Lu Xian stared at Quan Jue with a daze.

Especially when she saw the injury on his face, she had a very distressed feeling.

This distressing feeling seems to emanate from the bottom of her heart subconsciously, completely out of her control.

Why is that?

It's the first time she's seen this boy.

Quan Jue looked at Lu Xian indifferently and walked to the counter.

His thin lips opened lightly and he spat out a word.

"A hot cup of coffee." Quan Jue said lightly.

Lu Xian suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly said to Quan Jue: "Wait a minute." ”

Then she turned around and went to work.

The coffee in this convenience store is instant, and you only need to use hot water to brew the instant coffee powder.

Quan Jue looked at Lu Xian busy making coffee for him, and his eyes were deep like an endless whirlpool.

He was now completely sure that the woman in front of him was his mother.

It's ironic.

She didn't seem to know him at all.

After Lu Xian brewed the coffee, she sealed the lid on the paper cup, then turned around and put it on the counter, and said to Quan Jue: "Guest, the coffee is a little hot, you have to be careful not to get burned." ”

Quan Jue nodded lightly, and after putting the money for coffee on the counter, he picked up the coffee on the counter, turned around and walked towards the rest area by the window.

As a result, he had just taken two steps when Lu Xian's voice sounded behind him again.

"Well, guest, please wait a minute."

Quan Jue's footsteps froze, and he turned his head to look at Lu Xian.

"May I ask, what's the matter with the wound on your face? Yes, did someone bully you? Lu Xian frowned and looked at Quan Jue.

She didn't know why she was asking, she didn't mean it all.

She looked at the young man in front of her, at most eighteen or nineteen years old, and thought that some students would be subjected to school violence now.

Thinking that this teenager might have suffered such a terrible thing as school violence, Lu Xian was a little sad.

Lu Xian felt that she was inexplicable, but she just couldn't control it.

"Do you and I know each other?" Quan Jue asked indifferently.

Lu Xian's face turned red, shook her head and said, "No, I don't know." ”

"Then don't be nosy." After Quan Jue finished speaking, he turned his head.

He quickened his pace to the rest area and sat down on a barstool.

Lu Xian looked at Quan Jue, and her face turned into a tomato.

She also knew that her question just now seemed to be nosy, so she felt embarrassed.

Just at this time, the wind chimes rang again.

"Xiaoxian." A warm male voice rang out.

Quan Jue just put the coffee cup to his thin lips, and before he could take a sip, he put the coffee cup on the table, and then looked sideways at the door.

I saw a man in his thirties walking into a convenience store with a smile on his face.

He has a very gentle appearance, a gentle temperament, and a thin figure.

It is the man who went to the photo that Quan Jue saw.

"Husband." Lu Xian's eyes lit up when she saw the man.

"It's almost time for you to get off work." Ye Yichen walked to the counter and put his gentle gaze on Lu Xian's body, "I made lunch at home and cooked your favorite pig's trotter soup." ”

It's almost time for lunch.

Lu Xian is on the morning shift, and someone will come to pick up her shift at noon.

"It's snowing outside, and maybe the successor will come later." Lu Xian said.

"Alright then, you can take the medicine first." Ye Yichen put the convenience bag he was carrying on the counter, "I just saw that it was snowing heavily, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to get off work normally, so I sent the medicine." ”