When Lin Yuanai came out of the elevator, he happened to see Li Xiaoxiao walking to the end of the hotel and swiping his card into a presidential suite.

In the corridor of the hotel, it is extraordinarily quiet, the red carpet is spread all the way through the entire corridor, and the footsteps are silent, Lin Yuanai walked slowly and walked to the door of the hotel where Li Xiaoxiao lived, looked at the closed red solid wood door in front of him, swallowed his saliva, held his head high, looked at the golden ceiling lamp above his head, slowly stretched out his hand, and took out a cigarette from his pocket, but he did not find a lighter.

It happened that a waiter came over, and on the cart he was pushing, there was a white porcelain with a lid, and a card next to it, written "soy milk", stopped in front of Li Xiaoxiao's room.

The waiter saw a cigarette in Lin Yuanai's hand, thought he was going to smoke, and reminded in a soft tone: "Sir, I'm sorry, smoking is prohibited here." ”

Lin Yuanai nodded, wanted to put the cigarette back in his pocket, paused, but threw it into the trash can on the side, then looked at the waiter who rang the doorbell and asked, "What is the volume of this cup of soy milk?" ”

"100 ml."

"Putting 30 grams of sugar is the favorite flavor of this young lady in it." Lin Yuanai pointed to Li Xiaoxiao's room.

"Are you our friend Mr. Li?" The waiter asked suspiciously.

Lin Yuanai lowered her eyes, paused for a while, and then raised her head, looked at the waiter and said, "The soy milk she likes to drink, she wants to cook beans freshly, and it is best to put one-tenth of the milk in it." ”

Lin Yuanai said as he lifted the bottles and cans on the cart, put some sugar and milk respectively according to the estimated amount in his heart, smiled at the waiter, and asked, "You Mr. Li, when will you leave Shanghai?" ”

"It may be the afternoon after tomorrow."

Lin Yuanai nodded, and before he could speak, he heard a soft sound from the door of Li Xiaoxiao's room, Lin Yuanai stood aside and waved his hand at the waiter, signaling her not to say that he was there.

A layer of puzzlement flashed in the waiter's eyes, but when Li smiled and opened the door, he smiled at Li and said, "Mr. Li, the soy milk you asked for every night was delivered." ”

Li Xiaoxiao was just taking a bath, her hair was half wet, she wiped it with a bath towel, and then let go of her body and said, "Come in." ”

Before the waiter went in, he also glanced at Lin Yuanai, Lin Yuanai pulled the corners of his lips, and the waiter pushed the dining cart in with doubts, and closed the door of the room by the way.

The corridor was calm again, Lin Yuanai continued to stand for a while, then walked to the elevator on the side, went up one floor, and returned to his room

In early summer, Shanghai is a little cool at night.

Li smiled and put on a heavy coat, stood in front of the hotel's wide floor-to-ceiling windows, held soy milk, and took a sip.

In the past, she didn't like to drink soy milk, but it was only after meeting Lin Yuanai that she developed the habit of having a cup of soy milk every morning and evening.

After the breakup, I still retained this habit, but I didn't drink the once profound taste.

Therefore, every time I make soy milk, it is a must-have, but I don't drink it, sometimes I just taste it, sometimes I smell it, and I put it down.