Chapter 315

Lin Yizheng was standing inside. She was dressed in a neat restaurant chef's dress. Her long hair was tied up, revealing her plain face without any cosmetics. She was clean and wearing a mask on her face. While she was talking to the people nearby, she ironed it with a hand warmer

Move your fingers and wrists from time to time.

It seems that her fingers hurt badly.

His eyes color deep, back to eyes, absent-minded with Wang AI warm said.

"Young master, Miss Wang."

A clear and pleasant voice came to my ears.

Mu Xianfeng sat up straight. Lin Yi came to them with the dish and served it with a smile. "I'll serve you a few refreshing appetizers first. The main dish will be served soon. I hope you have a good meal."

Wang AI Nuan nods and smiles at her, "are you the first lady of Yiwei restaurant? I love your food

"Thank you, Miss Wang."

"Wake up the red bar for us and ask for the best."

"OK, I'll be ready in a minute."

Lin Yi serves food while serving.

Mu Xianfeng looked at her and reached out to help with the dishes. She deliberately put a plate of heart-shaped soft boiled eggs in front of Wang AI Nuan. "This soft boiled egg tastes good. Try it."

Wang AI Nuan looked at the soft hearted egg in front of him and said with a smile, "I just said that master mu can't use sweet words. It turns out that there is a routine."

Mu Xianfeng's voice is gentle, "I hope you like it."

"Are you asking me if I like soft boiled eggs or this routine?"

Wang AI Nuan blinked.

"All asked." Mu Xianfeng said, looking at Lin Yi without any trace, she still kept a faint smile.

"I like them all."

The ambiguous current between them is going to blow up the soft hearted eggs.

Lin Yi sped up to finish the dish and quickly withdrew.

“……”

Mu Xianfeng sat there, her eyes reflected that she couldn't wait to leave. Her face darkened a little, and she didn't have any interest in the delicious food on the table.

……

Lin Yi finished cooking in the kitchen. She was so tired that she left the restaurant to have some air when she saw that Mu Xianfeng hadn't finished eating.

It's dark outside, and the lights on the street are colorful.

She was walking alone in the street. At the end of the street was an open space with some old fitness equipment on it.

Lin Yi sat down on the rusty chain swing. There was no one around. She looked at the dim light of the street lamp and kept warming her joints with a hand warmer.

Warm warm, tears on the "PATA" sound down, fell on the Yellow warm hand treasure.

"It's really painful. It should be a cold year."

She said a low, silent tears fall, drop by drop on her hand.

Under the quiet light, I was alone.

She lowered her head and slowly opened her hands. The pain in her wrists made her hands unable to lift, and two fingers couldn't even straighten.

Sometimes she couldn't sleep at night, and she thought that if Ying Hannian was still there, he would be heartbroken to see her collapse like this.

When she is in the rain, he will worry about boiling ginger soup, buying medicine, hand and foot warmers.

But now, she was in such a pain that she had to stick a bone medicine patch on herself.

Lin Yi sucked his nose, reached out to wipe away his tears, and didn't let himself be too fragile.

Weak people can't do anything.

Can hate hate in the tears will flow out, can't help her control.

She lowered her body, put her hand on her forehead, her lips trembled violently, and her tears continued to flow down.

She really missed him.

Think like crazy.

Ying Hannian, you bastard, you shouldn't let me fall in love with you, you can't give me the future... Bastard, bastard!

The swing swayed slightly. Her whole body was shaking. She almost broke down in tears. As soon as she turned her head, she saw a little more shadow on the ground next to her. It was a familiar outline. She stayed for a while, quickly wiped off her eyes blurred by tears, looked up and saw what was on her side

Nothing, not even the shadow on the ground.

Is it her eyes?

impossible.

Lin Yi came down from the swing and looked around. Her tears washed eyes looked everywhere. She trembled and cried, "is that you? You're not dead, are you? "“……”

The only answer to her is an old piece of fitness equipment.

"Ying Hannian, I know it's you. Come out!"

Lin Yi shouts out loud. The shadow of a tree moves a little. She runs to it immediately, only to see nothing.

She didn't believe it.

She was not reconciled.

She kept running around, looking everywhere, all the way to the street, from the street to the end of the street, from the end of the street back to the street, the shadow never appeared in her sight.

Finally, she found a cramp in her calf.

She squatted down in the street, hugging her knees in pain, her face buried deep in tears.

To what extent does a person have to be paranoid before he can recognize reality and life, but he can hope again and again

Why?

Why did you leave her alone.

How could he

Lin Yi squatted in the street, there was a light shining from afar, very bright, even though she buried her head.

Her heart was throbbing, as if she had gone back to one day many months ago, when she sat in front of the tower of all things and waited. After the light, the cold year came to her.

She opened her eyes and looked up at Yun.

Two strong lights came and fell on the ground. She couldn't see clearly. She didn't stand up and was afraid that she would move. Everything became an illusion again.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Lin Yi clenched her lips, held her breath and looked over. Tears still hung on her face. She saw a tall and slender figure coming towards her from the light, stepping on the light step by step. Her shoes were stepping on the ground in a low voice.

Until near, Mu Xianfeng stood in front of her, low eyes looking at her, "how are you here?"

All expectations turn into bubbles.

Lin Yi lowered her head, eyes did not have any light, she wiped away tears, stood up from the ground, light tunnel, "come out to breathe."

"Are you all right?"

Mu Xianfeng's brow is deeply locked.

"Nothing." Lin Yi took a look at the car behind him. "Does the young master want to send Miss Wang back?"

"She has a driver."

"Now you..."

"Lin Yi, go with me." Mu Xianfeng looked at her, with a low voice and complicated thoughts.

Lin Yi stood in front of him and said, "it's late. It's too cold outside. You'd better go back early."

"I'm so depressed that I want to walk."

Mu Xianfeng did not change the answer, and his tone was almost stubborn.

A gust of wind blowing, Lin Yi smell his body light wine, oh, yes, today he and Miss Wang opened a bottle of red wine, the wine is some degree.

Lin Yi went to the car, opened the door and took out a coat, "young master, you'd better wear a coat."

His body can't stand the ups and downs. Mu Xianfeng looked at the coat in her arms and looked at her. His eyes became more and more heavy. He took the coat and put it on his body and walked slowly along the street.