Hearing a very familiar female voice: "Hello, what are you going to eat... eh?" Su Lingqing raised her head and met the girl's gaze. She suddenly turned her head to look at another person: "Fu Yingcheng?"
Su Lingqing: " !"
He sat up straighter subconsciously: "Sister Ling!"
Oh.
Oh~yo~yo~~~
He said that Fu Yingcheng seemed to have taken the wrong medicine today, and he was doing it for a long time because he was here.
Fu Yingcheng glanced at her, nodded nonchalantly, and raised his chin slightly at Su Lingqing: "He insists on inviting me to dinner, but I can't help it."
Su Lingqing: "?"
I want to treat you to dinner . That's right, you choose the place yourself.
Why do you act like I kidnapped you?
"Really?" Ji Fanling poured him a glass of lemonade.
She was still happy to see Fu Yingcheng, and couldn't help but purse her raised lips.
Su Lingqing leaned forward and said with great interest: "Sister Ling, why didn't I know you were... working here?" His eyes fell on her apron.
"Didn't Fu Yingcheng tell you?" Ji Fanling said, "It starts in December."
"That's right."
Su Lingqing crossed her chest and looked at Fu meaningfully with eyebrows like an old fox . Yingcheng: "It seems that there are still many things I don't know."
Fu Yingcheng ignored him.
The man's long eyelashes were half drooped, and he turned his tail ring silently, his eyes always falling on Ji Fanling's face.
Lost weight.
It has only been a while since, and the chin has become noticeably sharper again.
The meat that had been fed so hard for two months disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It was back to that rainy night when she had not seen him for ten years. She was squatting at the entrance of the small supermarket and looking up at him through the rain.
Quiet and pale.
Like cold water vapor, it will disperse when the wind blows.
Ji Fanling turned to meet Fu Yingcheng's gaze: "What should we eat?"
Fu Yingcheng paused and looked away: "Don't you recommend it?"
Ji Fanling thought for a while: "Stir-fried yellow beef and spicy The small yellow croaker is highly recommended. For vegetarian dishes, the three delicacies are good. As a staple food, you can order assorted fried noodles. Do you have any dietary restrictions?" she asked Su Lingqing.
"I have no taboos." Su Lingqing said with a smile.
"Then I'll treat you to this meal."
Ji Fanling said while writing the name of the dish quickly on the paper, "Just in time, I still owe Fu Yingcheng a meal."
Su Lingqing remembered what Fu Yingcheng said when he treated the guests. In response, he raised his eyebrows.
Fu Yingcheng, who was sitting opposite him, stirred when he heard this and raised his eyes slowly: "Do you still remember?"
Ji Fanling paused with his pen: "..."
Fu Yingcheng snorted softly, as if talking to himself. : "If I don't come, you just pretend that you can't remember this matter."
Ji Fanling: "..."
"In order to escape, I don't even dare to answer the phone."
Ji Fanling almost broke his pen: "Whoever hung up on you is? Because of this!"
Fu Yingcheng said, "Oh? What's the reason?"
He said in a very light tone, as if the speaker didn't care and just asked casually.
In the background is a bustling food stall, and the charcoal fire in the barbecue grill crackles from time to time, leaping into the light of the string lights high above.
The man's eyes were half-sunk in shadow.
Dark, quiet, looking straight at her.
Ji Fanling's heart skipped a beat and he looked away.
...I don't really want to say that my voice is hoarse due to the fever, as if I'm having a hard time moving out.
"I'm... busy playing with other people."
Ji Fanling said slowly, tapping the notebook, "That's why I don't have time to talk to you."
After ordering, Ji Fanling didn't have time to talk to them . Lots of pleasantries.
When there were a lot of people at the meal, she not only took care of Fu Yingchen's table, but also took care of several other tables, busily shuttled between the tables carrying dishes.
For convenience, the girl had her hair tied into a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging down her forehead, covering her small and plain face.
Su Lingqing picked up a small yellow croaker and said, "Did you buy the clothes she is wearing?"
Even though most of them were covered by the apron, it was obvious at a glance that the coat was expensive.
A pair of straight calves under the well-cut clothes, and a two-finger-wide belt tied tightly behind the waist, making the girl's waist look eye-catchingly thin.
It's just that in Su Lingqing's eyes, it's a little too serious and not lively.
Unlike those worn at this age, it feels like you can speak at a bidding meeting the next second you step on high heels.
At first glance, it was obvious that Fu Yingcheng had this kind of uninteresting frigidity.
Fu Yingcheng didn't answer, his eyes lingered on a corner of her coat pocket that was accidentally exposed.
With the movement, the reflection flickers.
It's a cigarette case.
I don't know when she started smoking again.
It's exactly the same as it was ten years ago.
——It seems that as long as no one finds out, she is not really having a bad life.
When Ji Fanling came over with fried noodles, he saw Fu Yingcheng's face was ugly and paused: "Isn't it delicious?"
Fu Yingcheng looked at her and opened his mouth without making a sound. The emotions deep in his eyes were so complicated that it was difficult to identify. .
Ji Fanling was stunned, his face suddenly changed, and he held him down: "No way, are you stuck on a fish bone?"
Fu Yingcheng: "..."
She could easily make her angry and give her a headache.
"Am I that stupid?" Fu Yingcheng's eyes were heavy.
Ji Fanling let go of his hand and touched his nose: "That...it's hard to say."
Fu Yingcheng lowered his eyes and looked at the place where she had just stretched out her hand to press him.
One touch points.
My fingers were as cold as ice.
Fu Yingcheng's heart seemed to be squeezed hard, beating heavily and laboriously.
He said, "What if you are..."
"Waiter!" Someone raised his hand and shouted.