Chapter Twenty-Four: A Chance Encounter in the Dining Room
The four people, who were a little tired from the fight, were lying on the beds. Mo Qinghan closed her eyes, maybe she was afraid that her eyes would betray her, and she said in a somewhat sad tone: "If one day you find out that I really have something to hide from you, please forgive me, because I must have a bitterness that I can't tell you." ”
He Yurou turned her face, looked at Mo Qinghan who was beside her with her eyes closed, and asked, "Qinghan, have you encountered something?" ”
Mo Qinghan still closed his eyes, and said calmly with a very calm expression: "No!" Don't think about it! You also have your eyes closed, how long has it been since the two of us have been lying together like this? ”
He Yurou closed her eyes and replied, "It's been a long time, since your brother was hospitalized, I haven't seen you so happy as today." ”
After saying that, the two smiled very tacitly, and the two people lying on the other bed also smiled, and at this time, a few rays of sunshine shone on the faces of these young girls, looking extremely cute.
As soon as the bell rang for the last class in the afternoon, He Yurou saw the familiar figure at the door of the classroom, and the happy mood instantly floated on her face, and the books on the table ran to Zhao Qingwu before they were packed, and Mo Qinghan received He Yurou's books in his backpack together. When she went out of the classroom, many girls in the class surrounded Zhao Qingwu and He Yurou, Mo Qinghan pointed to her backpack at He Yurou, meaning that she took He Yurou's books away, He Yurou nodded at her, and she didn't stay longer.
Zhao Qingwu didn't even look at himself when he saw Mo Qinghan, and looked at Mo Qinghan's back who was gradually moving away in the corridor with an indifferent face.
He Yurou looked at the direction of Zhao Qingwu's eyes, there was nothing but flowers and plants, so she asked Zhao Qingwu what he was looking at, Zhao Qingwu just said indifferently: "It's nothing." ”
Mo Qinghan used her spare time to work part-time in a high-end restaurant, although He Zheyu gave her a card, but she never used a penny in it, and maybe she didn't know how much money was in the card. Since she speaks English and French, the hotel manager arranged for her to receive guests in the lobby in order to deal with foreign guests.
Just as Mo Qinghan was standing at the front desk, half-bowing and saying in English to a man and a woman who had just entered the door: "Welcome" Mo Qinghan, who slowly got up, paused after seeing the man's face clearly
Another girl on the side touched her with her crutches, and she immediately reacted and asked, "Are there only two of you?" ”
He Zheyu saw Mo Qinghan's dumbfounded expression and knew that she had misunderstood, he did not speak, he was wearing a goose yellow long skirt beside him, the outer coat was wearing a long white coat, the facial features were not particularly beautiful, but very temperamental, the French woman who was about 165 tall replied in particularly non-fluent Chinese: "Yes!" Is there still a window seat? ”
Mo Qinghan smiled and said, "Yes! And motioned to the girl on the side to take the two over, and took the coat of the French woman and He Zheyu herself.
When He Zheyu handed his clothes to Mo Qinghan, the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile, and Mo Qinghan didn't look at He Zheyu taking the clothes and walking towards the room where the clothes were placed in the restaurant.
The other girl took He Zheyu and the French woman to the window and handed the menu to He Zheyu and the French woman.
After He Zheyu, who took over the menu, finished ordering, he handed the menu to the waitress, but his eyes looked at Mo Qinghan who was standing at the front desk from time to time.