The vastly differing world views of the male and female lead -
The purpose of food:
Female lead: To fill my tummy!
Male lead: Art!
The impression they have of each other:
Female lead: Impossible!
Male lead: Too s*upid!
Is there a possibility that yo...
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For example, when the two of them were talking on the phone, Song Yi Ran suddenly said: "Wey, Lili, what is the size of your feet?"
"35. Do you have a problem?"
"Of course I do ah. You have to buy all your shoes here, whatever summer clothes, autumn clothing and winter wear. Otherwise by the time you get there, you can only buy children's clothes. HA HA HA!"
"Laugh your head ah."
"Ai, do you want to bring rice cookers over ah? It seems like many who go over to study also bring rice cookers!"
"I'm not even going to study overseas. And my uncle provides food and water, why would I need a rice cooker?"
"Then I'm going over to study, do you think I need to bring a rice cooker over?" Song Yi Ran's tone was as if he were really seriously thinking about it.
"Then you bring it over ba."
She doesn't believe that he will really ship one over.
"Ai, do you want to bring chilli sauce over?" Song Yi Ran solemnly asked.
Lisa twisted her lips, she knows this chap is trying to kid her. If she really brought chilli sauce in her luggage she'd then have a real problem getting through customs. And can't she find the sauces in Chinatown or Chinese supermarket!
"Oh, I have too many things, can't fit any more things, you bring a few bottles over then. Put them in your rice cooker, how space conserving ah!" Lisa also seriously answered him.
Song Yi Ran knew that he did not manage to trick Lisa, laughed in ripples over the conversation.
Three months later, the visas were settled, the tickets were booked, and Lisa bid farewell to her parents and boarded the plane to New York.
Even though Lisa and Song Yi Ran booked tickets for the same flight, their seats were far apart.
Lin Ke Song was in the economy class while Song Yi Ran was in first class.
Just as Song Yi Ran was getting comfortable, lying in the spacious seat, Lisa had a feeling of dread.
The plane ride was too long, and she wasn't considered tall, both her legs were hanging off the seats, her knees were sad to death. The space was so cramped, there was no way she could even stretch her legs.
So sad till she couldn't fall asleep ah!
At this time, an air stewardess carried a pillow and went to the Lisa, lowered her head and politely asked: "Excuse me, are you Miss.Lisa
"Ah? I am."
"I was asked by Mr Song who is in first class to bring this to you."
