TSFLIP Chapter 308

He asked, “Do you like desserts?”

“Yes, I love sweet things.” Fengguang sighed regretfully. “But I’m not just an ordinary person now, so I can’t eat sweets too often. Sister Hanhan says that if I gain weight, it’ll be bad for me.”

He whispered, “It’s okay.”

“What’s okay?”

“Even if you gain weight, you’ll still look great.”

Fengguang paused for a moment, then couldn’t help but smile and cup her face in her hands. “You know how to flatter, but you’re right. I am Xia Fengguang, and even if I gain weight, I’ll still look good. If I get the chance, I’ll invite you to my favorite cake shop for some cake.”

He chuckled softly. “Alright.”

It was like the warmth of March sunshine, soothing the heart.

She blinked, and the words slipped out of her mouth, “You’re really good-looking.”

“You’re beautiful too.” His voice was like a warm breeze drifting into her ears, wrapping around her heart. “You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

It was undoubtedly the highest compliment.

Fengguang had heard similar words many times, but hearing them from this man made her heart race for a moment. She pretended to remain calm and said, “Well, you probably haven’t met that many girls.”

He thought seriously for a moment. “From my memory, I’ve met thirty-two women. Is that a lot?”

“…Are you joking?”

He shook his head. “I’m not joking, it was thirty-two. No one would talk to me, so I was bored. Because of that, I even counted how many stone tiles there are in this house.”

Fengguang didn’t believe it. “Then tell me, how many tiles are there?”

“Seven hundred eighty-two.”

She was silent for a second. “That joke isn’t funny.”

“You don’t believe me,” he said, not as a question, but as a certainty.

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that…” She paused, trying to find the right words. “How bored would someone have to be to do something like that?”

He stood up, his smile warm yet filled with determination. “If you don’t believe me, we can count them together.”

“Huh?”

“If you count them, you’ll believe me. I won’t lie to you.” The wind gently tousled the hair on his forehead, not ruining his elegance but adding a touch of sunlit charm.

He was indeed very handsome, just her type.

Fengguang thought for a moment, then lowered her guard in the face of his beauty. She stood up. “Alright, let’s count the tiles in this house together.”

He smiled gracefully. “Let’s start from beneath our feet.”

“Okay.” She didn’t understand why she agreed to do such a childish thing, but when she saw his smile, she suddenly felt that maybe doing something so silly with him could be fun.

His demeanor was so lonely that she couldn’t bear to refuse.

They started from the locust tree, moving from left to right, not missing a single room. He said the doors to every room were open because there was nothing important inside.

Fengguang couldn’t help but ask, “Have you been here for a long time?”

“Seems like… about a month.”

She didn’t know what to say. She could only silently think that this Yu Shu was dedicated. He’d come to the filming location a whole month early. He was quite invested in his work.

He asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

She was about to say that she admired his professionalism, but the words shifted, and she instead said, “You’re so handsome, who else would I look at?”

“This is the second time you’ve said I’m handsome. Am I better looking than Mo Yiyun?” He stopped, lowering his head and smiling. His gaze, as it looked at her, seemed to carry the soft, blossoming warmth of spring, like the winter cold had melted into life.

It was the gentlest of smiles.