Early the next morning, Shi Sheng woke up and opened Zhihu, searching for how to become a qualified boyfriend.

The first suggestion said that little surprises in life are an indispensable means of adding spice. He thought for a moment, isn’t the biggest surprise him remembering their past?

Shi Sheng’s memories lingered on his university days. He had scattered memories from high school and college, and he was very dissatisfied with the fact that he had to recall memories in batches. If he could remember a bit more professional knowledge, his job wouldn’t be so difficult.

But the past events awakened past emotions, slowly excavating everything forgotten. Although he didn’t know if they ended up together later, he felt that Lu Lin was right.

They were indeed secretly in love with each other.

Even Lu Lin himself, who fabricated the story of mutual secret admiration, didn’t know they were actually both in love.

Anyway, the biggest surprise of “him remembering” would surely make Lu Lin ecstatic when he found out, maybe he would even do a 360-degree somersault in mid-air.

So, when Sheng woke up in the morning, he inexplicably picked a white shirt of the same style, and there was a basketball hoop on the training ground’s basketball court, where Lu Lin occasionally played basketball with his colleagues.

With wolfberries steeping in a thermos, he picked up the cup and went out. As he passed by the mirror, he thought for a moment, then unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt collar.

Not bad.

He calculated the time well; just as the training ended, during break time, a few firefighters gathered to play King of Glory. Lu Lin had never been interested in these things. He took a basketball and took three steps to shoot.

“Bang!” The ball went into the basket. Lu Lin turned his head and met Sheng’s gaze as he handed over the thermos. A slender figure in a white shirt stood there, revealing a delicate collarbone.

“Did you come here to bring me water on purpose?” Lu Lin hesitated as he took the thermos, unscrewed the lid, and the strong aroma of wolfberries wafted out, still steaming hot, not suitable for quenching thirst at all.

But he still took a big gulp.

The satisfaction revealed in Shi Sheng’s eyes was like a cunning little fox. Lu Lin felt somewhat helpless; his gaze unintentionally flickered across the opened collar a few times.

Hmm, his skin was quite fair.

“You keep the wolfberries; have some more. It’s good for your health.” Lu Lin finally reached out and tapped Shi Sheng’s forehead, casually buttoning up his shirt, “Xiao Yin will come over later. We’ll go out for dinner tonight. What do you want to eat?”

“…That hotpot place across the street is good.”

“Okay, let’s go there then.”

Shi Sheng vaguely remembered that Lu Lin really liked the tripe at the hotpot place across the street, and he would always order two plates every time they went.

But he himself never ate things like beef tripe and pig intestines. If he specially ordered it for Lu Lin this time, would Lu Lin be pleasantly surprised to realize he remembered? Shi Sheng lowered his head, concealing the mischievous smile in his eyes.

By the time Lu Yin arrived, Shi Sheng and Lu Lin were already waiting there. Shi Sheng’s foot had improved a lot, and they naturally stood side by side. They chatted about condiments as if nothing had happened. Standing together felt so harmonious.

Lu Yin glanced back and forth, feeling that it had only been a few days since they last met, but the atmosphere between the two of them was completely different from before. She glanced at her elder brother again and found that Lu Lin didn’t even pay attention to her, his gaze constantly falling on Shi Sheng.

“Your sister’s here,” Shi Sheng raised his head and saw her.

“Let’s go, let’s go over.”

The dim yellow light was shining on the sandalwood table. There weren’t many people eating at this time. Shi Sheng had already ordered sliced beef and enoki mushrooms, then glanced at Lu Lin and deliberately added tripe. He started hinting.

Lu Lin’s finger paused as he swiped the screen, obviously noticing the tripe that had been added. He turned his head to look at Shi Sheng. “You—”

Shi Sheng’s lips curved up slightly, his heart unable to contain his excitement. However, Lu Lin just frowned slightly. “Did your taste change?”

“…”

Sheng propped his head on the table, regrettingly biting on the milk tea straw, feeling that perhaps this matter was too subtle.

On the other side, Lu Yin accidentally spilled lemon water and asked Lu Lin for tissue.

Lu Lin didn’t move, and Shi Sheng naturally took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Lu Yin.

“It’s from home again, right?” Lu Lin glanced at the bag she brought over.

“Mom made a jar of pickles and asked me to bring it for you to taste,” Lu Yin wiped the water off and picked up the bag, handing it to Lu Lin. “And she specifically asked me to remind you to hurry up and put finding a girlfriend on your agenda.”

Shi Sheng heard it but wasn’t annoyed, instead, he looked at Lu Lin with interest. Lu Lin shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s not going to happen. How’s dad’s health recently?”

The waiter handed them the menu and brought the cocktail Lu Yin ordered at the front desk. After scanning among the three of them, it was placed in front of Shi Sheng. Lu Lin noticed and picked up his glass with two fingers, changing positions.

“He’s fine, he even went mountain climbing with Uncle Huang yesterday,” Lu Yin looked at Shi Sheng. “How’s his memory recovery?”

“It’s not bad, thanks for asking,” Shi Sheng took the lead in speaking, his hand resting below, fingertips mischievously tapping Lu Lin’s thigh.

Lu Lin’s expression stiffened for a moment, then he caught his hand.

“I said my recovery isn’t bad.” Shi Sheng grinned at him, his long lashes slightly raised.

The conversation among the three was brief and mundane, yet a subtle atmosphere emerged, hinting at something unclear. Lu Lin couldn’t grasp the meaning behind the words, and his heart skipped a beat.

“Oh, are you two… taking it to the next level?” Lu Yin glanced at the two sitting side by side, secretly wondering if her brother had taken advantage of Shi Sheng’s amnesia to win him over.

Lu Lin turned his head and met Shi Sheng’s direct and meaningful gaze. As he looked into his eyes, he paused for two or three seconds, and then saw himself reflected in Shi Sheng’s eyes.

With a slight upturn of his lips, Lu Lin softened his tone. “It depends on whether someone is willing or not.”