6.
Since my hand was almost healed, I asked him to have a meal to thank him for taking care of me these past few days.
I chose a restaurant based on the description my best friend gave me, a place she and he often went to.
I ordered a few dishes according to the menu my best friend sent me.
He looked at me in surprise, "How did you know what I like to eat?"
I pretended to be surprised too, holding the menu innocently, "Oh? Do you like these dishes? I like them too."
He pursed his lips and smiled as if he didn't doubt me at all. "It seems like we are on the same wavelength."
I smiled at him and exchanged a look with the waiter, "Yes, it does."
We had finished eating when the waiter came over with a gift box.
When the waiter placed it in front of us, Noah looked at me in surprise.
"What is this?" he asked out of curiosity.
I smiled at him and nodded towards the box, "Open it and see."
As he opened it, I noticed his hands shaking slightly.