readx; Fu Xinian tasted Jin Li's rare cold voice, and smiled bitterly, yes, what qualifications does he have to tell others to give up, isn't he also in this ** cage, struggling, and can't get out......

That day, when Ye Fengliu told him that Song Wenbei's woman's mobile phone had not been heard from for two days, God knows, he almost wanted to dismantle the communication company. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info If it weren't for the last leave call she made to guess her possible whereabouts, Fu Xinian felt that he would definitely be unable to help but call the police! However, why can't she go to Xie Xiaoyan to find it...... Tell me well.

The snow outside the window was obviously bigger, and the white mist covered the glass, Fu Xinian opened the window, and the cold wind blowing in front of him made his tired brain suddenly wake up. There are snowflakes in the air blowing towards Fu Xinian's face against the cold wind, delicate hexagons, scenes in fairy tales, but this world is not always full of fairy tales.

In the train station, Song Wenbei rubbed his hands and sighed with difficulty, watching a cloud of white mist rise in front of him. It was so cold, she didn't expect it to be just November weather, and there was snow in the air! However, she was unprepared, and she could only stand in the cold wind in the thin trench coat on her body, shivering.

The money was gone, the mobile phone was stolen, and he touched his pocket that was cleaner than his face, and Song Wenbei sighed. God really gave her a big problem, she was penniless, it was snowing heavily, and the little match girl could still light a few matches to keep warm, but she really had nothing.

"Sweet potato, hot roasted sweet potato." There was an aunt next to her who was shouting about her business, and the only eyes that were tightly wrapped were staring at Song Wenbei, Song Wenbei swallowed his saliva, smelled the sweet smell in the air, and his nose was a little sour.

"Girl, let's have a roasted sweet potato, it's very sweet." Seeing Song Wenbei's hesitation, the aunt hurriedly came up to greet her, thinking that she could sell all the rest before she went home today. Song Wenbei looked at the golden sweet potatoes in Huolu Mountain, and then looked at his aunt's dark and cracked hands, and couldn't wait to buy all the sweet potatoes in a furnace. It's just -- she doesn't have any money!

A penny is hard to beat a hero, and it was just a piece of paper before, but today I finally experienced such a sadness. Apologetically smiled like an aunt, "I'm sorry, that, I'm not hungry." ”

Song Wenbei bit his lip and spit out these words with difficulty, only to feel that the cells all over his body were shouting, "You are a liar!" Seeing that the business was yellow, the aunt didn't embarrass Song Wenbei much, but turned her head away and began to shout again. Song Wenbei lowered his head and clearly heard his stomach "growling" twice.

"I want all these sweet potatoes."

Song Wenbei was stunned, and a young man's voice sounded in her ears, and she hurriedly raised her head. Not that she was interested in this man, she was interested - just where the sweet potatoes went.

I bought them all, but I was a caring person. It's just that this sweet potato has to be eaten until the Year of the Monkey.

Song Wenbei thought about it, and smiled self-deprecatingly, people have money, but they buy it and throw it away, and they have a relationship with themselves for a few cents. I think it's perfect, don't you want to ask for one from others?

"Miss, ah." "Miss?"

Song Wenbei reacted for three seconds before she knew that the man was calling her. Staring at the face of the person in front of him, and of course the big sweet potato in his hand for a moment, Song Wenbei felt like he had been hit by five million. It turns out that pie will really fall from the sky?!

"Miss, this is for you."

Sure enough, the young and handsome man handed over the sweet potato in his hand, and Song Wenbei's potential reserved instinct made her want to refuse, but in fact, in front of the real physiological **, the psychological defense line was completely ornamental.

Lady, can you eat it as a meal? Reserved, can you fill your stomach?

No! Neither!

Thinking of this, Song Wenbei was relieved, took the sweet potato in the man's hand with a smile, and did not suspect him, so he took a big bite of it. In a short time, a large sweet potato was gone. Song Wenbei looked at the man in front of him embarrassedly, stretched out his hand unnaturally, and stopped talking, "That ......"

The man was stunned, and then laughed clearly, "Oh, I see, I want tissues, right?" As soon as he put his hand in his pocket and took out a pack of tissues, he heard Song Wenbei's breathless voice: "That, can you give me another sweet potato?" ”

Before the man could answer, he saw Song Wenbei waving his hand again and again, "If it's inconvenient, forget it." ”

Seeing her so embarrassed, the man smiled, and then looked refreshed: "What's inconvenient?" After that, he took out one from the big bag just now and handed it to Song Wenbei, this time, Song Wenbei, who had finally recovered a little bit of vitality, finally remembered to say thank you, and then stretched out his hand to the sweet potato. When the aroma of sweet potatoes once again eroded Song Wenbei's taste buds, Song Wenbei didn't care about the fact that there was a creature of the opposite sex standing next to him, and he wanted to get up in a big gulp.

"Miss is really ...... Whims. ”

The man watched Song Wenbei eat "happily", Xu thought about the wording for a long time before such a neutral word came up, Song Wenbei was full of black lines, didn't she just want to say that she ate ugly! He can also be regarded as his "life-saving benefactor", how can he be so spitting, anyway, her eating appearance has been complained about countless times by countless people, and he is not one of them!

It wasn't until he finished gnawing the fifth sweet potato that Song Wenbei finally rushed to his stomach to swell, with a warm enrichment. Seeing that she had finally eaten and drunk, the man neatly packed the bag. Song Wenbei couldn't help but admire when he saw his dexterous hand skills: "You are really neat." ”

The man's fingers froze, and the corners of his mouth smiled weakly, "I've practiced it since I was a child." ”

"What do you do?" Song Wenbei had such a question from just now, she thought that the person who bought such a cart of sweet potatoes must be either rich or expensive. However, the man in front of him was dressed ordinary, even, a little shabby. Even if he is kind-hearted, Song Wen can't think of a reason for ordinary people to buy so many sweet potatoes. But to say that he had a bad plan, after all, people also helped her fill her stomach and become a full ghost, besides, this man is handsome and elegant, and he really doesn't look like a big traitor. However, it is still not to be taken lightly. Isn't the aunt next door on the train still a gentleman in the end!

After making up his mind, Song Wenbei set his eyes on the man's eyes, wanting to take a good look at what this man was from.

Looking at Song Wenbei's suddenly serious expression, the man laughed: "After eating all the sweet potatoes, I remembered to wonder if I was a bad person, miss, is it a little too late?" ”

"No, it's not." Song Wenbei's face flushed, and he said that this man's brain was too good, and his little Jiujiu was punctured before he could use it. But in this situation, she can't tear her face, except for the hard mouth of the dead duck, she doesn't seem to have a second way to choose!

The embarrassment on Song Wenbei's face was unobstructed, the man was a gentleman, and he had no intention of embarrassing her, "It's my negligence, please forgive me for not having time to introduce myself, hello Miss, my name is Qin Yuan." ”