Mr. Lu, stop being such a jerk. Your wife is your nemesis's white moonlight.

Song Zhe asked the flight attendant for all sorts of meals.

But most of the things on the plane are prefabricated.

Faced with dry rice and tough steak, Yan Heng really couldn't muster any appetite.

I only took a slice of bread and then had them take everything away.

Xu An'an hesitated for a moment before asking, "I have some porridge here, would you like some?"

Yan Heng was taken aback. "You did this?"

"Yes," seeing that Yan Heng didn't refuse, Xu An'an took out one insulated box after another from her bag, "I made these at home tonight, don't worry, they haven't been touched, they're not leftovers."

Xu An'an never wastes food.

Since Lu Yiming hadn't returned, she naturally couldn't leave the meal she had painstakingly prepared there to spoil.

She didn't have much of an appetite at the time, so she simply packed it all up and took it with her.

Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy.

I asked the flight attendant to reheat all the food and bring it back, and it filled up two small tables completely.

Looking at the sumptuous meal, Yan Heng raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"What are you looking at? Eat up!" Xu An'an ladled a bowl of porridge and stuffed it into Yan Heng's hand. "When your stomach hurts, drink some porridge first. The meat and vegetables are cooked very soft, so you can eat them later."

Yan Heng took the bowl and spoon, and the touch of his fingertips with Xu An'an's sent a slight shiver through him.

He scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth. The rice porridge was fragrant and sticky, and it also contained soft and sweet peanuts and red beans, a familiar taste from his memory.

"How was it? My cooking was pretty good, wasn't it?"

Yan Heng didn't stop eating. He gave a soft "hmm" and continued to eat attentively, one bite after another.

Yan Heng ate very well, and after watching him for a while, Xu An'an also felt a little hungry.

Since Yan Heng couldn't possibly finish all the food on the table, Xu An'an simply picked up her chopsticks as well.

The aircraft flew smoothly in the stratosphere.

The cabin was dimly lit, with only the occasional soft clatter of bowls and chopsticks.

It actually has a rather heartwarming feel to it.

Xu An'an couldn't help but recall that a long time ago, they often ate together like this.

At that time, she did not know Yan Heng's true identity and thought he was a dropout from a poor family.

In "The Last Goodnight", Yan Heng plays Xie Chen, the younger brother of Xu An'an.

When Shao Feng first dragged him into acting, Yan Heng was very uncomfortable and couldn't get into character no matter what.

In order to help Yan Heng get into character, Shao Feng rented two small, dilapidated houses across the street for him and Xu An'an to live in, so as to cultivate their sibling relationship.

The younger brother in the play has a congenital heart disease, so the older sister is responsible for taking care of both siblings.

Xu An'an has always been serious about acting.

So during that time, both on and off screen, she genuinely treated him like a younger brother.

Xu An'an couldn't count how many meals she had cooked for Yan Heng; she only remembered that her cooking skills had improved dramatically during that period.

In my memory, Yan Heng was always lukewarm, until he celebrated Yan Heng's 18th birthday with him, after which their relationship improved significantly.

But that birthday...

Xu An'an remembers that she made many of Yan Heng's favorite dishes.

She also bought Yan Heng a new mobile phone and sneakers, and it seems she also bought some wine.

But later...

What happened next...?

She put down her chopsticks and suddenly spoke:

"Yan Heng, do you still remember your 18th birthday?"

Yan Heng, who was focused on eating, choked on his food upon hearing this, covering his mouth tightly with his hand and coughing violently.

Xu An'an quickly patted his back and handed him a glass of water.

After drinking several large gulps of water, Yan Heng gradually calmed down.

"...Why are you suddenly asking this?" he asked in a hoarse voice, his gaze somewhat evasive.

Seeing that Yan Heng's eyes were a little red from coughing, Xu An'an handed him a tissue. "I only remember that we ate, and after that... I have absolutely no recollection of anything, so I wanted to ask if you remember anything?"

Yan Heng unconsciously clenched the tissue, his voice lowering slightly, "It's been too long, I don't remember."

"Oh, okay..." Hearing the reply, Xu An'an nodded somewhat disappointedly. "Maybe we just had a meal, but I always feel like there's something else going on..."

Yan Heng wiped his mouth with a tissue and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the two had put down their chopsticks, the flight attendant came over and cleaned up the meal boxes.

"Are you feeling better?" Xu An'an, having eaten and drunk her fill, looked at Yan Heng and gestured with her chin toward his stomach.

"Um."

Seeing that Yan Heng had returned to his previous indifference, Xu An'an was speechless.

It's just like before.

They don't recognize people after they've eaten.

And she was so good to her before!

By the way, speaking of this—

"Why did you delete me?" Xu An'an suddenly asked.

Yan Heng froze, turning his head to look at Xu An'an in disbelief, completely unprepared for her to be so direct.

"Was it because of the movie that I stood you up?" She tapped the table in front of her lightly with her slender fingers, explaining to herself:

"Actually, I didn't mean to... I couldn't take the picture because—" Xu An'an wanted to explain further but then felt it was difficult to articulate, and sighed:

"Fine, it's all my fault no matter what." Her eyes flashed, and she looked at Yan Heng with a somewhat ingratiating expression, tilting her head slightly. "Young Master Yan, I apologize. Please forgive me, for the sake of these dishes?"

Looking into Xu An'an's bright eyes, Yan Heng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Release the pigeons...

How could she think it was just as simple as leaving someone behind?

Seeing that Yan Heng still didn't speak, Xu An'an tried again.

She took out her phone, tapped the screen a few times, and pushed it in front of Yan Heng.

"Yan Heng," she leaned slightly forward, a smile curving her lips, revealing two small dimples:

"Shall we make up?"

Yan Heng was suddenly stunned, then lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the screen:

Xu An'an's QR code gleamed faintly in the warm yellow light.

"Please, young master! Add me now."

Perhaps it was the wonderful atmosphere tonight, but for the first time, Xu An'an felt that the man in front of her was still the Yan Heng she knew, so she relaxed and started joking:

"Do you know that if all the men in the world who want to add me on WeChat lined up, they'd circle the equator!"

Unable to resist laughing at her, Yan Heng clenched his fist and put it to his lips, feigning a cough.

"Then I am truly honored." With a faint smile, he took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

When the "Friend Added" notification popped up, Xu An'an smiled triumphantly.

Looking at her smiling eyes, Yan Heng sighed almost imperceptibly.

All the defenses I've painstakingly built up over the years have crumbled so easily in front of her.

He actually lied just now.

How could he not remember his 18th birthday?

Over the years, that birthday has appeared in his dreams countless times.

That very night, the young man suddenly realized that he didn't actually want to treat Xu An'an as an "older sister."

Just now, she said she wanted to "make up".

But he waited for so many years.

What he wants is far more than just "making up".