Monan Jue turned around, and the tempting pasta was perfectly placed in front of her eyes on a white porcelain plate.

The man looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Tong Ran shook his head and rubbed his temples lightly, "I was almost stunned by your handsomeness." ”

"No matter how much you say, you can only eat a small plate, not hot sauce. ”

“……”

Well, seen through again.

Monam handed her the fork and served the fruit salad and the warmed milk.

He took a napkin and pinned it to her neckline to keep the sauce from spilling, "chin up." ”

Tong Ran reached out to pull it, "I won't get it, I don't want to take this." ”

"No way!"

"I'm not a child!"

Monan Jue pinched her chin, "Lift up!"

“……”

Tong Ran had to raise her head obediently, and after the man was pleased, he scooped the salad into a bowl and pushed it to her left hand side, which was within her easy reach.

He sat down across from her.

Tong Dye was really a little hungry, she rolled up the pasta, and before she took a bite, the sauce accidentally spilled out and spilled on the white napkin that the man pinned to her neckline.

“……”

Mo Nanjue took a sip from his coffee cup, "Look at what I'm doing? You're not a child." ”

He had expected her to eat like this.

From before to now, as long as she eats noodles, the soup will definitely spill on her body.

Could this be the legendary noodle-eating dysfunction......

Tong Ran's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to drill into.

Mo Nanjue put the coffee cup down, "If you don't eat it again, it will be cold." ”

The weather is getting cooler, a little cold wind blows in from the open window, Tong Ran rolls noodles with a fork, the man is reading a financial magazine, she raises her eyes, and just in time to see an enlarged English letter on the magazine.

england。

United Kingdom......

Tong Ran choked in his throat, and instantly remembered the letter in the study drawer.

The faint scent of jasmine seems to linger on the tip of the nose......

Tong Ran felt that the delicious pasta in her mouth instantly became bitter, and she scooped up a spoonful of salad and stirred, but her mind was not on it.

After being silent for a long time, she suddenly raised her head, "Monan Jue, are you free now?"

The man folded down the magazine, "Huh?"

"Tell me about it," Tong Ran put down the spoon, she held the milk cup, "I want to hear it, and I want to know, those four years...... How's your day?"

Mo Nanjue's eyelids jumped slightly, he hid the stinging pain in his eyes, and his voice was very weak, "It's just healing, there's nothing to say." ”

Tong Ran didn't stop, "Where are you recuperating from your injuries?"

Monan Jue picked up the coffee cup, "Do you want to go?"

"No, I just want to know ......"

The man didn't want to mention those dark and gloomy four years, which were the most difficult years of his life, and his eyes were full of pain when he looked back, "You just need to know that I'm back and won't go back." ”

"But you've disappeared for four years," Tong Ran asked him after him, "you should at least tell me who you were with, where you were, what you were doing, and how you got here......"

Monanjue's thin lips pursed, but he didn't speak.

Tong Ran held the milk cup tightly with both hands, and her voice was irrepressibly amplified, "You have been blank for four years, how do I know what you are doing? Even if you are recuperating, you will not come back for four years, or ...... Is there anyone or something you can't let go, so you keep putting it off?"

Mo Nanjue raised his eyes when he heard this, "I can't let go?"