There is no scene on weekends.

An Lan stayed at home for a long time before changing clothes and going out. She would go out to shoot the outdoor scene tomorrow, so she needed to prepare something.

It was already evening when An Lan came out of the supermarket.

The evening breeze was covered with coolness and raindrops, and in a flash, there were signs of heavy rain. She stopped a car casually, and the driver looked back at her and asked, "Girl, where are you going?"

A place in her mind accidentally appeared, and she casually reported an address, and the car drove towards her destination in the rain.

The snack street in the imperial city seems inconspicuous but is the most prosperous place in the city. At first glance, countless warm yellow lights sway in the wind and rain, giving people an inexplicable sense of warmth.

After getting off the taxi, she ran towards the familiar small shop.

A small shop is the name of this hot pot restaurant.

Looking in through the glass window, there were already people sitting inside, with steaming mist floating in the air, and the waiter was busy and busy.

An Lan raised his lips lightly and walked to the counter with a step, "One."

The shopkeeper looked up at her and smiled and said, "It just so happens that there is a table left, you go and sit first."

An Lan sat at the dining table, her bright eyes flashing with inexplicable familiarity, looking at the lively scene in front of her.

In a trance, I remembered many years ago when she came to eat hot pot with her classmates in college, and she was obsessed with this restaurant.

She came to eat it once when she had the chance, but she didn't have the chance to come again later.

The smell of spicy hot pot floated between her nose, which instantly aroused her greed. She immediately called the waiter to order a table of dishes and waited eagerly.

Soon, the hot spicy pot bottom and vegetables were brought up. An Lan stretched out her head and took a deep breath, sighing: "The last time I ate it was the last time I was in my previous life. I thought I would never be able to eat it again!"

The waiter looked at her strangely. This girl was only in her early twenties, so she said that she was so strange in her previous life.

But she didn't say much, and left after putting down the dishes.

An Lan ignored her, and after putting the vegetables and meat in, she looked at her.

An Lan's identity brought her too many restrictions and imprisonments, but now she is finally not An Lan, which is great!

In the steaming mist, a tall figure pushed the door and walked in. When he saw that the room was full of people, his steps forward paused and his brows frowned slightly.

The next second, before he changed his mind, the store owner greeted enthusiastically: "Sir, are you alone? Please come inside!"

Feng Yu looked at the crowded hot pot restaurant without saying anything.

In fact, he has visited such places in his life for a few times, and he rejects such lively and ordinary stores from the bottom of his heart.

but......

When he passed by this snack street just now, he drove in by chance and stopped at the door.

The air is filled with the smell of spicy hot pot, and people are talking and clinking cups in their ears.

Feng Yu, who was wearing a suit, was particularly out of place with such an environment, and attracted a lot of attention.

The waiter came up and smiled with a sign hanging on it, "Sir, there is no space anymore, you can only play the table with people, here."

Feng Yu subconsciously wanted to refuse when he heard this. When his eyes swept across a certain face, he nodded and walked towards her.

At this moment, An Lan bit the chopsticks, stared at the rolling hot pot, made a happy gesture, rubbed her hands and said, "Then I'm not polite!"

As soon as the chopsticks were inserted into the pot, a tall shadow stood in front of her. She looked up and her face changed suddenly-

Feng Yu!

Feng Yu looked at her indifferently and sat down at the next position.

An Lan's face darkened, and she stood up and wanted to leave.

I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes. I can meet Feng Yu even if I have a meal.

But, hasn’t he always hated this vulgar and unimportant way of eating the most?

Why did it suddenly appear here?

Feng Yu looked at her standing up, looked up at her with a little questioning, "Don't you eat?"

An Lan took a deep breath and did not throw the dish in his face. She forced a smile and said, "Mr. Feng is so coincidental that you can meet you here. You eat it, I'll leave first."

Feng Yu sat still, but his eyes flashed with an inquiry look. He looked at her and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Just, why am I afraid of you?" An Lan blurted out, and he almost didn't feel like you when he saw the second half of the sentence and said that sentence.

She looked at Feng Yu's eyes, sat down again and brushed the things in the pot, and said calmly: "Just just now, I was afraid that Mr. Feng would not want to compete with others on the table."

She thought to herself, since she doesn't love him anymore, and she is no longer An Lan, why do she run away when she sees him?

Thinking of it, she felt at ease and started to feast on a piece of beef.
Chapter completed!