Chapter 7 - Awkward Lunch

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Yan Mo looked at Du Yichen's expression that was even more stunned than last night, and was embarrassed by capitalization: "Well, I'm talking nonsense, just kidding." I'm not a picky eater, I'm not a picky eater, it's okay. ”

Recently, I have been distracted, and Yan Mo is also a little angry with himself.

This time it was Du Yichen's turn to be embarrassed, the menu was turned over twice, and he couldn't say which dish was good, so he could only try to pick dishes that didn't have the things he just said, and ordered a few.

While waiting for the food to be served, Du Yichen said, "Director Yanmo, do you like to look at the scenery outside the window?"

"I love autumn, it's the most beautiful season: the sky is far blue, the color of the leaves is changing, not like the monotonous green of summer, the colors are richer and more layered. The sun is bright and brilliant, golden light, basking warm, but not scorching, and the temperature is suitable。。。。。。 "Why am I talking to a little kid?" Yan Mo scolded himself in his heart.

Du Yichen listened carefully: "When filming, the director sometimes says something similar, Director Yanmo, you are an artist. ”

Yan Mo smiled: "Not everyone can be called an artist!"

"You don't like Ye Qian, do you? When I said to call her just now, your reaction... Yan Mo asked tentatively.

"I don't like her, I can only look at her face and be coquettish, and she is brainless. Du Yichen said simply.

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ Yan Mo didn't expect it to be so concise and straightforward, he was speechless for a while, and thought: Fortunately, Ye Qian shouldn't have offended him, and he can still be contacted at work in the future.

I also wanted to say a few words for Ye Qian, but the dishes came up, and Yan Mo was hungry.

Yan Mo avoided what he didn't eat, and took a few bites casually.

"Director Yanmo, you're a picky eater. "It's the pickiest eater I've ever met," Du Yichen smiled.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows, "If you want to eat valuable food, your appetite is so big, if you eat what you don't like, you can't eat what you like." ”

"Then you must not be able to eat a boxed lunch, we are all in the crew to solve the problem with a random boxed lunch. ”

"There are also things to eat in the lunch box, so you can pick and choose and eat enough. ”

"Then you will be so picky when you go home to cook?"

"I don't have to eat a little salad by myself... After saying that, Yan Mo hurriedly changed the topic: "It's better to do it yourself." ”

Du Yichen hooked the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Director Yanmo, if you still have anything to eat, let's listen to it, and invite you to eat next time to avoid it. ”

"That's a lot: absolutely don't eat fatty meat, don't like coriander, celery, hate green onions, ginger, garlic, leeks in stir-frying, don't eat anything, but you have to put it when stir-frying, don't drink cucumber soup, don't eat dumplings, buns and other stuffed things outside, don't eat animal offal except liver, don't eat strange things, don't eat things that don't look neat, don't eat things that don't understand the structure, don't eat things that are mixed into a pile, don't eat things with tendons, don't eat things with skin。。。。。。 He spoke silently for 5 minutes, and his expression was very serious.

In the end, Du Yichen was already holding chopsticks and froze on the opposite side, "What is something that looks untidy, has an incomprehensible structure, and is mixed into a pile?"

"For example, a piece of meat, looking at the fat and thin mixed together, can't be clearly separated and wrapped in batter, it looks like a lump, this kind of absolutely don't eat. Another example is meatballs, where fat, lean, and all kinds of unclear meat are chopped together into puree, and this is not eaten. ”

Du Yichen pursed his lips, and said in his heart that it was not easy for you to grow so big, I didn't starve you to death.

......

The work at the end of the year is always extraordinarily heavy, and in the midst of busyness and wailing, the Spring Festival is coming. This also means that Yan Mo is one year older. In order to avoid the soul-chasing questions of the seven aunts and eight aunts, as well as the comparison of various class reunions, Yan Mo routinely arranged a trip for himself.

Yan Mo's parents had to spend the holidays at home, gather with relatives, and friends and colleagues had to go home for the New Year, so Yan Mo was left to travel alone.

Whenever there is a holiday, Yan Mo likes to travel, and she feels that she is only true when she is on the road. In the past few years since the divorce, Yan Mo has been to many places, and likes to look at the scenery on the road, recording the scenery with a paintbrush and camera, just like going to school to collect style.

Ever since January, this question has been bothering Yan Mo. Every time I can't think of it, I procrastinate in silence. It wasn't until there was a week left for the festival that I finally decided to go to Sanya.

Sanya is no stranger to Yan Mo, and he has been here three or four times. Yan Mo likes the climate here, and the winters in the north are always cold and dry, which always makes Yan Mo's fragile respiratory system suffer.

......

The plane stopped at Phoenix Airport, Yan Mo changed into a long skirt, put on sunglasses and a hat, and walked out of the airport. I took a deep breath of the warm, moist air and felt comfortable in my lungs and body and mind, not like traveling, but like coming home. Yan Mo is also very strange, why every time I come to Sanya, I feel this way, looking at the coconut trees on the side of the road is very kind.

In the past, when Yan Mo came to Sanya, he would choose a hotel in Yalong Bay, and the sand of Yalong Bay was the delicate and soft white sand beach that Yan Mo liked. But recently, a new hotel has opened in Haitang Bay, with an underwater world and an underwater restaurant, Yan Mo has been fond of it for a long time, and it is also close to the duty-free shop, so he endured the heartache of the price and booked this. Whenever this happens, Yan Mo just wants someone to share the room fee with her.

It was already evening after checking in, Yan Mo put his luggage in the room, and went straight to the beach to blow the sea breeze without opening and tidying up.

As the sun sets, the sea is a golden red. The evening breeze was cool, blowing through the ends of Yan Mo's hair and into Yan Mo's heart, in addition to being comfortable and faintly sad.

Yan Mo looked at the footprints he left on the beach, and suddenly hoped that there would be someone by his side at this moment, holding hands and strolling together.

But for the sake of freedom, for the sake of the traditional beautiful festival in my country, I don't want to live as a little girl, I can only choose to leave.

Yan Mo blew the sea breeze, and his thoughts drifted to six years ago, the first Spring Festival after the wedding。。。。。。