Ying Fei handed over the phone.

He Chuan glanced at his phone, then looked up at Ying Fei, his face thoughtful.

As if sensing something, Ying Fei's originally slightly red cheeks instantly turned pale.

Slender fingers, holding the phone tightly, for a while, a trace of loss hung on her face.

Just as he was about to take the phone back, he heard He Chuan speak.

"Do you like to eat light or spicy. ”

"Huh?" Ying Fei was stunned for a moment, and didn't react at once.

"I remember there's a cross-bridge rice noodle shop around here, if you don't mind, let's go eat rice noodles. He Chuan said.

Ying Fei hesitated, bit her lip and typed the word "okay" on her mobile phone, and then shook it in front of He Chuan's eyes.

He Chuanshuo's shop is located in the old commercial street, opposite Kowloon Square.

A few years ago, when he had just graduated from the police academy, he came to eat with Wu Fatzi.

It's just that He Chuan doesn't like places with a lot of people.

After coming to Chunxi Road once, no matter how much Wu Fatzi persuaded him, he didn't come a second time.

So He Chuan is not very familiar with Chunxi Road, but he did write down this rice noodle shop.

In terms of the environment at that time, this rice noodle shop was the most authentic cross-bridge rice noodle He Chuan had ever eaten.

Probably because of the opening of a few new commercial streets, the popularity of the old commercial streets has declined a lot.

Although the streets are still full of people, at least there is no need to rub your body and borrow the way.

He Chuan walked in front, and Ying Fei followed behind him.

The two of them were separated by about half a body.

He Chuan is not a person who likes to talk.

Even after coming out to work, the number of times he spoke a day was very small.

Instead, the Philippines ......

She followed behind He Chuan, keeping her head half-bowed.

Occasionally, when I bumped into someone, I would raise my head to find He Chuan's figure.

"It seems to be here. He Chuan suddenly stopped and looked up at Kowloon Square.

Even though he had only been here once, he always had a good memory.

According to the impression, He Chuan found a door on the opposite side of the square, and he could go up to the second floor.

As soon as I entered the stairs, I saw a sign posted at the door, and the rice noodle shop was on the first floor.

Moved?

He Chuan was a little surprised.

But I haven't been here for so many years, and it's normal that there are changes.

When I went down to the negative floor, I saw a slightly familiar decoration.

A spacious rice noodle shop, at least the size of four or five shops, with large boxy tables inside.

The only difference was that the store was deserted, with only four or five waiters sitting and resting, and not even a single customer was seen.

He Chuan frowned, suspicious in his heart.

In my impression, the business of this shop was very hot, and when Wu Fatzi brought him here, he couldn't even find a seat.

He Chuan looked at the cash register for a while and confirmed that the menu on his head was a menu he was familiar with.

Only then did he turn his head and respond to Fei: "What set meal do you eat?"

Ying Fei looked at it for a while, chose a crispy meat package, He Chuan chose a gold medal fat cow, and then checked out.

The price is about the same as I remember, and the average of the two is more than forty, less than fifty yuan.

After taking the sign, I found a random place to sit down and put the sign on the table.

The rice noodles here are too hot, probably for fear of injury to the guests, so they are usually served by the waiter, and the sign will be removed when leaving.

There was nothing to do, and the atmosphere became awkward again.

The two seem to have similar personalities, and they are not the kind of people who can take the initiative to find words.

"You're here very early today. He Chuan waited for a long time, and could only take the initiative to speak.

Ying Fei kept her head down, and after hearing He Chuan's voice, she looked a little flustered.

She rummaged around her body for a while, looking like she was looking for something.

"Are you looking for a phone?" He Chuan pushed the phone she had placed on the table forward.

Ying Fei realized that the mobile phone had been placed on the table.

She nodded hurriedly, took the phone, and lowered her head to type.

"No, I've only been here for a while. ”

Two people, one speaks, one types.

Feel...... It's also a little weird.

"yes, I thought you'd be late. He Chuan smiled.

Ying Fei looked at He Chuan's sudden smile, and was a little distracted for a moment.

It's just that before she could take a few more looks, the waiter brought the rice noodles, and He Chuan also withdrew his smile and became calm again.

It seems that there are too few customers in the store, and the waiter serves the food much faster.

It's just that He Chuan looked at the familiar side dishes on the plate and frowned.

It's still those things, but for some reason, it doesn't look very fresh.

However, it does not affect consumption.

He Chuan followed the steps in his memory and began to place side dishes one by one.

Many of the side dishes here are raw, such as quail eggs, lettuce leaves, and chicken.

However, the soup is very hot, and after putting the side dishes down, stir it a few times, and it is basically cooked.

He Chuan didn't know if the authentic Yunnan rice noodles were the same.

But when he first came to eat it, it seemed very fresh.

There was a feeling of unconsciousness.

He Chuan noticed that when he was serving the food, Ying Fei on the other side had been observing him.

He paused, slowing down his movements.

After watching it for a while, Ying Fei began to follow He Chuan's example, and poured the side dishes from the small plate into the soup bowl.

After He Chuan finished cooking, he stirred a few times, blanched the vegetables, and then scooped up the soup with a spoon and took a sip.

It's fresh.

It's a bit of a memory.

Since neither of them is looking for a topic, then simply don't look for a topic.

He Chuan began to eat rice noodles quietly.

In the spacious hall, there are only two people eating rice noodles and drinking soup.

After eating the last bite of rice noodles, He Chuan drank most of the soup again, and then took a tissue to wipe his mouth.

It's a bit of a stretch.

He Chuan rubbed his stomach without a trace, and the link felt slightly up.

He has not been in good health and has not been able to eat much.

Although I recuperated for a while after retirement, I still couldn't bear overeating.

finally calmed down, and Ying Fei on the other side also finished eating.

While she was pumping tissues, He Chuan glanced at her soup bowl and basically finished eating.

Even the soup was only half a bowl left.

He Chuan looked at her gaze and began to get serious.

Even if it was Wu Fatzi at the beginning, such a big bowl of rice noodles would almost hold on.

Ordinary girls can't finish eating at all, or rather, they won't finish eating at all.

Listen to those young people in the bureau say that the current girl, even if you give her a cat bowl, she can leave half with you.

He Chuan was only going to come over to meet with the woman, finish the process, and then everyone should do what they should do.

But at this time, he suddenly became interested in Fei Fei.

He's an honest man.

"Shall we go out for a walk first?" He Chuan asked.

Ying Fei was lowering her head to wipe her mouth, and when she heard the words, she raised her head with a somewhat surprised expression.

She glanced at He Chuan, two red clouds flew on her face, and nodded a little shyly.

Even with He Chuan's character, he couldn't help but want to say a word to her.

is too shy, such a character will be bullied outside.