked up her handbag.

"What's wrong?" Song Ci asked as he put the kebabs on the table.

Yuan Qu also came closer and asked, "The corn is roasted and I left a bunch for you. Do you want to eat it?"

Holding the handbag with her fingers, Tang Shi said, "Keep it for me, I'll eat it later."

Yuan Qu said: "Then hurry up, these bandits will soon divide it up!"

Others heard it and immediately started cheering.

"Go, go, go, we won't compete with sister Tang Shi for food."

"Don't worry, sister Tang Shi, I will definitely keep the corn for you, and it will still be warm."

"Sister Tang Shi, do you like to eat corn? It's okay. I'll leave my brother's share to you!"

…

They joked, Tang Shi smiled and nodded at them, then walked away with her handbag.

After walking for a while, my racing heart gradually calmed down.

Looking across the crowd, Tang Shi caught a glimpse of Shang Ru's figure.

It was difficult for her to guess what Ji Zhou meant by bringing Shang Ru here.

But with so many people, only Shang Ru was brought here...

She will inevitably overthink it.

When he walked to the square table again, there were already a few more people. They surrounded Ji Zhou, asking him what he wanted to eat, and some of them made fun of Shang Ru.

She stood there for a while and didn't come near.

Ji Zhou caught a glimpse of her as he turned sideways and dismissed those people with a few words.

He turned around and stared at Tang Shi. The stressful look in his eyes made Tang Shi escape from his turbulent thoughts and hurriedly took a few steps forward towards Ji Zhou.

The ground under her feet was not stable, and even though it had been corrected, there were still some gravels. Tang Shi's canvas shoes stepped on the stones, and she almost fell when she slipped. Just as she was about to stabilize herself, Ji Zhou raised his hand to support her arm.

He used the strength to stand up straight.

"Thanks."

His fingers seemed to have magic power, making the touch on her arm stay and the temperature rise suddenly.

A moment of contact, like a willow branch gently brushing across the lake, caused turbulent ripples in my heart.

Tang Shi only felt his scalp tightening, and his voice was erratic when he said thank you.

With a gentle smile, Ji Zhou reminded her: "Mooncake."

Tang Shi came back to her senses, quickly opened the bag, unzipped it, and took out the two mooncakes placed inside.

In order to prevent oil leakage, Tang Shi carefully packed it with two layers of oil paper, and also packed it in an exquisite gift paper box. The two cakes were placed in the paper box, and they were just the right size.

She bought this specially.

She also prepared poems for Song Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty music. The cardboard boxes were also special, but they were different from those given to Ji Zhou.

There are some small thoughts hidden in it, but Tang Shi is uneasy now.

Ji Zhou took the paper box containing the mooncakes and said warmly: "Thank you."

"That's right," Tang Shi pursed her lips, raised her head and smiled at Ji Zhou, and said, "Mr. Ji helped me a lot."

"Speaking of this," Ji Zhou said, "Do you want to go to the Information Squadron for a few days?"

Tang Shi was slightly startled, suppressing his heart palpitations, and there was light flickering in his eyes, with a faint expectation, "Is it okay?"

"Okay. I've already made an agreement with them."

"Thanks."

Tang Shi's face beamed with joy, and his brows couldn't hold back the excitement, and they all flew out.

Ji Zhou chuckled softly.

*

When Shang Ru was bored, he caught a glimpse of Ji Zhou and Tang Shi in the crowd.

The former lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, with a gentleness soaked in the spring breeze; the latter raised his eyebrows happily and looked at Ji Zhou with a mixture of restraint and affection.

Shang Ru was a little stunned.

With so many girls present, she never expected that that person would be Tang Shi.

With a military rank of one bar and one star, he looks gentle and gentle, as if he has no temper, but in fact he has a tough temperament, and the more he is pressed, the more he can rebound.

She met Tang Shi in the hospital, and later in the cake shop. Shang Ru tried to suppress her, but Tang Shi fought back every time. Every time she recalled it, Shang Ru felt a chill in her heart, and her hair stood on end.

Quietly, his skin cramped and his skin was peeled off, and his knife penetrated his bones.

But now, she and Ji Zhou...

Shang Ru was a little uneasy.

"old classmate."
To be continued...