Chapter 497: When Youth Becomes History
That evening, after the butterfly settled down to stop the kite, she rushed to see Fang Yun. When she arrived at the store, Fang Yun was already sitting inside, while the hot pot was steaming, Fang Yun lowered her head and focused on her mobile phone, constantly sending WeChat, looking at WeChat, I don't know who she was talking to, and even the butterfly had walked to the table and walked to her side, she didn't realize it.
The butterfly smiled and patted her shoulder gently, Fang Yun suddenly raised her eyes, looked at the butterfly, and came back to her senses for a long time, and said with a smile: Yo, here it is-
The butterfly sat down opposite her, and she didn't have time to greet the butterfly, so she hurriedly said: You wait first, I'll finish talking here-
After speaking, he looked down at his phone again, ignoring the butterfly.
Butterflies are a little boring, they haven't seen each other for so long, it's not easy to meet, so they are busy looking at their phones, and they can't help but feel a little left out.
When she looked at her phone intently, the butterfly glanced at the table, obviously Fang Yun had already taken the lead in ordering food. I don't know how long she has been here, but she hasn't moved, she has been looking at her phone since she sat down?
Waiting for Fang Yun to look at the work of the mobile phone, the butterfly looked at the past, the butterfly is a homebody, naturally she rarely eats out, and she is not a trendy person, she has never been sensitive to the current trendy and new styles, and even has some hindsight. Even Gao Ruohan will make fun of her at this, saying that she has become an ancient.
For those dark cuisines, there are also some alternative freshman meals, but Gao Ruohan is more familiar with the road than her, and Gao Ruohan takes her every time. She will only sit down and eat, but fortunately, she is not picky about what to eat, as long as you don't bring up food that is too unacceptable, she generally has no opinion.
This Japanese hot pot is said to be famous, but the butterfly doesn't know it.
Fang Yun is also extremely sharp about these things, or she likes to find new goals. They are a group of little bees in the city in search of food, and they are born with a super sensitive nose and sense of smell. Even if your store is opened in a certain alley, somewhere deep and unknown.
So the store was naturally recommended by Fang Yun.
Before the butterfly came, I was curious, what is a Japanese hot pot? I pondered the difference between Japanese hot pot and Chinese hot pot.
First of all, all the ingredients were delicately served on a white porcelain plate, which was beautiful, and a huge basin with only a pitiful place in it. There is a big lap next to it.
Look at the beef again, cut as thin as paper, light as cicada wings, covered layer by layer, it looks like it is stacked into a small mountain. In fact, all of them add up, Butterfly thought to herself: these beef are only the weight of two or three chopsticks. But the knife is very good, and I am amazed in my heart.
When she glanced at the shop hall before, she happened to see a young man in a white overalls, with a clean and dignified appearance, who was concentrating on cutting meat there. Obviously, the plate of beef in front of him is his craft.
Butterfly thought: No wonder Japanese people are thin, and they eat meat so delicately and so picky. If you enter a Northeast restaurant, the meat that comes up is definitely a solid weight. If you cut the meat yourself, it is simply a large piece, each as thick as a little finger...... Thinking about it, I can't help but want to laugh.
Those seasonal vegetables can be a lot of thought to put on the plate, because they look as delicate as flowers.
Nowadays, many delicacies are not actually about how good the food is, but how good it is made, and the more beautiful it is, you usually have to doubt its taste, because it is likely to disappoint you.
The butterfly thought, "If I remove a leaf, I guess the flower will collapse."
In order to keep this flower in full bloom all the time, the butterfly and Fang Yun actually didn't move it for a long time, and it wasn't until the last moment that it was uproared, and the whole thing was poured into the pot, and it was instantly annihilated.
When the butterfly was still pondering the dinner of this visual feast alone, Fang Yun finally "snapped" and put down her mobile phone, obviously this WeChat meeting has finally come to an end.
Her expression was a little sad, as if the conversation just now made her unhappy, what was it that made her so bothered and uneasy?
The butterfly was originally full of joy, thinking that she and Fang Yun hadn't seen her for a long time, so she naturally wanted to reminisce about the past, but the Fang Yun in front of her suddenly made the butterfly feel that she, she seemed to have aged many years all of a sudden, and she was no longer the Fang Yun in her memory, and the photo seemed to be filtered, and it was yellowed and old all of a sudden.
That youth suddenly became a sad history—
In just a blink of an eye, the inexhaustible vicissitudes of life have dusted his face, and the indescribable middle-aged sorrow has also climbed up his eyebrows and covered his forehead.
Even the eyes that were originally clear became dull and cloudy, and what was mixed in them? All kinds of grievances and sorrows in the world, all kinds of infatuation and resentment.
The butterfly's heart palpitated.
This look seems familiar, yes, Liao Yingchen also looked at himself with such a look back then. At that time, she came to beg herself to forget her past suspicions, lend a hand, and rescue her boyfriend, the man who made her unable to get out of the sea of suffering for the rest of her life.
A woman's true sorrow usually begins with a man.
The butterfly looked at Fang Yun in a daze, a little speechless.
Fang Yun looked easy-going, although her smile was a little dry, but she was trying to get out of the unpleasant exchange just now, after all, this date was proposed by herself, and she really wanted to meet the butterfly, because she really needed someone to talk to recently.
When she put down her phone, she glanced at it again, intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was still making sure that the other party had indeed ended the conversation just now.
The mobile phone didn't make any sound, and Fang Yun said with a smile: Wuji, what seasoning do you order, I didn't order this for you, I'm afraid your taste is different.
Butterfly looked at the spice in her bowl and said, "It's okay, just like you, let's have another one."
Fang Yun smiled, and then asked someone to take it again.
Butterfly looked at Fang Yun and said with a smile: Fang Yun, your clothes today are so beautiful.
Fang Yun also smiled and said: Is there one? It's all aunts, what's so good-looking?
Butterfly laughed and said, "Really, newly bought?"
The reason why Butterfly said this is because Fang Yun's dressing style today is very different, not like before, it is completely like another person, which makes Butterfly a little unaccustomed to it for a while. I saw that the straight-through skirt on the body looked very luxurious and elegant, and the outside was a light gray coat, which was hung on the back of the chair. It is more than elegant and full of luxury, but the style is too low and looks a little dull.
In addition, she made a short hairstyle, which should have looked more lively, but unintentionally became more solemn.
Sometimes if it's too solemn, it can't help but look old-fashioned.
However, from the butterfly's point of view, Fang Yun is indeed different, and she has begun to pay attention to her taste in dressing and decoration.
When a woman begins to pay attention to her taste in clothes, it usually indicates that her financial situation tends to be optimized.
This is indeed the case, Butterfly knows that Fang Yun is now taking her daughter and mother, traveling everywhere, running to several countries, completely enjoying life, and seems to be living happily and richly.
Why did such a woman, who seemed to be quite elegant and comfortable, have such a heavy sense of distress between her eyebrows?
The butterfly looked a little puzzled.
Fang Yun looked at the butterfly silently, and then said: It's been too long, when was the last time we met? I can't even remember. You see, we're not far away, but it's rare to see each other once.
Butterfly smiled and said: I have been following your WeChat, you travel everywhere, I see that you have been to several countries, where is the time to meet me?
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Oh, I went to a few places, didn't I just take my daughter to take a walk?" I also love to travel, travel can be relaxing.
Butterfly said: Yes, we used to be like this when we were in college, we saved some money, so we thought about finding a place to go around, at that time we couldn't even afford to live in a hotel, and once the money was used up halfway, there was really no way, I had to buy a bus ticket, go to your house first, and then your mother would buy me a train ticket back to Shanghai.