A month later.
Luo Nan meets Hua Rong in a coffee shop.
When receiving the short message from Luo Nanchu, she just came out of Fu Tingyuan's ward.
She took her mobile phone and looked at the signature of the message for a long time, and then determined that the three words "luonanchu" were not dazzled by herself.
She ran to the elevator with her high heels in a hurry.
Ronan's initial reservation for the coffee shop was just a block away from the hospital. It took her less than five minutes to get out of the elevator and run to the cafe.
Then as soon as she went in, she saw Ronan Chu, sitting by the window, looking down at a magazine.
In the spring, when the coffee shop falls to the ground outside the window, the green plants planted are also growing luxuriantly. Luonan is sitting in that small piece of green at the beginning. She was wearing a slightly loose light blue sweater. Under the sweater, there was a pair of grey brown wide leg trousers that looked very warm, and the single shoes without height made her look very casual.
Her hair is much longer than her memory, close to the neck, slightly buckle, let her look full of student spirit, clever too much.
Huarong stood at the door and looked at her for a while. Her eyes were a little sour. She took a little breath and sorted out her expression. Then she went to sit opposite to luonanchu.
Ronan first heard the sound, raised his head to look at her, and then soon began to laugh, "Rongrong, what would you like to drink?"
Familiar with the address, let Huarong quickly realize that she has recovered her memory.
Huarong couldn't help rubbing her eyes. She felt that she was getting older and more emotional. Lornan was beginning to look good. What red circles did she have?
"Cappuccino." Huarong Road.
Ronan nodded and ordered a cappuccino.
Luonan ordered coffee at the beginning, and slowly closed the magazine in his hand. Huarong took a look at it. It was a mother and Baby magazine. She tucked the magazine into her handbag, picked up the flower tea in front of her and took a slow sip.
Coffee shop is very quiet, this working time, can come out to drink coffee chat very few people.
While the coffee was served, Huarong looked at her carefully for a while.
She looked quiet, as if she had calmed down a little, but she looked good.
Looking at her nothing, Huarong also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Rong Rong."
Ronan called her softly at first.
Huarong looks at her.
"I've been..." She held her hands on the water glass, a little embarrassed to smile at her, "let you worry."
Huarong also laughed: "I'm nothing. I'm not the one who's really worried about you
Luonan began to drop his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips. Huarong took the coffee from the waiter and asked, "when did you come back?"
"Half a month ago..." Ronan first stopped, "Gong Heng's ship stopped in the United States, and Ji Qingcheng took me off the ship."
The smile on Huarong's face did not change, but asked, "have you recovered all your memories?"
"I remember it off and on."
"Now that you remember," Huarong looked at her, "why did you just call me?"
There was a touch of questioning in her voice.
It's hard to avoid being annoyed.
I got off the boat half a month ago. Why do I come here now?
Does she know how long Fu Tingyuan has been waiting for her here?
Now that I have recovered my memory, why not call Fu Tingyuan and ask her out for coffee instead?