Qin Zhen stiffened because of Du Chen's words. What did she just say? "Shrimp balls"? Is that meatball actually shrimp ball?

Qin Zhen was allergic to shrimp. Even if she ate it a little, she would have much reaction. If the situation was serious, it may even endanger her life. Because of the doctor's and her family's advice, she paid special attention to her meals. Prawns were always avoided, so few people knew her allergies, and Su Yi was one of them.

That time, even if she thought about it now, she still felt shy.

It was their first date after establishing a relationship with him, on a Sunday afternoon. They watched a movie together, she couldn't remember the name, but knew it was a less famous romantic comedy.

At dinner time, Su Yi took Qin Zhen to a high-end French restaurant.

At that time, Qin Zhen's family was considered rich in T City, and she often had meals in such high-end restaurants. However, at that time, Su Yi was just a high school student from an ordinary or even a poor family. Maybe that was the first time for him to come to such a restaurant.

Qin Zhen stood at the entrance of the restaurant and pulled Su Yi back.

"I don't like French food." She coquettishly said to him, "I haven't eaten kebabs for a long time, let's go to the snack street!"

She knew his self-esteem was strong, so she didn't say "too expensive".

However, instead of following her words, he pulled out a stack of neatly stacked banknotes from his pants pockets, all of which were pink, and Qin Zhen was stunned.

"Don't worry I can't afford it." He grinned, looking proud, and rubbing her hair.

"Where did the money ... come from?" At the moment Qin Zhen didn't feel a bit of joy, but a surge of fear. He was the head of the gangster in school. Fighting was a common occurrence. Although he converged a little, she was still afraid that he would not be able to control it and slip back into his old ways.

"What are you thinking?" Probably seeing Qin Zhen's questioning on her face, Su Yi knocked her head with a stern face, explaining: "I made all this money by working."

"Part-time job?" Qin Zhen remembered that, he did not look the same as he used to be in the past. He seemed to be very tired, and the dark circles under his eyes were also big.

"Ok."

"Why work?" Qin Zhen felt strange. Although his family conditions were not good, his parents' salary was enough for him to live and study.

He stretched out his arm, held her in his arms, stole a kiss on her lips, and pretended to say, "because you are too edible, I'm afraid I can't support you."

Qin Zhen's heart was as sweet as honey, but she still pinched him angrily, said like a spoilt child: "Who are too edible?!"

"My Piggy Qin." Su Yi said, and kissed her again.

"Piggy Qin " was the nickname Su Yi gave to Qin Zhen, his exclusive. Although Qin Zhen had protested that the nickname had personally attacked her at first, he insisted on calling her that way, and she had to accept it. Later, the more she listened, the better it seemed to her.

"We are at the door of the restaurant, can't you converge a bit?" Qin Zhen blushed, glanced aside, and saw other people's curious or disdainful look.

"No." Su Yi refused reasonably. "My girlfriend, why do I have to look at someone's face when I kiss?"

Qin Zhen had to pull him into the restaurant quickly and find a corner to sit down, fearing that they would be seen by others when he "sneaks" her.

The waiter presented two menus, Qin Zhen was still watching, and heard Su Yi say, "I want two salted lobsters."

Qin Zhen knew that salted lobster was the restaurant's signature dish and the most expensive one.

Just when she wanted to tell Su Yi that she could not eat shrimp, she saw him looking at her with anticipation and asked, "OK?"

Then she swallowed what she wanted to say, and eventually said "yes".

I had to admit that the salted lobster in this restaurant was indeed delicious. Qin Zhen finished eating a prawn and her body didn't have any allergic reaction. She began to think fortunately that maybe her allergy to shrimp had naturally recovered.

But she was happy for two minutes, and realized that something was wrong with her. With fever all over and shortness of breath, she felt that her chest was stuffy and could not breathe.

Su Yi also quickly discovered her abnormality and asked her anxiously: "What's wrong?"

"I ... am ... allergic..." Qin Zhen spit out these words in a difficult way, barely speaking, she was out of breath.

Su Yi beckoned the waiter to pay the bill. The restaurant manager thought that Qin Zhen got allergies because she had eaten what they had in the restaurant, and he refused to accept the money. Instead, he gave her several hundred yuan to see the doctor.

Su Yi had no mood or time to entangle too much with them, and rushed out holding Qin Zhen.

When Qin Zhen arrived at the hospital, she was covered with small red rashes. The doctor gave her transfusion and prescribed medicine again, and told Su Yi to look after her, don't let her scratch, otherwise she would be marred by the scars.

But Qin Zhen was really uncomfortable. She couldn't control her hands. She grabbed the rashes while Su Yi wasn't paying attention. Su Yi said several times that she wouldn't listen.

In the end he was annoyed, climbed directly onto the bed, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kept her still.

This was the first time she was lying on the same bed with a boy, her nose lingering around his fresh body fragrance, and at her ear was his steady heartbeat. She couldn't help but blush suddenly.

"You are allergic to shrimp, why not say it?" Su Yi finally started to question her until she calmed down.

"It's the first time that we eat together, I don't want to disappoint you." Qin Zhen lay on his chest and whispered.

"Fool." Su Yi lowered his head, chin resting on top of her head, hugged her tighter, "after you recover, give me a list and write everything you can't eat on it."

Recalling these, Qin Zhen could not help but smile.

After all these years, did he still remember she was allergic to shrimps? Thinking of this, she looked up at him again, this time, but saw that he had put a piece of chicken in Du Chen's bowl, and said softly, "This piece is chicken breast."

Qin Zhen's eyes darkened, and she was just feeling better, and once again down in the dumps.

Sure enough, she was still apathetic.