Vision of Serenity

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Lu Aotian began to serve the food, filling Mei Xing's plate with an assortment of dishes: rice, wonton soup, pot stickers, soup dumplings, and sweet and spicy sesame chicken.

Mei Xing's mouth watered at the sight. She started with the soup, her eyes widening in delight. "This is incredible," she exclaimed, turning to Lu Aotian. "How did you manage to capture the flavours so perfectly?"

Lu Aotian chuckled, a hint of pride in his voice. "My grandmother made the best wonton soup I've ever tasted. I used to watch her in the kitchen all the time."

"It sounds like you have some wonderful memories in the kitchen with her."

"I do. We made lots of them before she passed away," he said softly, a touch of melancholy in his tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Mei Xing murmured sympathetically, reaching over the table to squeeze his hand