The two of them sat in the restaurant and passed the noon time, from Nanbin to talk about their respective families, childhood anecdotes, reading time and even dreams at this age, time flickered, and it was afternoon.

The two talked about Nanbin again.

Jia Yi sniffed with deep feeling and said, "Now Nanbin means more to me." ”

Mark shook the few remaining coffees in his cup, waited for the lingering aroma to hit the rim, and drank it down after every sense of his body sensed the lingering scent at the bottom of the cup.

He only understood one of the meanings of Jia Yi's words, and said, "Because of entrepreneurship? ”

Jia Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "There are still people." ”

Mark pursed his lips and said, "People? The people of Minamihama are constantly changing. He thought he was talking about the people who lived in the South Coast.

Jia Yi propped himself up with his hand, trying to put his body back, and said, "It's not the people who live in the South Coast, but ...... The person in front of you. ”

Mark wanted to speak and stopped, and when he wanted to continue to ask, he suddenly saw something affectionate in Jiayi's eyes, and this affection seemed to drag him into some dark hole, and he was afraid that he would be deeply involved in it, so he left the words in his mouth in time, and he only swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple went up and down. The aftertaste of the coffee had not yet dissipated, and he picked up the cup in his hand again, and just wanted to continue drinking, but found that it was already empty.

It's not empty, it's all coffee, it's a very strong coffee aroma, you can't see it, but it surrounds him all the time, and he can't escape.

After the two of them checked out, they strolled through Nanbin Old Street.

Prosperity is not completely absent on this old and lonely street. Looking up and seeing those shops with xx halls and xx names, it always gives people a sense of pride in sticking to tradition, and the people who can stick to a thing are always unfathomable, and they can glimpse their bustle on the faded doorpost, Jia Yi knows that Xinnanbin will not give up on them, the more unique they are, the more traditional they can contain people's nostalgia, but the overflowing value of this complex will soon be ruled by another new set of business principles. These are not things that can be tampered with with by changing the new paint on the doorposts of these old shops.

At this moment, Jia Yi couldn't hold back her inner joy at all, running and jumping in front like a little girl, turning around from time to time and grinning at Mark behind her.

Suddenly, Jia Yi turned around, walked backwards, and said to Mark: "Let's play a game, shall we?" ”

Mark with his hands in his pockets, he always liked the action, asked, "What game?" ”

She playfully said, "Quiz game." ”

Mark is a little unsure so.

Jia Yi added: "It's just a question and an answer, and no follow-up questions are allowed." ”

Mark nodded knowingly.

"Then the lady first, I'll start first." She turned around, as if thinking about what could stump Mark, and suddenly turned around again, and spun lightly in a circle, fixed in front of Mark, and said, "Mark, what flowers do you like?" ”

Mark didn't expect her to ask such a simple question, and smiled and said, "Jasmine." ”

The answer was not much of a surprise, Jia Yi nodded, and said, "Okay, it's your place." ”

Mark didn't think about what to ask Jiayi for a while, he pondered for a while before he spoke, "What books have you read lately?" ”

"Haruki Murakami's Sputnik Lovers."

"You like Murakami too?"

Jia Yi laughed and said, "You have committed a foul." ”

In her heart, she liked the "also" he said.

Mark remembered the rules of the game just now, and immediately pulled out a hand from his trouser pocket and touched his head, and couldn't help but laugh with her.

Jia Yi coughed slightly, got serious, and said, "Well, it's my turn." Why did Mark so readily agree to help me? ”

"Because...... Guo Rui. ”

Jia Yi couldn't help but repeat suspiciously: "Because of Guo Rui? ”

This time it was Mark who laughed first. But he was obviously not as unscrupulous as Jia Yi just now.

As soon as he smiled, Jia Yi realized that she had committed a foul, and she covered her face with her hands and turned her back.

Mark continued: "What do you like about Murakami? ”

Jia Yi didn't turn around, but her shrugging ponytail had already answered for her.

When it came to Jiayi, she pondered for a while and asked, "Mark, why did the last relationship end?" ”

She still had her back to Mark, not daring to look back, for fear that she would be impatient to explore his mind and be exposed, and even more afraid that she would see too many complicated feelings on his face, and most of all, that she would see the woman's appearance in his eyes. All she had to do was carry him quietly and pretend she didn't care about his answer.

"Because...... She went to Europe. Mark's voice was calm, frighteningly calm.

Jia Yi's pace slowed down slightly, because of the distance, because she couldn't accept the long-distance relationship, because she left? So the relationship didn't end because of the love itself, it was - geographical?

Jia Yi didn't press on, she suppressed her intense curiosity, not because she knew the rules of the game, but because she didn't want to get too close to the answer. At that moment, she suddenly understood why Xiao Yin was not curious about her and Qiao Le's past.

"It's my turn", Mark felt that Jia Yi seemed to be absent-minded, so he talked to himself in the back: "Jia Yi, why did you go to Beijing as soon as you graduated?" ”

Jia Yi stopped, this question had been asked to her a long time ago.

Yes, it's Jole.

At that time, she got an offer from a foreign trade company in Beijing, so she decided to go to Beijing, and she replied to Qiao Le like this.

But why was you looking for a job in Beijing in the first place? She had never answered this question to anyone, even if she was pressed by Qiao Le.

Marc's sudden stop caught Mark by surprise, and he almost crashed into her.

"Because I always felt that it was a pity not to go to Beijing." Jia Yi didn't feel that he was already less than three steps behind her, and she replied quietly.

She thought Mark would be curious if she answered like this. After all, this is a story without the above, it is about the softness of her heart, as long as he asks, she is willing to confess to him, and there is nothing missing.

She turned around again, and the moment she turned around, her ponytail swept past Mark's shirt without exception, and she realized that he was behind her, and she took a few steps back.

"Be careful!" Mark watched her retreat, thinking that she was going to lose her footing, so one hand grabbed her arm like this, trying to hold her, but because the force was too strong, he pulled her directly, and she bumped into him like this.

The friction was very small, after all, Mark was only pulling her with one hand, and she was not completely unstudied.

But this physical contact made Jia Yi feel as if something thrilling had happened, her heart was pounding, and she was afraid that Mark would notice her violently accelerating heartbeat, so she pulled out in time.

She ran her hand through her messy hair and looked up at Mark, who was fine, as if nothing had happened.

Jia Yi wanted to continue the topic just now, she was ready to have a long story, but this shock was that the softness in her heart melted into a puddle of water, and she didn't know where to start.

She didn't say anything, only bit her lower lip, letting the two red clouds float on her face without hesitation.

Before they knew it, they had been wandering on the street for an afternoon, two people walking side by side on the street, the trees on the side of the street were receding one by one, but time was always moving forward, losing, people and cars were in a hurry, for fear of losing the race with time.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there is a moment when dusk comes, just like all music has an abrupt stop - Jia Yi is going back to the store, Mark is going back to the company.

The two said goodbye briefly, didn't say much, they talked all afternoon, everything that should be said should be finished, and it would be sensational to say anything more at this moment.

What's more, for Jia Yi, the seemingly innocent embrace just now has always made her feel uneasy, and the harvest of an afternoon alone with Mark has made her very content, and she is afraid that if she asks for a little more, she will be confiscated of her happiness.

So, when parting, she only slowly spit out two words: "Thank you!" "Sincere and sincere, as if it were for the fate that lurks around.

Mark thought she was referring to the help she had done during this time, or the meal at noon today, or that she had just held her up. Anyway, he felt that "thank you" was too heavy, "Please don't say that, I'm also very happy." ”

The last two words were accompanied by a whistle, and I don't know whose pigeon was going home, and a large tuft of snow white flew over the heads of the two of them, and it was as if the sky had been moved.

"Are you happy too?" She asked in a whisper, is he happy with herself?

"Of course, I rarely talk to people that much."

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes flashed, and she said eagerly and eagerly, "We can talk at any time if you want." ”

Now, in the future, in the future, she can talk with him!

"Thank you, come here today, aren't you going to the store too?"

"Oh...... Oh yes. She couldn't hide her loss, but soon laughed again and said, "Goodbye then!" ”

Jia Yi returned to the store alone, cleaned up left and right, and picked up the photos that Mark left in the store to look at them carefully, and before she knew it, it was already dark, but she didn't care, only the things that Mark made by herself, they seemed to shine, enough to light up the night...... She watched, stroked, and laughed out loud, and suddenly found a black shadow flashing outside the store, extremely quickly, and only saw a man's figure out of the corner of her eye, unfamiliar.

She got up from her chair and walked outside the door but didn't see anyone, the coffee shop next door was still open, she walked in, Ming Jing happened to be cleaning up the table.

Ming Jing saw Jia Yi coming in, and immediately asked with a smile, "You haven't gone back yet?" ”

"Well, yes, you're not gone yet?"

"I'm going to leave after cleaning up the garbage in the kitchen!" Ming Jing smiled and said, "But ah, you better go back early, it's not safe for girls to be alone so late." ”

"Isn't it safe?" Jia Yi was nervous, she did see a figure just now, but when she went out, she didn't see anything.

"You haven't opened yet, why don't you go back sooner?"

"There's a lot of work to do before opening the store, so I want to finish it in the store."

"Oh, by the way, last time you talked about decoration design, my brother ......" Ming Jing was just about to say something, Jia Yi's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, she quickly took out her mobile phone to check, and the conversation between the two was interrupted for a while.

It was a text message from Qiao Le, who said that he wanted to come to her store in a few days, but there was no fixed date, and there was no negotiable tone, as if he was under a sudden inspection order.

Come on, she thought to herself, so she only replied with a "welcome", she really wanted to reply "okay, received"!

She just finished replying to the text message and looked up and asked, "You just said ......", who knew that Mingjing had already gone to the backyard, and she was the only one left in the empty café and the dim lights, so she had to give up, hurry back to her store, clean up and go home.