chapter 15

"Are you OK?"

Adam's voice sounded above Daisy's head, followed by Ava's concern with a slight smile.

"Daisy, Adam, are you okay?"

Daisy quickly climbed up from Adam and then asked with a little concern: "Adam, are you okay? Did you fall somewhere?"

Before Adam could say anything, she apologized again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not standing firmly. Let's go ask if there is a first aid kit."

Adam sat up, grabbed Alex's arm with one hand, looked at Daisy calmly, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Daisy heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Adam really had no injuries. Then she turned around and quietly glared at Ava.

What's next?

Daisy was lying in the bathtub, the warm yellow light was covered with a veil by the heat in the bathroom. She opened her eyes slightly, recalling the unexpected kiss.

Later, it seemed like it was left unresolved.

Only she, only she always remembered the fleeting kiss that fell on the corner of her lips.

She later talked to Ava privately, and the other party did not reject her feelings for Adam, and even vowed to help.

However, not long after they entered high school, Ava's family moved abroad due to some issues, and they gradually lost contact.

Later, until her death, she never heard from Ava again.

The water in the bathtub had already grown a little cold. Watching the heat slowly dissipate, Daisy became much more sober.

She couldn't help but despise herself. Why did she have to think about things related to Adam?

But just at this moment, she also heard the sound of a car horn coming from downstairs, and she knew that Nyla had arrived.

She got up from the bathtub, tidied herself up a bit, changed her clothes, went downstairs, and went to the newly opened private kitchen with Nyla.

The two of them arrived at the store very quickly. Daisy initially thought that not many people would know about this new store, but after arriving there, she realized that this store seemed to be very popular.

"Nyla, since we don't have a reservation, we should wait in line, right?" Daisy frowned slightly as she looked at the long line of cars parked outside the door.

Nyla smiled mysteriously when she saw this, then she took her bag and opened the car door first and got out, "Sister Daisy, don't worry, I have arranged everything!"

Daisy smiled and shook her head, then got out of the car as well.

The two of them had no problems along the way, and it didn't look like they hadn't made a reservation. Looking at the decoration inside the store, Daisy nodded secretly. There was really something here, no wonder there were so many cars parked outside.

The two were led by the waiter to a private room further inside.

Only after they sat down did Nyla smile and wink at Daisy, "Sister Daisy, how is it? It's nice here, isn't it?"

Daisy nodded, "Well, I can see that the decoration is very thoughtful. I wonder how it tastes."

"Of course you are assured of the taste. How can it not be delicious if it is recommended by me?"

"That's true."

The two ordered some food, and then Nyla got down to business.

"Sister Daisy, do you still remember the video I took of you cooking?"

Daisy took a sip of tea and nodded, "I remember, what's wrong?"

"I tagged your account before, but you don't like to post updates, so many people came to me and said they wanted to watch you cook again."

Hearing this, Daisy looked up at her in surprise, "Watch me cook?"

"Yeah, why don't you do it again sometime? I'll shoot some videos for you and then edit them to fool them." Nyla asked tentatively. She didn't know if this matter would cause trouble to Daisy, so she didn't dare to tell the truth.

In fact, that video went viral more than either of them had imagined.

Whether it was Daisy's cooking skills, her slender white fingers that appeared on camera, or her profile that appeared for a moment by chance.

These have caused quite a bit of discussion on the Internet.

Nyla's account already had some fans, and the video was reposted by several people, so it became popular for no apparent reason.

Nyla couldn't stand everyone's crazy tags and comments anymore, so she asked Daisy.

Daisy hung her head and pondered for a moment before she said, "If you want to take a photo, take a good one and don't be perfunctory to others. I'm quite surprised that someone likes to watch me cook."

Daisy didn't want to be perfunctory. She had experienced how painful it was when one's likes were ignored and treated perfunctorily.

Although those netizens' liking for her is not the same as hers.

Daisy's agreement was within Nyla's expectations, but her decision to take this matter seriously was beyond Nyla's expectations.

She thought Daisy didn't like things like being "exposed" in public.

Since they have decided to do it, they should do it seriously. So the two of them discussed how to shoot the video and what kind of dishes to shoot.

The two stopped talking only after the waiter started serving the dishes.

It had been a long time since Daisy had discussed something with someone else. She unexpectedly felt very comfortable.