As summer approached, Shen Shuangjian, who had been kept at home for a long time, was taken out to play by Shen Sixian and Xie Jinghui.
After a serious illness and a persistent cough that lasted for a long time, several months passed in the blink of an eye before Shen Shuangjian fully recovered and her condition stabilized.
For months, they barely saw any sunlight, and the most they went out was to bask in the sun in the garden of the side hall at midday when the sun was at its strongest.
Shen Shuangjian already fair-skinned, like she was made of jade. After being pampered like a princess and the pea for several months, she became even more translucent and fair.
Neither of them has been very busy lately, and Shen Shuangjian staying away from them for a while, so she's become quiet and withdrawn.
So yesterday, Xie Jinghui. First, he packed his luggage, and then the next day, he and Shen Sixian took Shen Shuangjian to a seaside city they had visited before.
Although it's only the prelude to the height of summer, the warm sea breeze of this coastal city is already stirring up restlessness.
Shen Shuangjian to be in a good mood, which was rare. After a long flight, she didn't look down when she landed and got into the car.
He was rarely in such a good mood, so he opened the car window, and Shen Sixian and he sat in the back seat, leaving Xie Jinghui in the front to be their driver.
"Don't lean your head too close, or you'll get a headache," Shen Sixian gently reminded him.
Shen Shuangjian seemed to be in a really good mood. Although his expression didn't change much, his calm eyes and the way he leaned slightly against the car window told you that he was probably very happy.
Xie Jinghui could barely make out some images of the back seat in the rearview mirror. He smiled and gently placed one hand on the car door.
He said, "It's hard for Zhizhi to be so happy, let him be."
Shen Sixian simply scolded him, "Your head hurts from blowing, are you going to take your place?"
Xie Jinghui raised an eyebrow slightly, conceding defeat, and said no more.
He and Shen Sixian always had too many arguments about Shen Shuangjian; the arguments were never-ending.
It has nothing to do with who admits defeat or gives in, because they never intended to compete; they simply had different approaches to the matter of loving Shen Shuangjian.
The afternoon sun in the seaside town was lazy and gentle.
The brightly colored glass shop had only a few people scattered around, drinking coffee and milk, eating soft bread, and joking quietly.
"Wow, the bread and milk at this shop are really delicious!"
"Yes, but it's a pity they're only open until 1 p. m."
"After all, it's a breakfast restaurant."
"The croissants are delicious too!"
"Hehe, that's not all! This is my hidden gem little shop, and the owner is a really handsome guy."
At the next table, two bright-eyed girls were also having a discussion.
"I don't know if what they're saying in the group is true."
"Oh, don't worry, this shop doesn't allow photography, but I guess the owner won't notice if I secretly take a Polaroid photo~"
The girl took out her camera as she spoke, but her hand was interrupted by a voice behind her just as she raised it.
"Miss, you can't take pictures here."
At the shop entrance, the owner, carrying a bag of bread, pushed open the door and entered. He gently stopped him with a smile, ignoring the excited whispers at the other tables who were gripping their wrists in excitement because of his arrival.
He went back out and changed the sign from "Open for Business" to "Closed for Business".
When he looked up again, the soft afternoon light shone on him. Yu Sheng covered his eyes, his features softened, yet somehow felt distant.
After quietly enjoying the sunshine for a while, Yu Sheng smiled and leaned against the door, seemingly lost in thought, gazing at the endless stream of cars on the road, his expression calm and focused.
On the wide road, a black car drove slowly and steadily. Shen Shuangjian against the car window, her eyes calm and gentle, looking at the small shops along the roadside, each with a different color, yet together they created a colorful scene.
The car was forced to move very slowly on this road. A breeze blew, and a strand of hair was blown out of the car window. Yu Sheng raised his head and looked over as if he sensed something.
"Boss!"
" Zhizhi."
Yu Sheng turned around and looked at the little girl waving and calling to him from inside the shop.
At that moment, Shen Shuangjian turned around upon hearing the sound. He looked at Shen Sixian and tilted his head slightly to ask Shen Sixian who had called him.
"Boss, I have a question for you."
" Zhizhi, don't stick your head out, it's dangerous."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Shuangjian her lips and slightly withdrew her body from Shen Sixian's grasp of her hand.
As Yu Sheng listened to the sounds coming from the shop, his heart pounded. He turned around again and caught a glimpse of a strand of hair fluttering in the wind amidst the continuous flow of traffic. Further back, he saw a man's smiling face and a child playfully sticking his hand out of a car window.
Yu Sheng tilted his head, and urged by the girl, he pushed open the door, putting the strangeness out of his mind, and went to the person who had called him.
"What's wrong?"
The table that had called him was occupied by a couple. The young woman in the couple was smiling brightly as she asked him, "Boss, how do you make this milk and croissant? They're so delicious! I want to make them for my boyfriend too!"
Her lover, sitting opposite her, simply smiled indulgently upon hearing this.
"Hmm." Yu Sheng lowered his eyes, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense. "This is our shop's exclusive recipe, so it's not convenient to reveal it."
When he speaks, his youthful, lively eyes and brows appear especially radiant.
At that moment, a slightly excited voice rang out, trembling slightly. " Yu Sheng?!"
As if by conditioned reflex, Yu Sheng turned around and flashed a bright smile. The sunlight refracted and shone like stage lighting. His response was natural, as if he had said it a thousand times before.
"I am here."
The words "light and airy" brought tears to the eyes of the young girl opposite him. Yu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered and resumed his gentle and polite demeanor as the shop owner.
He repeated, "I'm here."
The little girl choked and didn't say anything more, but her companion beside her said excitedly, "Hey, it's Yu Sheng! Is this really your shop?"
Yu Sheng slowly stopped laughing. He pulled up a chair, turned it around, rested his chin on the back of the chair, and nodded.
My companion asked curiously, "So why did you choose to open a shop here?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Sheng wrinkled his nose slightly, a thoughtful expression that was both obvious and deliberately feigned.
He said, "Perhaps it's because of my passion?"
One sentence made the girl in the couple laugh out loud. She held up the milk and teasingly asked, "So your milk tastes so good because of love?"
His eyes, always sparkling and gleaming like gemstones, remained bright as he looked at the glass of milk in the girl's hand. After a moment, he smiled and nodded.
The girl was even more amused and asked, "Your milk tastes especially good. Can the manager tell me your preferred recipe?"
The pure white liquid flowed, and the eyes reflected in the glass blinked, then seemed to transform into another kind of brilliance.
Yu Sheng lowered his head even further, looking up at the glass of milk. After a long while, his gaze softened, and he spoke with a tender voice.
"A glass of fresh milk with almonds, microwaved for 43 seconds, will achieve the perfect temperature."