Yan Zihui tried on all her summer clothes, this dress was put on this pants, and then she took off and matched the skirt and tossed back and forth for a day, and she was never tired of it.

In the end, she chose a white one-neck chiffon shirt with denim shorts, open-toe sandals, and a dark green bucket bag.

She came to the restaurant early and told the waiter with a high spirit: Mr. Wu booked a seat for two.

Led by a waiter, she sat down at a table by the window. The restaurant is designed to be very private, and although it is not a private room, there are partitions for each table.

Yan Zihui took out the small mirror in her bag and looked at her makeup. Although she is not a person who likes to sweat, but in the middle of summer, she is afraid of the embarrassment of her makeup.

She held a mirror in one hand and looked around to see if anyone around her noticed her. Yan Zihui wiped her forehead with a tissue, even if she didn't sweat, she still had to wipe it a few times to feel at ease. Take out a small box of powder, use the puff to take the powder, and gently press it on your face a few times.

Yan Zihui put on makeup for two hours before going out, and she almost used "drawing" to slowly polish her entire face. After spending so long, she still looked like a pixel.

After touching up her makeup, she pulled out a nude lipstick. Unscrew out the paste, dot it between your lips, slowly spread the pads of your middle finger across your lips, and then sip.

She took everything back into her bag, including the tissue she had just wiped her sweat on. Then sit upright and wait for her male protagonist to appear.

Yan Zihui and Wu Junke did not show up at the agreed time.

Yan Zihui arrived early, and Wu Junke was late.

It wasn't entirely wrong to say that Wu Junke was late, and he showed up on time across the street outside the restaurant. He sat in the car and looked at Yan Zihui across the street, but he didn't get out of the car for a long time.

Su Pei gave Wu Junke advice and asked him to meet Yan Zihui. After some consideration, Wu Junke called Yan Zihui and asked her to dinner.

The phone called, the restaurant was booked, and the other person arrived, but he stopped for a moment when he was about to get off the bus.

The hands of the watch walked silently, and Wu Junke still got out of the car.

……

"I'm sorry, there's a meeting temporarily, I'm late. ”

Wu Junke sat down opposite Yan Zihui, who was not used to lying, and he said an excuse made up casually, holding a water cup to drink water to block his twinkling eyes.

"It's okay, you have work to do. Yan Zihui slammed into the deer, blushing cheeks, lowered eyes, and couldn't even raise his eyes to look at Wu Junke to speak.

"I'm hungry, let's get something to eat first. Wu Junke handed the menu to Yan Zihui.

"I'm not hungry, you can order, I'm not used to ordering. ”

Wu Junke looked at the menu and stretched his hand back. He flipped through the pages of the menu, and he didn't pay attention to what he was looking at. After flipping through a thick menu, he didn't know what to change.

When Wu Junke and Yan Zihui were together, Wu Junke was in charge of ordering, and Yan Zihui never looked at the menu.

After so many years, he has become accustomed to the quiet taste, and has completely forgotten what Yan Zihui likes to eat, and he doesn't even have any impression of whether she eats spicy food or not, and whether she wants onions, ginger and garlic.

"As I come to remember, I have a very important call to make. You order first, I'm a little hungry. ”

Wu Junke handed over the menu to Yan Zihui, and ran away under his own pretext.

Wu Junke slipped away quickly, and before Yan Zihui could react, he had already run out of the restaurant with his mobile phone.

Yan Zihui heard Wu Junke say that he was hungry, and hurriedly waved to the waiter.

Wu Junke's phone call was naturally not made, and he returned to the restaurant after a few minutes.

When Wu Junke returned to his seat, Yan Zihui's dishes were almost ordered.

"Junke, I'm almost done, do you want anything more?"

The service was alive and reported the dishes ordered by Yan Zihui to Wu Junke.

Wu Junke blurted out. "Is there a lava cake?"

"Yes, sir. Lava cake is our main dessert. Do you want two guests?"

"I don't like sweets. Yan Zihui said softly to the waiter.

"That's it, plus a lava cake. ”

The waiter doubled again, then walked away.

"Do you like lava cake? I remember you used to say that this stuff is too tired. ”

Yan Zihui raised his eyes little by little, trying to make eye contact with Wu Junke.

"An ......" Wu Junke wanted to say that he was quiet and loved to eat, but he stopped when he said the first word.

Although there is only one An character, Yan Zihui is extremely sensitive. "What?"

"Eating more sweet can secrete dopamine, I didn't think of this term just now. It's almost said to be amino acids. ”

Wu Junke passed the test in a daze.

"Oh. Yan Zihui has no doubt about Wu Junke's statement.

"Have you taken the driver's license test?" Wu Junke remembered what Su Pei said, to talk to Yan Zihui about more meaningful things, happy things, and give her more hope.

"It's coming. Yan Zihui's eyes were about to touch Wu Junke's eyes, as if the bride's red handkerchief had been uncovered little by little.

"Let's pick up a car another day. ”

"Well, good. Can you ......."

Yan Zihui took a deep breath and emboldened herself.

"Are you going with me to pick up a car?"

Wu Junke didn't answer in a hurry, and drank water from the water cup at hand.

"Well, I'll call you in a few days when I'm free. ”

Yan Zihui's feet stepped on the ground softly but cheerfully under the table.

"Junke, what kind of car do you think I'm driving?"

"SUV. Wu Junke blurted out again without thinking.

"SUV, big model, can I drive it?" Yan Zihui was a little embarrassed.

Wu Junke came to his senses. "Oh, we'll see when the time comes. ”

The dishes were served one by one, and Wu Junke kept waiting for the next dish, because none of the dishes that were served to him had an appetite.

"Isn't it unappetizing?" Yan Zihui didn't move his chopsticks when he saw Wu Junke.

"No, it's too hot, I don't have much appetite all of a sudden, so it's probably better to sit and drink something cold. ”

Wu Junke reluctantly put some dishes into his dishes in order to let Yan Zihui not worry. He called the waiter and poured some ice water.

"In addition to learning to drive, what are you busy with lately?" Wu Junke didn't know why, the more he wanted to eat a few bites casually, the more he lost his appetite.

Yan Zihui lowered her head again, with a little guilt in her expression. "Junke, I'm sorry, I didn't see Dr. Zhan again. I changed to a doctor, named Su Pei, and he was a female doctor. ”

"Why don't you see Dr. Zhan?" Wu Junke couldn't act too ordinary.

"Dr. Zhan......"

After thinking about it, Yan Zihui decided not to say too much. "It's my own problem, I think female doctors are better. ”

"Well, you measure this yourself, you just like it. ”

"Jun Ke, can I call you now?" Yan Zihui immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes after asking, as if waiting for the verdict to be announced.

"Hmm. But if I'm busy, I won't necessarily pick it up. ”

Yan Zihui's palms were sweating, and when she heard Wu Junke's answer, she put her hands under the table and wiped them with a tablecloth.

"When you're working, I'm not going to fight, and I won't affect your work. Yan Zihui is so well-behaved, and her well-behaved in front of Wu Junke is not deliberately disguised by her, but natural.

Yan Zihui's appearance, Wu Junke saw it in his eyes. Such joy, shyness, and expectation, none of the frames escaped Wu Junke's observation.

Wu Junke wanted Yan Zihui to get better, but he didn't want her to have illusions, which is why he didn't get out of the car for a long time in the car.

"Zihui, ah......"

"Hmm. Yan Zihui replied in a whisper.

Wu Junke struggled again and again, but he still wanted to say and stopped. The words in her stomach were about to move, but if she said it, she was afraid of hurting Yan Zihui, but if she didn't say it, she was afraid that her feelings would multiply indefinitely.

"You can say anything you want to me. "Yan Zihui's behavior is full of understanding.

Wu Junke didn't dare to take this risk, and decided to suppress the words first. Let's look at Yan Zihui's future situation and find another opportunity.

The lava cake that Wu Junke ordered was served. The waiter poured some brandy over the cake and lit the flames with a lighter. The rich chocolate flavor of the cake and the aroma of brandy merged into one, and the domineering attack entered Wu Junke's nasal cavity.

The freshly lit flame was beautiful, and the blue flame was wrapped in a layer of yellow to transparent fire.

The flames burned out, Wu Junke picked up the dessert spoon and dug down towards the center of the cake as he had been quiet before.

The thick chocolate flowed out with this scoop, and it looked like lava from a volcanic eruption.

Wu Junke took out a spoonful and put it in his mouth, he couldn't comment on whether it was delicious or not, he only felt that he was eating the taste and feeling that Jing Jing hoped for.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Zihui felt that Wu Junke was not eating, but enjoying, enjoying a kind of lonely self-appreciation that no one could understand except him.

Wu Junke put down the dessert spoon. "It's ok. ”

Yan Zihui was eager to try it, and picked up her spoon and wanted to taste it.

Before the spoon in her hand touched the cake, Wu Junke moved the cake plate to the other side. "I've eaten it, I'll give you another one. ”

Wu Junke's move made Yan Zihui feel strange and cold. "No need, I just saw that you were eating deliciously, and I was hungry for a while. ”

After that, none of them spoke much, Wu Junke ate everything like chewing wax, and Yan Zihui didn't know how to eat.

Yan Zihui waited for so long to wait for Wu Junke to ask her, and it couldn't end like this.

"Jun Ke, are you afraid that I have emotional problems, so you don't say a lot of things to me?"

Yan Zihui put down the chopsticks in his hand and wiped his mouth with a tissue. "I'm fine, you can say whatever you want to me. ”

Yan Zihui knew that in front of Wu Junke, there was only one thing left to sell well.

Wu Junke looked at Yan Zihui. "I'll talk about that later. ”

Yan Zihui hooked the hair on both sides behind her ears. The pair of ears that were exposed were already red. "If you don't say it, then I'll tell you. ”

Wu Junke didn't stop it.

"Years ago, I was "dead", and years later I was "alive". Dead or alive, there is no warning for you. In just two sentences, it is a catastrophe for me, and it is not for you. ”

Yan Zihui pushed the tableware in front of him farther away.

Wu Junke's furrowed brows seemed to be sandwiched between years of tossing and turning.

"I've been gone for so many years, and suddenly I came back with so many unbelievable things and disrupted many people's lives. ”

A small pond rose in Yan Zihui's eyes. "I know that despite my misfortunes, I'm still so annoying. If it weren't for me, you and she would be happily ever after, instead of eating here with me, a familiar stranger. ”

Yan Zihui turned around with a thousand twists and turns, and she seemed to be blaming herself and ashamed, but she was trying to hollow out every inch of pity in Wu Junke's heart.

"Don't say that. Wu Junke really couldn't bear it.

"Junke, you let me finish. I used to feel like the whole world owed me. When I come back to you, I have a ......"

Yan Zihui gritted his teeth. "I'm crazy about quiet jealousy. I have suffered so many sins, and I persist in living because you are in my heart. Whether it's fantasy or belief, the only support for me to live is you. And she is so happy to have you, and you love her so much. Jun Ke is sorry, I owe you, I owe her a word of sorry. It was I who threatened you with death that caused you to break up. ”

Yan Zihui's tears continued, and her confession was so sincere.

Wu Junke was tormented. He still regretted that he left his quiet to find Yan Zihui at the beginning, but it was not easy to see Yan Zihui in front of him like this, confessing the dark thoughts he had before. "It's all in the past. ”

Wu Junke handed the napkin in front of him to Yan Zihui.

Yan Zihui wiped her tears. "I know we're strangers to each other, I know I'm sick, and you're even afraid of me. But I'm trying, and I hate myself for being like this. If I keep going like this, what's the difference between that and when I was imprisoned by them. ”

Yan Zihui knows how to grasp the key points very well, she knows where to fill in, where to bury explosives, and where to dig a pit.

Wu Junke still can't imagine what Yan Zihui looked like when he was under house arrest by Yan Weicheng. He couldn't hear that.

"Zihui, take your time, everything will be fine. ”

Wu Junke looked at her slowly swollen eye circles, those dark and deep eyes, how could such a person who was tortured to the point of having a broken soul have the mentality of an ordinary person.

"Don't overthink it. ”

Yan Zihui turned her face out of the window and covered her mouth with her hands. She cried to the core, and should have been deserved to tear and scream, but she was silent. It's like a summer thundershower, the rain is pouring down, there is no lightning and thunder, but the more it falls, the more it makes people feel stuffy and unpleasant.

Whoever sees her crying like this feels like a prick in the heart.

Their dining table was a small square table for four people, and Wu Junke and Yan Zihui were sitting facing each other.

Yan Zihui's crying Wu Junke was in a mess, and his heart was slightly cramped when he cried. He stood up and changed seats.

Yan Zihui knew that Wu Junke was sitting closer to her, and gradually put away crying. She sobbed and said, "I'm sorry, Junke, in public, I'm embarrassing you, right?"

Wu Junke shook his head. "No one can see it. ”

Yan Zihui took Wu Junke's hand and asked. "Junke, can I ask you a question? I promise this is the last time I'll ask you. ”

Yan Zihui cried with Xie Shushu, Wu Junke knew what she was going to ask, and he couldn't shirk and not let her ask, even his hand could only be obediently pulled by Yan Zihui. "Just ask. ”

"Is it still possible?" Yan Zihui's ears turned even redder, and he could see clearly the slightest microvascular in them.

As Wu Junke's surprise, Yan Zihui asked the question that Wu Junke was most afraid of facing. "I'll tell you next time. ”

Wu Junke used the tactic of delaying.

"Will you tell me next time?" Yan Zihui prayed.

"Yes. Wu Junke decided to postpone the next meeting with her.

Zhao Feng's call came just right, but he just confirmed tomorrow's itinerary with Wu Junke, but Wu Junke acted out a drama where the company had an urgent matter of 100,000 yuan and must be rushed back.

Yan Zihui lived up to her name, embodied the word virtuous, and immediately asked Wu Junke to pay the bill and leave.

"Sir, your bill. The waiter looked at the bill for Wu Junke.

Wu Junke handed over the card. "Pack me a lava cake. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"You haven't finished eating this yet, why are you still packing?" Yan Zihui wondered if Wu Junke had specially packed it for her.

Wu Junke smiled and did not answer.

The waiter returned the card and asked Wu Junke to sign it.

A few minutes later, a packed cake was brought to him.

Walk out of the restaurant and walk to Wu Junke's car across the street. "Shall I send you back first?"

"No, I'll take a taxi myself. Your company has something, don't send me. "Yan Zihui is still well-behaved and considerate.

Wu Junke nodded, opened the car door and sat in. He lowered the window. "Give me a message when you get home, be careful on the road. ”

Wu Junke's car drove away, and Yan Zihui was still standing in place, as if he could still smell a little of Wu Junke's smell.

Yan Zihui spread out the hair hooked behind her ears again, covering her ears. Wu Junke can't be anyone's, it can only be hers. She has suffered so much, no one can let her suffer a little more grievances.

The people who owed her something before, she had to recover it little by little.

Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message: How about thinking about it? The time is almost up, and there is no reply, you just wait for the white-haired person to send the black-haired person!

The message was sent, and Yan Zihui threw the phone into the bag. She looked at her hands and felt that Wu Junke was in such a hurry that she forgot to give her the cake she packed. She decided that starting today, she began to fall in love with lava cake.

……

Wu Junke returned home and put the cake in his hand on the coffee table in the living room.

He sat on the couch and thought back to the past when he came home from a client, fell asleep quietly on the couch, and waited for him.

He came home with his quiet dessert and stroked Quiet's cheek, and she woke up stretching her waist beautifully. Sometimes when I sleep too deeply, there will be traces of saliva on the side of my mouth, and when I am quiet, I will wipe my saliva away shyly and pretend that nothing has happened. Wu Junke likes to see the sneaky and cute appearance of Quiet.

Then he quietly complained that Wu Junke came back with dessert in the middle of the night, but ran to the kitchen to get a spoon with small steps.

For this kind of cake that is rebellious to the extreme, she will always only eat one bite. Quietly said: Just one bite, the sweetness will be terrible, and the extreme thing will be reversed.

Yan Zihui's news came: Junke, when you get home, you can still work, pay attention to rest.

Then the second one: Junke, thank you, I will try to make myself better and better.

Article 3: Remember to reply to me next time, this is our agreement.

Wu Junke replied: Good night.

Wu Junke put his phone on silent and threw it aside.

He went to the kitchen and got a small spoon, opened the cake and took a bite.

He sipped the rich chocolate sauce and felt that what he said was right, just one bite, and more will be good. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?