夜幕低垂，宴樂軒家的餐廳，燈火通明，笑語盈盈。一頓盛的晚餐即將結束，但氣氛卻突然變得微妙。

宴樂軒放下手中的碗筷，目掃視了一圈桌上的人，最后定格在一個地方。他的眼神中帶著一固執。

“一個問題，簡單的問題。”宴樂軒的聲音低沉，帶著一不容置疑的堅定。

宴老爺子見孫子突然如此認真，不笑了起來，對其他人道：“小碗做的菜好吃，你們吃你們的，別理這大傻子。”

“……”

宴樂軒的固執似乎傳染給了所有人，大家古怪地看向這個平時總是玩笑不斷的年。

“不是關于我的問題的。”宴樂軒似乎到了周圍的力，但他的語氣并沒有因此緩和。

“也不是關于琬琬的。”景無韁的語氣不善，一邊說著一邊吃得滿油，那形象與平時儒雅的影帝形象相去甚遠。

“那是什麼問題？”景老太太放下碗筷，好奇地看著孫子。

宴樂軒頓時到一尷尬，這個小問題在景老太太的注視下，顯得讓他有些底氣不足。

翠晨曦輕哼一聲，似乎早已看穿了這一切。“他想問大家，那盆涼拌黃瓜好不好吃。”

景無韁的臉瞬間變得尷尬，他吃得滿油，和影帝形象相差十萬八千裏。“好吃。”

“特別好吃！”景無韁的二弟景無棱接著發言，語氣中帶著一夸張。

“涼爽清脆，很爽！”云海翔和景無劫異口同聲，顯然對這道菜贊不絕口。

“的確是好。”凌瀟翰拿起餐巾紙了，“老婆，是好吃吧？”

“我們婉清做的菜，道道都好吃。”景家四兄弟異口同聲，顯然對妹妹的手藝贊不絕口。

“那黃瓜不是我做的。”翠晨曦老實代，“是宴樂軒做的。”

好的景家四兄弟的表瞬間變得如同吃了蒼蠅，臉難看到了極點。

景無韁氣得直想吐，他勉強夾起一筷子水煮牛，腮幫子鼓得老高。

宴樂軒看到他們的表，眼底閃過一惡意的笑意。“怎麼，你們沒吃夠？我可以再去做一盤來。”

“大可不必！”景無韁氣得心疼，腮幫子漲得更加明顯。

宴樂軒對這一幕到十分滿意，他轉向景家三兄弟。

“你們不用再吃下去了。”三人紛紛低下頭，和二哥一起朝裏塞菜。

只有景無棱，淡淡地看著他。

“沒想到宴還有做大廚的水準。”景無棱的評價讓人不著頭腦。

“我當大哥是夸獎，會努力的。”宴樂軒謙虛地回應。

“你比我大幾個月。”景無棱似乎在提醒宴樂軒他們的年齡差距。

“我和琬琬夫妻一場，應該你一聲大哥。”宴樂軒居然順著這個話題說了下去。

“……”景無棱眉頭微皺，這家伙真是。

翠晨曦放下碗筷，起準備離開。“我吃飽了，你們慢慢吃。”

“你去哪？”景無韁瞪大眼睛，他剛剛差點吐出來。

“閉！”景老太太瞪向二孫子，“吃個飯都沒樣子！”

景無韁：“……”

這到底是誰家的！

老三老四默默地吃飯，不敢出聲。

景無棱放下碗筷，“我去看看就是。”

“老大！”景老太太舍不得責怪大孫子，只是皺著眉頭。

景無棱安一笑，“放心，他不欺負婉清，我不按兵不。”

翠晨曦到廚房洗了個桃子，啃著桃子準備上樓。

“琬琬。”宴樂軒的聲音在后響起。

回頭，看著宴樂軒。

“干嘛？”翠晨曦的聲音有些不耐煩。

“我希以后經常有這樣的機會。”宴樂軒走近一步，語氣中帶著一期待。

“做飯的機會？”翠晨曦淡淡一笑，靠在墻上，頗有一子的味道。

“我倒要問問你，你幫個廚都那麼多戲，累不累？”宴會樂軒的語氣中帶著一戲謔。

“不累。”翠晨曦啃了口桃子，“除了蒜拍黃瓜，你還會做什麼？下次發揮發揮，讓我家人給你評論評論。”

“這個沒騙你，我只會蒜拍黃瓜。”宴樂軒的回答簡短而直接。

“當年被丟去了魔鬼訓練營，沒人做飯，封炎星手藝好，他負責掌勺，我負責給他幫廚，拌些涼菜。”宴樂軒的語氣中帶著一回憶。

“哦。”翠晨曦啃了口桃子，“別跟著我了，不早了，我要上樓洗洗睡了。”

“晚安。”宴樂軒的聲音平靜而溫。

“……”

“琬琬，晚安。”宴樂軒的聲音在空氣中回。

memories resonated within her. It was a time when she eagerly awaited him to return home each night, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she said "good night."

But he had never replied with a single word.

"I remember you once asked me what the meaning of 'good night' was," he continued, his voice filled with a hint of nostalgia.

"I didn't answer you back then, and now I want to, though I'm not sure if you still want to hear it."

Scene Wan琬 bit down on a peach with a bite, her eyes swirling with emotion. She難以解釋的覺，心裏有些異樣的覺，說不清說不明。

"Whether you want to hear it or not, I think I should answer. Good night in pinyin is 'wanan', which means 'I love you, I love you.'"

"琬琬, thank you for all those times you said 'good night' to me. I just recently realized what it means."

Scene Wan琬's nose tingled with tears, her eyes watering, as she tried to suppress the emotion.

"Although at the moment, I haven't reached the point where 'good night' holds the meaning you described, but I think it's not far off."

Yan Tingjue clenched his fists, feeling unexpectedly nervous, even hearing the sound of his own heartbeat.

"Bang, bang, bang..." each sound was strong.

"At the age of 25, I have seen the world from all angles and encountered many people. I have always considered myself aloof and have never wanted to get to know anyone or interact with them again."

Scene Wan琬 wanted to bite into another peach, but her teeth collided with the peach pit, wringing her眉頭.

Yan Tingjue stepped closer, took the peach pit from her hand.

"I think this should be the precursor to love."

"..." Scene Wan琬 bit her lip and tried to hide her disconcertment.

But she felt an unfamiliar sensation in her heart, something she couldn't quite articulate.

"I have never had a relationship or loved anyone. I have been studying the knowledge of love, and various phenomena are reminding me..."

"Stop talking." She pinched her lips. "I'm full. How about we take Grandpa Yan home?"

Her words were spoken rapidly, as she turned and ran up the stairs, her steps chaotic.

Not far away, Scene Wuling stood for a long time, listening intently.

"Have you heard enough?" Yan Tingjue turned around, his expression disdainful and aloof.

"..." Scene Wuling couldn't help but frown. How could this person have the face to be disdainful?

"Scene Dajun, you're almost twenty years old. It's time to find a girlfriend."

"You're too nosy."

"Because," Yan Tingjue sneered, "I don't like to see you eavesdrop on my conversations with Wanwan again."

"This is my home," said Scene Wuling, scanning Yan Tingjue from top to toe. "You are acting shamelessly now. If those famous women in the capital knew this, they would all want to jump off the building."

"That has nothing to do with me," Yan Tingjue replied, as if it were completely irrelevant.

"Maybe if you became their savior, brother."

"You're really sick!" Scene Wuling was so angry that he could barely control himself. He got up and walked back to the kitchen, unable to have a conversation with Yan Tingjue like this.

Scene Wan琬 sat down in front of the computer, opened her email, and saw a file from Feng Liejing.

When she opened it, a soft melody started playing, and an animated short film began playing, displaying rows of subtitles silently on the screen.

After the film was over, there was Feng Liejing's voice -

"Wanwan, do you like it?"