Song Ci, who was sitting in the car, was a little confused, his vision was a little unclear, and he was drunk. I used to be a thousand glasses, but now it seems that the amount of alcohol still needs to be practiced.

Huo Heng, who was driving, glanced at the sleepy girl, her fair and tender face was a little flushed, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned and a little uncomfortable.

Huo Heng suddenly remembered that when she was about seven or eight years old, she came to Huo's house to attend Huo Zehui's birthday banquet, secretly drank some wine behind her back and then hid, causing the whole audience to look for her, and the birthday party naturally didn't open. When he went back to his room to rest, he saw the little girl sleeping on the chaise longe. It's the same as now, his face is a little flushed, and his little brow is slightly wrinkled and a little unhappy.

What was he thinking at that time, this little girl can really pick a place. No one dared to come to his room, no wonder he didn't find it. In the end, he called the elders and took her away.

Since then, there has been a small tail behind him, and the three masters and three masters have been shouting all day long, which is a little noisy. Soon after, he went to country Y, and he went for several years, and then he met this conscienceless little girl who didn't know him, and called him "Huo Ye" coldly, heh.

Huo Heng had a shallow smile on his tough and handsome face, and his destination was soon there, a noodle restaurant with an old façade.

turned off the fire and turned on some light music, Huo Heng also closed his sour eyes, and after working at high intensity for a while, he was still a little tired.

Song Ci opened his eyes at the right time, the car had turned off, and not far from the window was an unknown noodle restaurant, turning his head sideways, the man frowned and closed his eyes, and his right thumb was rubbing his temple.

"Awake?" Huo Heng stopped his hand and looked sideways at the sleepy-eyed girl, "Eat some good food at night." ”

Song Ci nodded casually, thinking that this meal could be regarded as inviting him to dinner? After getting out of the car, Song Ci followed the man with his head slightly lowered.

"Welcome, oh, it's Mr. Huo, bring your girlfriend to dinner?" The middle-aged man who was wiping the table in the store smiled innocently and shouted in the direction of the kitchen: "Wife, Mr. Huo is here." ”

After a while, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron walked out while wiping her hands, "Mr. Huo is here, what do you want to eat?" When she saw the girl following behind Huo Heng, her smile became even more enthusiastic, "This is your girlfriend, she looks so good! ”

"What are you talking about," the middle-aged man patted the woman's shoulder, "Go and fry a pot of broad beans for Mr. Huo first." ”

The woman smiled, "Eh, I'll go now, I'll go." He said that he hurried to the kitchen, and the man also went to the back kitchen to help.

After Huo Heng sat down, he explained to Song Ci: "I often come to this noodle restaurant, it tastes good, the husband and wife are simple people, and they also have a son in elementary school. ”

Song Ci has a cool temperament and likes enthusiastic people, such as Shen Qianzhi and Lu Qi, they are both cute and lively teenagers, listening to Huo Heng's words, Song Ci showed a shallow smile, and there seemed to be a sea of stars hidden in his peach blossom eyes, "It's good." ”

Huo Heng, who personally poured water for the two of them, also smiled when she saw the smiling and soft and comfortable little girl, "It's good if you like it." ”

After a while, two bowls of steaming bone soup noodles, milky white bone broth with green green onions, were very pleasing to the eyes, and a plate of stir-fried broad beans was still sizzling.

"We don't have anything to entertain here, so I'll give you these two bottles of soy milk to drink," the middle-aged man smiled and took out two bottles of imported soy milk from the counter and said to Song Ci, "Does the little girl taste good?"

Song Ci took a sip of the thick bone broth, ate the noodles with the soup, raised his head when he heard this, and said to the man with a shallow smile: "It's delicious." ”

The middle-aged man smiled happily, "If it's delicious, it's delicious, you two eat slowly, and I won't bother." With that, he went to the back kitchen.

Now it is close to eleven o'clock, and there is no one else in the noodle restaurant except Huo Heng and Song Ci, perhaps because of the wine drunk on an empty stomach before, a few mouthfuls of bone broth entered the stomach, and the whole person was comfortable.

The two of them, who pay attention to food and sleep silently, finished eating noodles silently, and drank a large bowl of bone broth by the way, Song Ci drank a few sips of soy milk through a straw, and his body and mind were comfortable, and his originally cold eyes also had sporadic warmth at the moment.

Song Ci pressed the money at the bottom of the bowl and quietly left with Huo Heng.

The two walked side by side on the road, Huo Heng glanced at the little girl with a soft face and asked, "Do you plan to go to college?"

Song Ci thought for a moment, "Maybe." "Going to university is a dispensability for her, and if she has the time, she can relax.

The two got into the car, and Huo Heng drove Song Ci back, "Go back to Kyoto to study at university? Do you want to go to Huada or Jingda?"

After opening the window to breathe, Song Ci supported his head with his right hand, propped his elbow on the door frame, and said lazily: "Look again, it's not bad to go to a military school." ”

Huo Heng glanced at the girl with a smile, "Are you going to teach in military school?"

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, but also smiled, and the car was overflowing with brilliant spring light, "You are so humorous." As if he didn't care, he casually asked, "Where did you go to college?"

"Y country bridge big. Interested in reading it?"

"I don't want to go abroad," Song Ci shook his head, as if he had thought of something, his peach blossom eyes raised slightly, "So you suddenly disappeared to go to college back then?"

The man was suddenly laughed angrily, "I didn't disappear suddenly, I left you a letter, didn't you read it?" After a pause, he also answered Song Ci's question, "Half and half, by the way, I expanded the market." ”

Song Ci sat up straight, his expression a little solemn, "I was only eight years old at the time, and I didn't know the cursive writing you wrote, so I lost it." ”

"......" is his mistake.

How did he know that an eight-year-old couldn't read cursive, cough...... Probably should, it seems that Huo Zehui's kid still can't understand it now.

"And now?"

"I'm not interested in calligraphy. The girl replied nonchalantly, "I don't really like things that take a lot of time to do." ”

Song Ci has never been a patient person, she has always liked quick battles, and she also pays attention to speed in tactics, and the terrible thing is that she not only does things quickly but also never makes mistakes, so she is respected by the organization as "Song Devil".