FINDING SOMEONE IN A LOVE VARIETY SHOW (1V1 SC)

There was heavy rain in the afternoon. The sun sets late on the island. After the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, the sky was covered with a layer of fantastic colors in the evening. The moon slowly climbed up the sky, like a painter painted it, dreamy and beautiful, it seemed so unreal.

  Lu Sheng returned home, and the smell of oil smoke came from the kitchen.

  Luan Yan came out with a bowl of soup. When she saw him, she smiled with her eyes curved, and said sweetly and softly: "Lu Sheng, happy birthday."

  He lived in a daze every day, even his father forgot his birthday, but she remembered it.

  Luan Yan had seen his ID card and remembered his birthday. He was born in August, the hottest and brightest season with scorching sun.

  Luan Yan put a bowl of noodles on the dining table, pulled him over to sit down, put the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "I bought a roast duck, Fatty Monkey said you like it, and I also cooked noodles. When I was a child, my grandmother cooked longevity noodles for me on my birthday. I only know how to cook noodles. I tasted it and it tasted okay."

  Luan Ran has been urging her to go home early every day recently because she is leaving soon.

  If she doesn't leave, things will only become more troublesome when her mother comes.

  She can't tell Lu Sheng to wait for her, because she is not sure when she can come back. She still has to take the music school entrance exam, and he still has to take care of his father. They all have things they have to do and responsibilities they have to bear. Before she leaves, she wants to have more pleasant experiences with Lu Sheng. She wants to celebrate his birthday, be good to him, and leave him with the happiest and most unforgettable memories.

  Lu Sheng held the chopsticks for a long time without saying a word. Under Luan Yan's expectant gaze, he took a bite. The noodles were very simple, with a few green leaves and an egg on top. The hot steam floated up, moistening Lu Sheng's eyebrows. He whispered, "It tastes good."

  He forgot how he spent this time last year. It seemed that he lay on a bench in the hospital all night.

  Last year, Lu Sheng never thought, nor dared to think, that he would meet Luan Yan.

  He would be loved by a little elk who always used the excuse of being lost, clumsily, cautiously, gently, and caringly.

  His gray world suddenly had a little more light.

  This moment was the happiest moment of Lu Sheng's day. All his fatigue and tiredness could be cured by her smile. He finally had a moment of relaxation and said with a smile: "Your craftsmanship is not bad. I thought you were going to burn my house down."

  Luan Yan only rented for a month. Her lease was about to expire. She did not mention renewing the lease. Lu Sheng also understood that she might not live there anymore. They were originally from two different worlds and had completely different lives. They had an intersection by accident, but it was only temporary. She should not stay for him.

  Lu Sheng told himself from the beginning that he should stay away from Luan Yan. He did not deny that he liked Luan Yan. There were too many things about her that were worth liking. She was gentle and lovely, sensible and independent, and talented. Her appearance was just her least noteworthy advantage.

  As for why he did not do it, Lu Sheng could not tell clearly. Perhaps it was because she kept calling him Lu Sheng, or perhaps some fate was destined from the moment they met. So no matter how much he avoided her, she would still happen to pass by that street and meet him unexpectedly.

  Now he couldn't persuade himself anymore. He faced the fact that he liked her. He was not qualified to have her. He could give her very little, but what he had, in the existing time, he was willing to give her without reservation.

  Luan Yan shook her head and said seriously: "I won't burn your house, Lu Sheng. I won't destroy anything you have."

  She heard his story from Fang Manlin. She thought that Lu Sheng should also know what Fang Manlin said. Fang Manlin would tell him, but she would not mention it to Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng didn't need her pity, and he would not ask for money from anyone casually. She didn't spend much time with him, but she knew what kind of person Lu Sheng was.

  She wanted to protect him, and she couldn't bear to destroy him in the slightest.

  "Lu Sheng, eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's mushy." Luan Yan was still confident in her cooking noodles, so she urged him to eat and wrapped the roast duck for him with her own hands.

  She knew Lu Sheng's food preferences. He ate all vegetables and meat except seafood. As someone who grew up on an island, he didn't like any of the island's specialties. He didn't look like an islander at all, which was quite strange.

  After Lu Sheng finished eating the noodles and the soup, he put down his chopsticks and said, "I was planning to make coconut cake tonight."

  Luan Yan looked up in surprise. She didn't doubt that Lu Sheng must have made it for her. There was no need to ask him if he would make it again. She looked at him with sparkling eyes and said, "Then can you give me a few of your comics?"

  Lu Sheng nodded slightly: "All for you."

  Anyway, most of them were drawn for her.

  He was forced by his mother to learn to paint when he was a child. He didn't have this hobby, but he had a good talent. In the world of painters, a painting can reveal the truest side of a person. Technology is an auxiliary to emotion. Seeing a mountain is a mountain, and seeing a sea is a sea. Whether a painting has an aura depends on the painter, so Lu Sheng can't draw people. He can only draw animals, plants, and landscapes.

  It was because she was interested in his paintings that he became interested in painting. he

  wished she could be happy like this often.

  Luan Yan cleaned up the dishes happily and took the initiative to wash the dishes. She stood by the sink, wiping the dishes while watching Lu Sheng process the ingredients. The white coconut milk and condensed milk were mixed together and boiled in the pot. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance and the most unique taste of coconut.

  The greedy eyes were too hot. Lu Sheng turned sideways to look at Luan Yan and said, "Come here, I will teach you how to make coconut cake."

  Luan Yan walked to his side. The stove was very small and it was a bit crowded for two people to stand there. Lu Sheng handed her the chopsticks in his hand and stood behind her as if he was hugging her from behind. His breath surrounded her, surrounding her strongly and peacefully.

  His big hand grasped her small hand, and he led her to stir the coconut milk in the pot. Her hand was very cold, but his palm was extremely hot. One needed coldness to calm down, and the other needed heat to warm up. It was like two extremes approaching each other, craving each other's temperature, blending with it, and lingering with it, to achieve perfect temperature.

  Luan Yan's heartbeat accelerated. Only Lu Sheng had given her such a feeling. She could also feel how restless the heartbeat of the man behind her was.

  Lu Sheng restrainedly let go of his hand and said, "Just stir clockwise."

  Luan Yan turned her head, with stars in her eyes, reflecting Lu Sheng's face. She frowned and stared at him.

  The two looked at each other without speaking, but they said everything in their eyes. They knew each other's intentions and understood their intentions, but at this moment, they had an insurmountable gap. The distance was too long, and no one could cross it. They looked at each other across the ocean, and one step forward was the deep sea.

  Lu Sheng surrendered. He gave in to his heart and resigned himself to holding Luan Yan's hand again. He led her hand to stir slowly, put down the things he had been holding back, lowered his head slightly, and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

  Luan Yan smiled happily and whispered, "The coconut cake made by Lu Sheng himself is the best coconut cake Yan Yan has ever eaten."

  "You'll know before it's done." Lu Sheng also smiled, his lips curved in a rude and gentle manner.

  "It must be." Luan Yan was so sure.

  From a distance, the two of them seemed to be cuddling, hugging each other, like a pair of lovers in love, inseparable, but they knew so clearly and so sure in their hearts that they would soon leave each other's world. There was no possibility of time stopping. Whether they wanted to or not, it passed quickly.

  This coconut cake was made by the two of them together. According to Luan Yan's request, Lu Sheng added a lot of sugar. The steamed cake looked very good. It was white and tender, soft and elastic, and exuded the fragrance of coconut and milk. It was sweet and tempting, just like her.

  Luan Yan tasted it and it was just as she thought. It was the most delicious coconut cake she had ever eaten.

  Since her grandmother passed away, no one would spend time and effort to make something for her. It was not a nanny's job, nor was it to please her, but simply out of love and pampering for her, giving her what she likes.

  She fed the coconut cake to Lu Sheng's mouth, and Lu Sheng took a little bit of the small corner she had bitten with her hand, and said, "It's too sweet."

  "Is it bad to be too sweet?"

  Lu Sheng relaxed his brows, with a soft light in his eyes, and agreed, "No."

  Luan Yan ate the coconut cake in small bites, watching Lu Sheng wipe the stove, and her voice was barely audible: "Lu Sheng, I will always remember this coconut cake, the coconut cake you made for me."

  Lu Sheng heard it, and his body paused slightly, and soon returned to normal and said: "Eat the rest tomorrow, kid, go to bed early."

  It has been a long time since anyone called her a kid.

  Luan Yan didn't think that this was saying that she was childish, she felt that she was loved and cared for by Lu Sheng.

  He still had to go to the hospital. Luan Yan nodded obediently, turned around, and walked out of the kitchen. Suddenly, she paused and turned back to say, "Lu Sheng, will the weather on the island be good tomorrow?"

  Lu Sheng replied softly, "Yes."

  Luan Yan smiled sweetly and said, "Good night, Lu Sheng."

  "Good night."

  Lu Sheng watched her go back to her room.

  People are greedy. He longs for the warmth of light, but he also understands that he can't keep her.

  She will leave, sooner or later, and he will say goodbye to her properly, just like now, watching her leave the island.