tarararawr5-6 minutes 08.07.2021

Translator: tarararawr

The Fifth Cup of Coffee Part 2

See the Mountain: Can I ask which restaurant the duck blood vermicelli is from?

The other side replied back in a second.

Orange Sunset: One sec, I’ll share the restaurant with you.

Orange Sunset: If you like it, you must go to Nanjing to eat the authentic version.

See the Mountain: Okay.

Orange Sunset: I didn’t think you would eat this kind of food.

See the Mountain: ?

Orange Sunset: You look like an immortal, like you only drink dew.

Orange Sunset: Like you would skim out the oil when you eat vegetables.

Yun Xian finished reading the words on the screen and was amused by her words.

This was the first time he had seen such a description. She was not boastful nor derogatory.

See the Mountain: I really don’t eat very often.

Orange Sunset: This is the best food in Xi City. Don’t worry! It’s on the street next to the café. It’s very sanitary and clean.

See the Mountain: Okay, thank you.

Jiang Ying sent a gif with a pink rabbit sucking down noodles. 1 Yun Xian guessed that she meant to say “enjoy your meal.”

At ten o’clock that evening, Li Zhicheng, who had only a few mouthfuls of congee that day, received a picture from Yun Xian.

The picture showed a bowl of duck blood vermicelli with spicy oil poured on top. The broth was rich, and the duck blood was fresh and tender. It was sprinkled with coriander. It smelled, looked, and tasted great.

See the Mountain: Let’s go to Jinling2 one day.

Complete Sincerity: Haha, I will cast a spell on you, and you will gain 20 jin tomorrow. Your abs will become fat!

See the mountain: Reflected.

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On Friday, Jiang Ying planned to go to Cloudside to get a cake for the weekend after work.

As soon as she entered the shop, she saw that Yun Xian was about to go out. He was wearing athletic clothes today. It was cool and fit.

Jiang Ying asked him, “Are you going to work out?”

Yun Xian tightened the lid of the water bottle and made a sound to acknowledge it.

Jiang Ying’s eyes looked around and asked, “Gym?”

Yun Xian replied, “Yeah, it’s the one around the corner.”

“Oh, that one!” Jiang Ying beamed with happiness. “I have a card there.”

Yun Xian looked at her and lightly smiled. “Do you go often?”

Jiang Ying nodded, stretched her arms and lied with a straight face. “I like exercising.”

She really did have a card. She won it as a prize at last year’s annual meeting. It was reasonable to assume that Li Zhicheng did not want to go so he set up this kind of trifling award.

Everyone else had iPads or the Switch. No matter how bad the prizes were, they also had water boilers and foot soaking tubs. She, a chubby homebody who didn’t like sports, got a fitness card.

Yun Xian lowered his eyes and looked at her silently.

The weather was warm in April. Jiang Ying wore a T-shirt and denim skirt today, which showed a pair of fair and well-shaped calves. She was not fat or thin. Just looking at her shape showed that she didn’t exercise very much.

He came up with an idea and he deliberately teased her, “Then why don’t you go with me?”

“Huh?” Jiang Ying obviously did not expect this to happen, and put on an awkward smile. “I have something to do today, next time, next time.”

Yun Xian pursed the corner of his lips that wanted to turn into a smile. “Then I’ll go first. Goodbye.”

Jiang Ying waved. “Goodbye.”

As they left each other Jiang Ying put away her smiling face and went to the counter and ordered weakly, “Give me a cheesecake to go.”

Ding— Her cell phone let out a notification. Jiang Ying swiped the screen to unlock it.

It was a seven second long message:

Although I am the owner of the café, I would like to warn you, have you been eating too many sweets recently?

His voice was heard close to her ears. Jiang Ying rubbed her blushing face, her cheeks were hot. She muttered inside, Why do you care if I’m eating too much!

After leaving Cloudside Café, Jiang Ying drove to her parents’ house.

After she started working, she rented an apartment. The reason she gave her family was that it was close to the company and she could sleep for an extra 20 minutes every morning.

But the truth was because she often stayed up late to write out plots as she worked overtime, and was afraid of her parents nagging about it.

As soon as she pulled out the key and opened the door, the “I’m back” got stuck in her throat and she failed to say it.

Mother Jiang was sitting on the sofa on the phone. Her tone was serious, and she was scolding someone in the Wu dialect.

“Why can’t you only eat dinner at eight o’clock? Do you want to come back?”

“I told you not to drink so much before, and I won’t care if you come back after completely drunk!”

Jiang Ying heaved a sigh and carefully changed her shoes before she went into the room.