December 24, 2019, Los Angeles, on a certain road

Merz-GLC-Amg43 is racing at high speed

"I thought about it, and I have to say that what she said was not wrong at all. You really looked like... when you were eating." Leaning against the window and blowing the cold wind from the opposite window, Yang remembered Missyoung's state while eating.

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen when you say this at this time? I'm driving." Missyoung didn't show much expression in response to teasing Missyoung, but smiled calmly as always.

Although he doesn’t have much expression, his mouth

Missyoung has no intention of sparing her at all.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I will treat you to the next meal." The problems caused by eating can only be solved by eating, even though we have just had lunch now.

"I've thought about it, I'm going to buy ice cream next;" Missyoung tilted her head and looked at the rearview mirror, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.

"Last year, 2018, you said you were in the finals, well... I gave up in the end, so today: you have no competition, and it's your 25th birthday..."

{last year}

Looking at the speeding scenery outside the window, Young recalled the scene when he came to Los Angeles during last year's finals:

outside a theater

"Thank you, I won't say much more. That would be too outlandish. There is still some time before the start."

"How about I treat you to my favorite ice cream???" July is about to enter the midsummer, and the first treat Missyoung can think of is her favorite ice cream.

"Okay." There is almost no girl who can refuse desserts (that Yang knows)

"No, I'm in the finals. I can't eat unhealthy food." This finals is a good opportunity to win the championship. You can't give up this golden opportunity just because of a little food.

"Okay, let's go." Taking the slender arm, Missyoung and Jane disappeared from Yang's sight.

Take back your thoughts

"Okay" Missyoung who was driving heard an answer that surprised her,

I just gave it a try, but I didn’t expect that I actually agreed.

"After half a year off, I have lost weight, so just eat a little." In fact, it is not a matter of weight, but Yang doesn't want to refuse this ice cream treat.

"OK"

inside a coffee shop

"A cup of hot Americano, the temperature of hot tea." Since he had never been to this store before, Yang, who wanted to drink hot Americano, chose to play it safe.

There are two people here, why is it one cup instead of two?

Summary in one sentence: Missyoung is a cold lover

"Can you order it for me?" Missyoung, who was wearing a black hat, stood beside Yang.

"No"

Drinking his own hot American drink, he waved his left hand directly

"Ok, ok, the same old rules?" Standing next to him without leaving, Yang understood that he was a companion with the same word in his name.

"A glass of iced Americano, with ice cubes." Unlike herself, Missyoung is an absolute ice-cold lover.

"OK, let's go."

Taking the iced coffee that was handed to him, Yang waved to where he was sitting before.

As the coffee shop door was gently closed, the ice cream journey began.

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"Milk"

"The milk bottles in the background really live up to the name of the store." Looking at the milk bottles under the store name, Yang muttered slightly.

“This restaurant is most famous for its ice cream macarons.”

"You should trust my vision of food." At this point, Missyoung bit her iced American straw and flashed her eyes like gems.

"Of course." What Missyoung can trust most is her job, followed closely by her love for food. No! It's love.

wind chimes

The moment he opened the store door, the sound of wind chimes rang in Yang's ears.

"Where are you sitting??" You can't hide where you sit, so there is no need to hide.

"It's okay. It's not like a few years ago, so it'll be fine."

"In addition to ice cream macarons, the other more famous ones are fruity oatmeal cookies."

"Pfft, there are red velvet cookies." Missyoung couldn't help but smile.

"They can make ice cream sandwiches." Holding back her laughter, Missyoung began to teach Yang how to eat ice cream.

"What kind of ice cream have you eaten??" Unlike myself who eats less ice cream, Yang opposite me can't eat ice cream very much.

"I? I don't have much memory. It should be about my childhood in Slovenia." Yang himself has basically no memory of ice cream.

"For example, one of my favorite flavors recently is Thai tea."

"Thai tea has a strong flavor and the overall taste is relatively fresh and not greasy, which is more attractive to me."

"If it were you, which one would you choose?" Missyoung pointed to the menu board in the distance.

"If it were me..." Yang, who put on the glasses in his pocket and read the article carefully, gave his answer.

Although "Earl Gray Tea" has never drunk any good tea, Yang is not too opposed to the taste because of his early years of edification.

"If it were other friends, I would definitely complain

Come on, there are so many flavors here; chocolate hazelnut spread, coffee toffee, blood orange sorbet, mint chips, lime sorbet, Thai tea, you name it, and then you tell me you want Earl Grey.

"But you are an athlete and I respect your choice."

"How come I've seen this lecture somewhere..." After hearing this, Yang felt like he had heard this set of rhetoric before.

"I said, the copyright belongs to me." After hearing this, Missyoung also remembered what she had said to another person before.

"What do you want?" Paying the bill was what Yang promised in the car, so he naturally had to do it.

"Thai tea flavored ice cream, fruity oatmeal cookies." Missyoung's choice was not surprising at all, after all, one of her favorite ice creams was revealed in the previous conversation.

"Red velvet ice cream and Earl Gray tea ice cream, and red velvet cookies." Young chose the option that he didn't dislike at first glance.

"How does it taste?" Missyoung was eager to give the ice cream 30 seconds after applying it to the cookie, and Yang gave her evaluation.

“This one is not too sweet, has a very good texture, and is chewy and not mushy.”

"At least after I retire, I will consider trying to eat some. If I are still on the court, then I won't think about it."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriu, I failed to get people to like the biscuits."

"Would you like to try the fruity oatmeal cookies? This is my favorite."

"No, no, no, no, you can eat it," Yang, who was not very interested in fruity oatmeal cookies, put the offered fork in front of his own ice cream.

"Okay, I have another recommendation, you can't hide from that one anymore." Taking back the fruity oatmeal cookies, Missyoung told her next plan.

"no problem."

"But, have you bought anything you need for Christmas tomorrow?" The reason for asking this is because Yang didn't see Missyoung preparing these things.

"What about you??" Missyoung did not answer, but asked Yang's plan.
Chapter completed!