The hot shredded chicken noodles are topped with red and spicy black bean sauce and garnished with green onions. The soup is rich and delicious, and it is full of presentation.
Bei Chenxiao didn't expect Wen Tong to really know how to cook. Look at those slender hands, with no fingers touching Yang Chun Shui at all.
He took a mouthful of noodles and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully under her expectant eyes. It was just as good as it looked, full of color, flavor and flavor.
It was raining outside and the indoor air pressure was dropping. Being able to eat such a delicious bowl of hot noodles at this time made him suddenly feel that life could actually be very simple.
Looking up from the mist, he saw her blowing air carefully, her lips pressed against the rim of the celadon bowl, and she slowly drank the soup.
Her well-behaved appearance suddenly made him feel a little dazed.
The scene in front of him changed, as if he had gone back many years ago. The gentle woman put the cooked noodles into his bowl, touched his hair and said, "Xiaoxiao, eat more."
But she just drank soup.
She raised her head in the mist, her smile as beautiful as a flower.
But soon, the scene flashed, and he saw her being pressed down by the man, looking at him desperately through the gap in the door...
With a bang, the screen shattered like glass.
After coming back to his senses, Wen Tong was looking at him with doubtful eyes, "Beichen Xiao, are you okay?"
He regained his indifference and picked up the dishes again, as if nothing had happened.
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Wen Tong came to the newsstand at the station, where Lin Dong was sorting newspapers, with beads of sweat hanging on his thin face.
In fact, Lin Dong looks very gentle and can be called a handsome guy if he dresses up a bit. However, because he is lame in one leg and often wears a hat, many people regard him as an uncle.
"Lin Dong, look what this is." Wen Tong happily took out Ye Bai's contract from her schoolbag. Although it was dried in the sun, it was still wrinkled.
Lin Dong took it suspiciously, because many of the writing on it was blurred, and it took him a long time to finally understand it.
After reading the last word, he looked at Wen Tong almost like a savior, "You...how did you do that?"
He looked her up and down, could she sell herself to Ye Bai again?
Wen Tong guessed what he was thinking and was not angry, "I have my own way. In short, Mr. Ye said that he keeps his word and you can go to work at any time."
Lin Dong took the contract and his mood gradually calmed down. He showed a long-lost smile with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Wen Tong, thank you. In fact, I can't blame you entirely for this kind of mistake. I did the same at the beginning.
I'm just scaring you. I didn't expect that you actually helped me. You are so kind and willing to help a stranger like me. I really don't know how to be grateful."
"You don't need to thank me, just keep working hard."
"Okay, I will definitely work hard." Lin Dong turned around and started cleaning up the newsstand.
Wen Tong asked curiously: "You're not going to do it now?"
"No, I'm going to buy you a drink. I'm determined to be your friend."
"But I have to go to class now." Seeing Lin Dong's disappointed look, Wen Tong suggested, "How about tomorrow at noon?"
"Okay." Lin Dong agreed with a smile.
After school, Wen Tong was doing homework. Luo Xi sat in front of her with a basketball, spinning the ball with one finger and looking at her while spinning.