The hotel's restaurant was not far from the main entrance. It took only about ten minutes to walk there. After they were seated, Li Qiyu suddenly thought, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to eat secretly?"
Li Qiyu was still thinking about her father, elder brother, sister - in - law, and little nephew who hadn't eaten yet.
Song Jiaye shook his head with a smile. "You're still worried about them. They must have already eaten."
Since Song Jiaye was taking Li Qiyu out, he had surely arranged something enjoyable for them. He guessed they probably hadn't even come back from outside yet.
Only then did Li Qiyu feel relieved and sit down.
Song Jiaye knew Li Xiyu's habits. She liked Western food, and the steaks in this hotel were second to none. So he ordered a steak for her and a plate of Chinese fried rice for himself.
When the steak was served, Li Qiyu sat upright without moving. After waiting for a long time and noticing that the waiter didn't bring any rice, she secretly asked Song Jiaye.
"Did they forget about me?"
Song Jiaye looked at the dishes on the table. Her steak, a small dessert, and a piece of cheese were all served.
"Forget what?"
"Why don't I have any rice?"
Song Jiaye looked at the fried rice on his own plate with a frown. He had already eaten some, and it wasn't appropriate to let her eat his leftovers.
Song Jiaye asked, "Um, do you know how to eat steak? How about you eat the steak first? I'll order another plate of fried rice for you."
"Sure, I know how to eat meat." Li Qiyu looked around on the table, then picked up the chopsticks and stabbed directly at the steak.
Then she lifted the steak up.
Seeing Li Qiyu about to take a bite of the steak, Song Jiaye was shocked.
He had never seen anyone eat steak like this.
However, when the chopsticks pierced through the steak and the red juice that looked like blood under it scared Li Qiyu. She dropped the steak and said, "This meat isn't cooked! Waiter!"
Li Qiyu was about to shout for the waiter when Song Jiaye quickly stopped her.
What was a "waiter" anyway?
It was his fault. He had forgotten that Li Qiyu had lost her memory and probably didn't even know how to eat steak.
At this moment, Li Qiyu's shout still attracted the waiter. The waiter was very respectful and asked, "Dear guests, may I help you?"
"Order another plate of rice for her," Song Jiaye asked. "Is fried rice okay?"
Li Qiyu nodded and put forward her own request to the waiter.
"Don't you have a stove here?"
"A stove?" The waiter had never heard such a request before.
"Yes. The meat isn't cooked. I want to roast it."
Song Jiaye had ordered a medium - rare steak. The waiter had never heard that a guest wanted to roast the steak by themselves because it wasn't cooked enough. He asked, "If the guest isn't used to it, I can ask the kitchen to fry it for you again."
Li Qiyu shook her head.
"Just give me a stove. It tastes better when I roast it myself."
Li Qiyu gave the order very quickly. By the time the waiter left in a daze to prepare, Song Jiaye didn't even have a chance to interrupt.
Song Jiaye had lived for so many years and had never heard of someone wanting to roast a steak.
Fortunately, the service quality of this hotel was quite good. They really brought an electric grill for roasting meat and prepared dipping sauce and lettuce to relieve greasiness. Fortunately, this was an outdoor restaurant, so there was no need to worry about the fumes.
Just as Li Qiyu was about to ask what kind of stove this was, Song Jiaye, who had anticipated her question, interrupted her. He said to the waiter, "It's okay. Thank you." Then he let the waiter leave first.
Li Qiyu said unhappily, "How can it be okay? He hasn't brought me the stove yet."
Song Jiaye turned on the switch of the electric grill, and the heating tube underneath immediately turned red.
"This is the stove."
Li Qiyu had just learned about a new thing. She couldn't wait to eat the roasted meat. She picked up the steak and threw the whole piece onto the grill.
Song Jiaye was stunned.
"Do you roast it like this?"
"How else should I roast it? We used to roast it like this. Sometimes we even roasted a whole sheep."
When they were in the military camp, they used to roast whole chickens and whole sheep. A group of people would gather around the bonfire, each with a small knife to cut a piece, drinking and chatting at the same time.
Compared to a whole livestock, this piece of steak was just a small slice of meat.
Song Jiaye frowned when he heard this. Roast whole sheep wasn't really a new dish, but this wasn't their way of eating. And when had Li Xiyu ever roasted a sheep by herself?
It was probably just nonsense again.
Song Jiaye shook his head helplessly. He took the steak off the fire and cut it into pieces with a knife and fork.
Although this action was strange, Song Jiaye looked quite good doing it. Only then did Li Qiyu know how to use the knife and fork on the table.
After cutting the steak into small pieces, Song Jiaye picked them up one by one and put them on the grill. After they were roasted, he dipped them in the sauce and put them on Li Qiyu's plate.
During this process, the passing guests and waiters couldn't help but stare at them.
Turning a steak that cost nearly a thousand yuan a plate into roadside barbecue that cost only one or two hundred yuan was such a waste.
Song Jiaye never thought that he would go crazy with Li Qiyu and do something that would make people laugh at them as country bumpkins if it got out.
However, seeing Li Qiyu eating happily bite after bite, he suddenly felt that being a bit crazy wasn't so bad.
Moreover, since Li Xiyu lost her memory, her taste was unexpectedly in line with his. He couldn't appreciate those so - called top - grade steaks either. They weren't as good as roadside barbecue.
Li Qiyu didn't touch the dessert after the meal. She wasn't used to having desserts.
Song Jiaye looked at the two remaining dessert cups and was a bit confused.
These used to be Li Xiyu's favorites.
Was Li Xiyu still the same Li Xiyu?
After walking out of the restaurant, the two stood at the door and looked at each other.
Li Xiyu: "Take a walk to digest?"
Song Jiaye: "Walk back?"
They spoke in unison again.
Song Jiaye couldn't describe how he felt. It seemed that their strange tacit understanding was increasing.
It was the same road again. They walked back slowly.
By now, night had fallen. The streetlights shone down, stretching their shadows long.
Song Jiaye looked at Li Qiyu beside him. She seemed a bit listless, as if lost in thought.
Song Jiaye opened his mouth. "Um... Xiyu, do you know that I've always been having a dream."
"A dream?" Li Qiyu was thinking about Zhou Donglin and was a bit absent - minded. She looked up at Song Jiaye. "Why are you suddenly talking about dreams?"
Because he thought of the movie adaptation of *Spring and Yu Collection*, Song Jiaye originally wanted to tell Li Qiyu about this dream. But at the moment when Li Qiyu looked up and replied absent - mindedly, Song Jiaye felt a bit uncomfortable.
He had carefully shared his most precious secret, but it didn't seem to be taken seriously.