Gu Suian hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to explain, but Wen Feiran looked up, her expression very troubled, wanting to get an answer from him.
Do you think I should eat the cake?
He had a fight with Song Lindi, and to save face, he shouldn't have eaten.
But this cake looks so tempting; the rich chocolate aroma made his lips moist.
Wen Feiran paused, then offered a respectable excuse, "It would be a waste of food if we didn't eat it."
But after eating it, I experience indigestion.
Gu Suian hadn't expected that this was exactly what Wen Feiran was struggling with. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he smiled faintly. "Leave this to your assistant. I'll take you to eat something else."
Assistant:???
*****
Gu Suian led him to the restaurant on the top floor. "I come to this restaurant often. The desserts are pretty good. Try them and see if you like them."
This was almost the tallest building in the city, and the view from the top floor was extraordinary. Wen Feiran hadn't expected that just having a dessert would be such a grand affair, and she felt somewhat at a loss.
Gu Suian chuckled softly, "I'm actually a little hungry, so you can keep me company."
Hesitating in the face of delicious food would seem a bit fake, so Wen Feiran composed herself and a smile curved her lips.
Since you're here, enjoy yourself and don't neglect your stomach.
The restaurant was empty. The two chose the best spot by the window, and the chef himself came to serve the dishes. Despite his blond hair and blue eyes, he introduced each dish in fluent Chinese.
Wen Feiran had never been to such a place before and didn't know how to avoid looking awkward. He sat quietly with a slight smile on his face until the chef left. Then he immediately picked up his knife and fork and took a bite without caring about his image. His eyes narrowed, revealing a satisfied expression.
Neither of them spoke again, only the crisp sound of knives and forks clinking against the white porcelain plate could be heard.
Gu Suian cut his steak and placed it in front of Wen Feiran.
Wen Feiran was taken aback, and before she could refuse, Gu Suian interjected, "It's alright, I'll have them make another one later."
Wen Feiran smiled sheepishly, "Did I eat too fast?"
Gu Suian shook his head. "I think this is the greatest respect for food."
Since we're going to eat it anyway, being too concerned about etiquette just seems fake.
Wen Feiran guessed Gu Suian's subtext, and her gaze towards him was filled with uncertainty.
No wonder he's his idol; he's so down-to-earth. There's absolutely no pressure to be around him.
Wen Feiran then accepted the plate without ceremony. Gu Suian looked at him with a smile, the affection in his eyes indescribable.
Wen Feiran's heart skipped a beat under his gaze, and she inexplicably felt a strange sense of being deeply loved. She stammered, "Teacher Gu, why are you looking at me like that?"
Gu Suian said meaningfully, "I've wanted to have dinner with you for a long time, and now my wish has finally come true."
Wen Feiran swallowed her food with difficulty, her lips slightly parted, her expression somewhat blank.
Why him?
Gu Suian seemed to have guessed his thoughts and continued, "That time the elevator malfunctioned, I was so grateful to have you there. I've always wanted to express my gratitude to you, but I haven't been able to get in touch with you."
Wen Feiran understood perfectly, and feeling embarrassed for her own presumptuousness, she pursed her lips and said, "In the elevator, Teacher Gu also protected me. I actually wanted to treat you to dinner, but I've been busy with other things these past two years and haven't had the time."
Gu Suian paused, then looked at him intently. "What are you busy with?"
Wen Feiran: "..."
He suddenly felt like slapping his own brain; why did he bring up the past two years out of the blue?
For the past two years, he has been doing quick transmigration missions, but the timeline of this world is still constantly evolving, and his memory is almost blank. He can only barely deduce what he has been doing based on the contents of his diary, and he knows nothing about the details.
"Busy making money." Wen Feiran felt guilty after saying that.
All his efforts were in vain, and he was even heavily in debt when he returned from his previous life. It was truly a past he didn't want to recall.
Gu Suian guessed Wen Feiran's general mood from his expression, chuckled, and didn't press him to recall anything further, naturally changing the subject.
Perhaps it was because Gu Suian's emotional intelligence was too high that he could easily see through her thoughts. Wen Feiran didn't feel the slightest bit constrained when interacting with her idol, as if they had known each other for a long time and were on the same wavelength.
After dinner, Gu Suian personally escorted Wen Feiran home.
Home was the most comforting place for Wen Feiran, and he rarely felt this reluctant to leave, but he couldn't show it. He waved to Gu Suian and said, "We're recording the next episode of the variety show next Wednesday. See you then."
Gu Suian nodded and silently watched Wen Feiran go upstairs.
When Wen Feiran got back, she subconsciously turned on her computer and saw Strawberry Bobo's reply.
[Strawberry Bobo: Ms. Autumn Waters, you are the god of fan fiction in ancient Greece!]
[Strawberry Bobo: Who said you can't write romance plots? This romance plot is amazing, so delicate!]
[Strawberry Bobo: Ms. Autumn Waters, this is such a big change! I thought you suddenly became more perceptive about love, lol]
[Strawberry Bobo: Ms. Autumn Waters, I have bathed, burned incense, recited scriptures, and prayed. I am ready to recite the entire text word for word!]
Strawberry Bobo has always been a very cute girl. You can feel her joyful emotions and vibrant energy even through the screen. After Wen Feiran replied with an emoji, she was overjoyed by the praise and couldn't help but look at the chat history again.
... Is he in a relationship?
That's impossible. At most, he might have one favorite idol.
For a fan to go to such lengths is quite an achievement; he gets to have dinner with his idol, and his idol even personally lets him come back.