No matter how small a city is, it has its own scenery and characteristics.

When he checked in last night, Luo Qingyu found several snack bars on the nearby street under the guidance of his sisters at the front desk. It is said to have a good taste and is especially popular with local young people and tourists from other places.

She went to try it, and was slightly disappointed, not to her liking, at most it was distinctive.

The scenery or something, the sisters at the front desk regretfully told her that the city is being developed everywhere, and many old buildings have been demolished. There are only two or three temples, Buddhist temples, and an old church left, and the rest is not much to see.

So the next day, Luo Qingyu went to the supermarket to buy a suitcase, replenished some food and drinks, and checked out at noon.

She put her clothes in her suitcase and carried dry food, water and snacks on her back.

This time, I changed to the train, didn't do any strategy, woke up from sleep, and got off the train directly in the middle of the night. When I got off the bus, I looked at the stop sign, but I realized that I didn't recognize where it was.

Look at the time, three o'clock in the morning.

It doesn't matter, the starry sky is bright tonight, and when she dragged her suitcase to the countryside, she sat leisurely on the suitcase and took a selfie. After taking the photo, I found the photo of the raft on the river before and uploaded it to the circle of friends.

I thought that everyone was sleeping and she woke up alone, but she didn't expect that the next moment, she would get a like. Take a look, hey, it's Brother Nian, haha, he hasn't slept yet, it's really hard!

Before she could reply, he had already sent a message:

"Don't look at your phone when you walk at night, don't make phone calls, and stay safe. Hurry up and find a place to rest, the little girl is easy to get old if she stays up late. ”

Luo Qingyu: "......"

Well, these words completely dispelled her desire to call, and replied to him with one word: Oh.

The fewer words, the bigger the matter, and it can be interpreted freely.

Probably realizing that his words were too cold, for fear of hurting the little girl's glass heart, he sent another message to make up for it:

"Find a place to spend the night first, and call me when you get there. ”

"No, I don't. Luo Qingyu looked around and replied, "I don't have a village in front of me, I can't go to a store in the future, and I'm going to sleep on the streets tonight." You go to bed early, don't wait, I'll walk slowly, find a place to rest and send you a message. ”

She is playing until the early hours of the morning, he is busy until the early hours of the morning, and he is the one who needs to rest. Sending a message won't bother him, and he'll wake up tomorrow knowing she's safe.

Brother Nian was not verbose, and sent her a well-worded.

In Luo Qingyu's heart, he has always had a good temper, well, that's right. So I crossed my legs and meditated, and I slept on the suitcase for a while.

A few minutes later, the phone rang.

She picked it up and looked at it suspiciously, and Brother Nian sent two pictures, one was a vague shadow of her sitting in a suitcase meditating, and the other was a map, there were people and stalls about six or seven kilometers away from her.

When he saw his photo, Luo Qingyu almost fell off his suitcase, with goosebumps on his body, and sent a message to express strong protest and condemnation:

"You peep!"

Mean, shameless, inferior!

The other party replied to her with a smile and two words: Go quickly.

Luo Xiaomei pursed the corners of her mouth, and replied dissatisfiedly: "Go back and teach me!" She also wanted to peep.

The other party replied to her with an OK gesture, and she was already dragging her suitcase and running in the direction indicated by the map. Hopefully, the stall wasn't ready to close, she was a little hungry and wanted a hot breakfast.

Ten minutes later, Luo Qingyu dragged his suitcase and came to the stall shown on the map.

This stall is actually a congee and noodle restaurant, just like Lo Kee in Sai Wan City.

The difference is that no stalls are allowed at the door of Luo Ji, but here you can.

Lo and behold, there were many folding tables and plastic stools in front of the stall, and when she arrived, she happened to see the last customer leaving, and the staff of the small restaurant were cleaning the floor and kitchen utensils.

She looked ahead, and it all looked the same.

Some of them are stalls, and some of them are hygienic before opening stalls. It's almost four o'clock, and it's time to start making breakfast.

In addition to the drivers of passing cars, the elderly who get up early, and the farmers who bring in to sell their vegetables, these are all frequent customers of the breakfast shop.

"Miss, are you having breakfast?" she was observing, when the cleaning man came over and asked, "The supper is gone, it's breakfast time." ”

Luo Qingyu looked back when he heard this, and said strangely: "You are open 24 hours a day?"

The male employee nodded, "yes, we just changed shifts." Come, sit here, clean here. ”

After finishing speaking, he went back to the store and took out a breakfast menu and handed it to her, for fear that she would go to another store. The chef and staff who make the supper have just finished cleaning up and leaving work, and he and his colleagues can simply clean up and let the breakfast chef get to work.

Luo Qingyu didn't hesitate, dragged his luggage to his designated place and sat down, and began to read the menu. There was porridge and noodles and rice, and the rice was fried rice, and she ordered a fried rice and fried noodles.

If you want to eat porridge, but porridge does not fight hunger.

The male employee came into the store and called the chef out, then took her menu and handed it to the chef. Soon there was something to eat, Luo Qingyu sat at the table, and looked at the shop opposite that was about to open a store in a comfortable mood.

At this time, a young female voice came from behind him, "Xiao Guo, there are guests so early?"

"Sister Lan, morning. ”

The male employee greeted the guest and looked at the guest for a moment, and then continued to assist the chef.

That Sister Lan yawned and glanced at the guest with a casual expression. Luo Qingyu heard the other party's voice and seemed familiar, and heard the voice. When they saw each other's faces, the two were stunned at the same time.

"Zuo Yi?!" Luo Qingyu had an incredible look in his eyes.

Sister Lan (Zuo Yi), who half-covered her mouth and yawned, froze her movements, and only came back to her senses after two seconds and couldn't help laughing.

"Uh, haha, Mr. Luo, what a coincidence......"

Heheda, Teda, this world is too small! She is hiding so far away, how can she still run into it?! Although she has more than enough resentment in her heart, Zuo Yi, who is wearing a simple T-shirt + casual cropped pants, hurriedly made a pot of flower tea.

The fried rice is on the table, and the fried noodles are gone, Zuo Yi instructed the chef to fry a few dishes, and the rare enthusiastic attitude is eye-catching.

"Don't bother, don't interfere with your normal business. Luo Qingyu told her to stop.

It's like she obviously teaches ancient dance, and suddenly asked her to teach modern dance, although she can, but she doesn't feel good.

"It doesn't matter, it's all done anyway, you just give money. Zuo Yi said politely, "I'm sorry, the shop is shabby, I'm smiling." But Mr. Luo, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Luo Qingyu a few times.

Well, it's also a simple casual trouser + short-sleeved top, and I still can't see the brand, I can only see that the material is very comfortable, not like the out-and-out embarrassed Yazi.

"I traveled through. Luo Qingyu smiled and said, looking at Zuo Yi twice, "Why didn't the scar on your face get off?"

I heard Anton mention it before, Zuo Yi and Huang Bishi had a fight, and the two had different degrees of broken phase. Huang Bishi went to rectify, everyone thought that Zuo Yi was also rectified, but they never expected that the scars on her face were still there.

"I don't want to be whole. Zuo Yi touched the old wound on his face and smiled disapprerovingly, "Keep a souvenir." ”