Chapter 159

"Let's have a mandarin duck pot. Do you want spicy or mild or spicy?" Ji Qianchen asked lingxiaohan, who was silent, professionally.

"All right."

"Then I'll give you some mild heat. Your stomach may not be able to stand it." Ji Qianchen took a pencil to check on the menu. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes his eyes flashed, and painted on the menu.

This natural Ji Qianchen is his favorite place.

She is pure, simple, clean as a spring, spotless.

People are reluctant to touch.

What she has is what he lacks.

"Come on, here you are. Although I've already ordered for you, after all, I know what you like to eat. " Ji Qianchen proudly handed the menu to him, then held his cheeks in both hands and looked at Ling Xiaohan.

"You can order it. I'll go to the bathroom. "

"Good." Ji Qianchen nodded.

Ling Xiaohan got up and went out of the private room. He went to the bathroom according to the road sign.

Come out after going to the bathroom.

I just met the boss of the hot pot shop.

"Come on, lad. I have something to tell you." The boss is a simple and honest man, and his words and deeds are full of simplicity.

Ling Xiaohan, with a young man's cry, follows the boss to a wall.

A whole wall is decorated beautifully, and there are many post it notes with words in the middle.

"This is a wish wall. When I first came to my shop to eat hot pot, she came with her roommate. I didn't pay attention to her. At that time, every time I finished eating, she would write down a person's name on this wish wall.

Later, she came alone, crying and eating, and ordering the hottest one. I thought the girl was strange at that time. Later, I learned that she was hurt by the boy she was after. At that time, she seemed to be a freshman. At that time, I cried a lot. I vomited and ate. Finally, I was sent to the hospital.

Since then, every time she came to the shop, she would write down a person's name on the wall of her wish, but she would add a sentence, forget him, what, ah, go to see for yourself. In short, the girl is stubborn and infatuated...... "

After listening to the boss's long narration, Ling Xiaohan's heart was mixed with five tastes, and a sour and astringent rush out of his chest.

He couldn't help approaching the wall, looking for Ji Qianchen's wish.

He recognized her handwriting. It was not very beautiful, but it was neat.

"Catch up with Lingnan."

"I love lingxiaohan."

"Love you, my God of Lingnan."

……

Early, Ji Qianchen is such a wish.

But when I got to some post it notes on the back, the handwriting on it became: "Ling Xiaohan, I hate you, I don't want to like you any more."

"Ling Xiaohan, I'll forget you forever."

"Where are you going, Ling Xiaohan?"

"This is the last time I call you, lingmanshen. Your world has nothing to do with me ever since."

……

The slender fingers caressed the notes on the wall that belonged to her.

The notes were like a burning flame, burning his fingers.

Maybe four years ago.

He can understand his heart earlier, and tell her, she won't be so sad.

Or maybe he shouldn't give her hope, the message, the hints that she mistakenly thinks there is hope.

Either together or in the end.

Four years ago, he failed to do both.

Ling Xiaohan's cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and saw it was Ji Qianchen.

Adjusting his sad thoughts, he got through.

"Did you go to the bathroom? It's been 20 minutes."

Ji Qianchen also went to the bathroom to have a look, but he didn't dare to break into the men's toilet to find people.

"Come up now." Ling Xiao spits out his hoarse voice.

"Climb up from the toilet now?" Ji Qianchen's first reaction was that.

Ling Xiao is full of cold and black thread.

He's going up from downstairs, not from the toilet.

This woman is really more and more silly, more and more lovely.

"Wait for me."

Ling Xiaohan hangs up.

Thanks to the boss, so I went back upstairs.

After entering the box, the hot pot has begun to cook. Ji Qianchen has been like a professional snack, adding dishes to the hot pot.

Lifting his eyes, he saw Ling Xiaohan entering the door: "how can the toilet be so clean after falling?"

"I can't fit in the toilet." Ling Xiaohan dragged the chair away, sat down, stood up his nose, and smelled the fragrance of the hot pot bottom material and the ingredients.

Ji Qianchen's eyes were turning, and he looked at Ling Xiaohan's height of more than one meter and eight.The bathroom in this hot pot shop is so small.

It seems that it really can't fit this eight meter long.

It's almost cooked.

Ji Qianchen with a bowl, filled out some fat beef rolls, fish balls, shrimp dumplings, Flammulina mushroom

End in front of Ling Xiaohan: "eat quickly, excellent."

Ling Xiaohan picks up his chopsticks and takes a bite of a fat cow roll.

The taste and taste are really good.

See Ling Xiaohan not repel, Ji Qianchen kept to his bowl.

"I'll do it." Ling Xiaohan learned Ji Qianchen's method and put the cooked things into her bowl.

"By the way, we should add some sauce. I'll make it for you."

Ji Qianchen goes out of the box and runs into Mu Ying and some of her classmates at the entrance of the stairs, holding the handrail up the stairs.

"Aunt, why are you here?"

Mu Ying saw Ji Qianchen as if he had found a new continent.

Ji Qianchen was frozen in place with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

It turns out that this girl really came to Yuncheng University to be her student sister.

Aunt Ji Qianchen's heart was shaking and uncomfortable.

"Muying, who is that?" Several students asked her curiously.

Mu Ying raised her pink lips and pointed to Ji Qianchen: "it's an aunt older than us."

Ji Qianchen didn't know whether to adjust the sauce immediately and go back to the box.

If she guesses right, the girl will guess that Ling Xiaohan is here too. Then she will follow her into the box. Then it is certain that this lunch will not be possible.

"Aunt, did you come alone? Which man did you come with? I'll tell Uncle carefully. If he knows that you and other men come to eat hot pot, he will definitely divorce you. " Muying never thought that she would show up here with lingxiaohan.

"It's with a man. It's a tall, handsome and rich man. He came here specially to eat hot pot. You have the ability to tell my husband." Ji Qianchen is holding the railing with one hand, leaning on the little fart kid who fooled this simple mind.

"Well, I'll tell you, but I'll catch who the wild man is first. Hum, tell me which compartment it is." Mu Ying tugs Ji Qianchen's wrist for fear that she will slip away.