The white-faced man outside drank the last sip of wine, picked up the parasol on the table and went out satisfied.

He walked for about ten minutes when a red roadster roared to the door of the signature dish.

A young woman got out of the car, wearing purple sunglasses with heavy makeup, seemed to have a very important emergency, stopped the car and didn't even put out the fire, pushed the car door and hurriedly threw herself out, because she was wearing high heels, and almost fell.

Seeing that she was about to rush to the signature dish, the person at the front of the queue immediately stopped her.

"Hey, Miss, there's going to be a queue here. ”

"I don't eat!"

She didn't mean to stop at all, she rushed in after yelling, and as soon as she entered, she looked around, shouting loudly as she looked.

"Yu Ziyi!"

"Yu Ziyi!"

"Yu Ziyi !!"

……

She shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the store, and Song Xing hurriedly ran over to stop it.

"Miss, I'm sorry, we don't let you make loud noises in the store, if you want to eat......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman shout a few more times, and then squatted down with a whimper and cried, with an expression of being dumped.

"Miss, little ......"

Song Xing was about to persuade again, but the bald uncle frowned and walked over with a big tea jar, looked at the girl who was squatting on the ground whimpering and crying, and sighed leisurely.

Then asked softly.

"You're looking for him, aren't you? The man who is white and clean, with a red butterfly scar on his face, and always likes to carry a black umbrella when he goes out?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, it's him, uncle, have you seen him, where is he? I beg you, I beg you to tell me, okay?"

Hearing the bald uncle's description, the girl stood up excitedly and eagerly and grabbed the bald uncle's arm, whimpering and begging him to tell herself.

"Oh, he...... Just left here. ”

"Did you just leave?"

The girl's eyes were full of tears, and she whimpered in disappointment.

"Why, why is this, why are you avoiding me, I chased from abroad to China, I searched all over the world, but why can't I find you, where are you......"

The girl thought that she couldn't find each other again, so she cried sadly again, and the bald uncle hurriedly comforted her.

"Hey, he just left after eating, and he didn't come, why are you crying so sad?"

Hearing this, sure enough, the girl immediately stopped crying, and quickly and eagerly looked at the bald uncle.

The bald uncle shook his head helplessly and told her.

"Oh, he...... Every morning at nine o'clock, he will come to our restaurant on time to eat, if you want to see him, remember to come to him tomorrow morning. ”

The girl ran out of the door again, looked around, got into the car, and with a bang, left again.

At this time, Shi Xiaoxiao dared to come up and asked in a low voice.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

She knew that the bald uncle must have read it with mind reading, so she wanted to ask, but unfortunately, the bald uncle only sighed heavily this time, and refused to reveal half a sentence.

No one knows how long the girl has been looking for her, or where she has been looking. Perhaps, only she knows.

In the evening, Yushan Village, seven kilometers away from the university town.

Located in the heart of the university town and the city of Xianyang, Yushan Village is a small village with only a few dozen families, most of whom still live in adobe houses.

It's not that the people in the village don't have money, but most of the rich people have moved to the city, and the rest are either not in good condition at home, or they can't leave due to some kind of change in their family.

To the south of Yushan Village, a courtyard at the entrance of the village, a wooden door that had been sealed for decades had been opened a few months ago.

The young people in the village only know that the family moved away many years ago, but no one knows the specific situation, and perhaps only the older people know the reason.

The villagers went to look and found a young man with a pale face living in it, they were very curious, and after several inquiries, the young man only said that this was his house, and also took out the yellowed homestead certificate to show them.

Then they found that the young man, who looked very rich, had not renovated the house, but had removed all the weeds that had grown in the yard, and had planted a row of hedges in the yard with pruned sycamore branches.

Then I planted a lot of flowers and plants around the yard, such as yueji, peony, lilac, jasmine, ......

Then, he got up early every morning, locked the door, left with an umbrella, and when he came back at noon, he watered, fertilized, weeded, and caught insects for the flowers and trees in the yard.

When you are tired, you can rest for a while on the deck chair in the yard with your eyes closed......

For a few months, although the people in the village were curious, they had long been accustomed to it, and some people once wanted to ask him who he was, but the dialect spoken by the locals was very troublesome to communicate with the white-faced man, and over time, no one cared.

Today, in the curious eyes of the villagers, a second foreigner has entered the village, and she is still a beautiful woman.

She was wearing a white gauze dress, like a fairy, but she was barefoot, her face was full of tears, her hair was scattered, and she kept walking with red eyes.

When the villagers asked her about good deeds, they didn't know if she didn't understand or couldn't hear it, so they didn't pay attention to it at all.

The villagers followed her, and saw her walk to the white-faced man's small courtyard, and looked at the white-faced man who was still resting on the bamboo chair in a daze.

Then, she finally couldn't help it, and two lines of tears came down like this.

Squeak......

The squeak of the wooden fence seemed to wake the white-faced man, who glanced towards the doorway, and then slowly stood up.

A man and a woman, looking at each other, the white-faced man finally couldn't help crying, and after a long time, he sighed softly and said a complicated and contradictory sentence.

"Alas...... Why are you coming?"

"Because I love you......"

After the girl finished speaking, she couldn't hold back any longer, rushed over and hugged him tightly, and whimpered and cried.

He gently hugged the girl in his arms, and then hugged it so tightly, looked up at the sunset, red as blood, sprinkled a handful, and fell on the roses in the yard......

Looking down at the girl's feet, he saw that she was barefoot, so he bent down to pick her up, smashed open the creaking and broken wooden door, put her on the bed, poured some hot water into the basin, and added some cold water.

I tested the temperature of the water with my hands, just right, and then stubbornly stuffed the girl's snow-white feet into the basin and washed the mud off her feet.

"Where's the shoes?"

"Lost ......"

"Well, how old is it, and it's still like this?"

……

The girl stuck out her tongue and took the opportunity to take a look at the room.