Yin Yao is jumping like a child. It also adds some vitality to this dead painting.
Seeing green everywhere, Yin Yao's mood is also particularly comfortable. Spring is the time when everything recovers. Small grass sprouts also try to open last year's stubble. Stubborn growth.
Just out of the cold winter. Yin Yao is used to seeing a flawless white, and the occasional green brightens people's eyes.
The spring breeze blew slowly, pulling Yin Yao's restless green silk. The green silk swayed from side to side. It makes Yin Yao's face itchy.
"Ha ha ha -" a clear silver bell laughter sounded, and Yin Yao turned several times as she walked.
Jiang Chen has something to do with the company today. So I left very early. Yin Yao has no one to send herself. I had to walk to the road to take a taxi.
"Master!" when she got a taxi, Yin Yao signaled the taxi master to stop in a clear voice.
"Miss, where are you going?" the female driver who thought she was very kind put her head out and said to Yin Yao in a skilled tone.
Looking at her old aunt in her fifties, Yin Yao said sweetly, "romantic coffee house. Have you heard of it compared with aunt?"
Who doesn't know the romantic cafe? This coffee shop is the most famous in the city. Of course, it has a good reputation. One of the best.
"Of course, little girl, you're ready. Aunt, I'll take you now!" the old aunt smiled. Said with a smile.
"Please, Auntie!" pay the money to Auntie first, and Yin Yao said skillfully.
"I have a daughter, too. It's a pity that I can't speak without you!" she has been driving for so many years. She really seldom sees a passenger, especially a girl, being so polite to herself.
"No... no..." Yin Yao's subconscious face turned red after listening to her aunt's praise. He lowered his head shyly.
Along the way, Yin Yao had a good chat with the aunt. When Yin Yao came down. Aunt also said that if you can, you really want to be a special bus driver with Yin Yao!
"Auntie, you are very kind, but if I come out alone in the future, I will take your car!" Yin Yao bowed slightly. Said with a smile.
"OK!" said goodbye to Yin Yao, and aunt continued to work for the livelihood of this day.
Yin Yao felt really great through this aunt. Why is there such a big gap between Jiang's mother and this aunt? Obviously, they are the same age, but their attitudes towards themselves are very different.
"Forget it, don't want so much!" he shook his head. After finishing his clothes, Yin Yao took a deep breath and went in.
Looking around, the fashionable and young lady is not here. These figures are strange to Yin Yao.
"Welcome to the romantic cafe!" a waiter came late, still smiling and saying a lot of blessings.
"By the way, do you know where Mrs. Jiang is?" I looked left and right. I didn't see the figure agreed with me.
"Oh, OK, please come with me!" as if waking up from a dream, the staff said and led Yin Yao upstairs.
Confused, Yin Yao followed the staff to the second floor.
In the end, the decoration on the second floor is far from the first floor.
Dream purple crystal chandelier, uneven light and shadow blurred and dreamy.
When they came to a room, the staff knocked on the door gently. They didn't answer until about two minutes passed.
"Come in!" listening to the voice, Yin Yao already felt something wrong. It was clearly a young woman's voice, not Chiang's mother's voice at all.
"Wait a minute, do you remember wrong...?" Yin Yao looked at the house number and asked with a puzzled face.
"No?" after confirmation, the staff said with a positive face.
"OK..." it was helpless. Yin Yao had to inhale, tidy up her skirt and go out.
"Please come in!" seeing Yin Yao go in, the staff closed the door gently.
When I went in, I saw a petite figure sitting upright on the chair, shaking the red wine glass with his right hand from time to time.
"You're here?" one could hear the sound of the princess's illness, or a little sarcasm.
"Are you?" Yin Yao looked at the room. She didn't see Jiang's mother except herself and the woman she didn't know.
"Don't know me? How forgetful!" it turned out that the woman was an canya. An canya stood up and looked sarcastically at Yin Yao in her eyes.
"Where's Jiang's mother?" Yin Yao ignored an canya and just asked persistently.
"I said are you simple or silly and cute?" an canya smiled sarcastically and patted Yin Yao on the shoulder.
Sure enough, I should have noticed this anomaly. It was a trap from the attitude of Jiang's mother towards herself today. I don't know what they want to do.
"What do you want?" Yin Yao said helplessly, pretending to let herself sit down.
"Have you forgotten?" an canya deliberately didn't say it and kept walking around with Yin Yao.