Perhaps the waiter saw her using the cup, and was a little unbearable, so he brought her a bowl again, and there was no gap. Duan Yi glanced at it, it was not the waiter just now.

When checking out, Qingchen wanted to rush to pay with him, but he pulled his hand behind him. She watched Duan Yi pay the money, thinking it would be over, but she didn't expect him to tell the boss that he wanted to complain.

The boss was surprised, "Is there anything you don't like?" ”

"Ignoring guest requests." He pointed to the waiter who was lazy not far away.

Fortunately, the boss is not an unreasonable person, and promised Duan Yi to educate and criticize the waiters, and to waive the bills for the two, but Duan Yi refused.

When he went out, Qingchen was a little unbearable, "Why did you complain about him, it's not easy for people to come to work." ”

Duan Yi looked sideways at her hand holding his cuffs, "The shoes he wears on his feet are luxury, worth five thousand yuan, such a person is just here to experience life, since he is here to experience life, then give him a little experience." ”

What he hasn't said is that this is not only a person who comes to experience life, but is likely to be here to pick up girls, to be attentive to his beautiful sister, to ignore ordinary customers, and it is someone else's business that others don't complain, but when he bumps into it, he has to give him a lesson in life experience.

"That being said, the store is so busy, so you shouldn't embarrass him." She's still holding on to her grievances.

Duan Yi withdrew his hand and put it in his trouser pocket, "It's me who is making trouble." ”

Sensing that he was a little angry, Qingchen hurriedly chased after him, "I didn't mean that, don't be angry." ”

He had long legs, and he stepped onto the elevator in a few steps, and Qingchen was a little difficult to chase behind, and he was still some distance from him when he tried to take a big step, and called him a few times, but he didn't answer.

Annoyed, Qingchen trotted to catch up with him.

The shopping mall is too big, the parking lot is far away, and you have to take the elevator down halfway, there are some staff pushing small trucks on the road, Qingchen is faster in order to catch up with Duan Yi, and she didn't notice that the staff next to her are pushing the small truck, both of them are in a hurry, and when Qingchen notices that the truck has rushed straight to her face, she sped up and ran.

I thought I had escaped, but I didn't expect my elbow to hit the metal pole on the truck, tears poured out instantly, the staff didn't notice that it hit someone, and pushed the car away, Qingchen rubbed his elbow, watched the person go away, looked back at Duan Yi, and he also walked away.

All kinds of grievances came to her heart, and she didn't know whether to go to the staff member to apologize or chase Duan Yi, the surroundings were lively, she looked around alone, saw a public chair next to her, and sat down.

The injured wrist and elbow were a hand, she rubbed it a few times, and then rubbed her eyes, and the tears did not fall in the end, she had cried enough in the past few days, there was an ice cream seller opposite, and there were many children in front of the store.

Duan Yi turned around, and the person who was following him just now was no longer there. When he returned the way he came, Qingchen was sitting on a chair and taking a small bite of ice cream.

There was a shadow falling next to him, Qingchen didn't have to look up to know who it was, he couldn't find himself, so he would naturally turn back to her.

"When will the bad habit of disappearing halfway through the game change?" He spoke.

The milky white ice cream dripped down Qingchen's hand onto her skirt, she looked down, got up and threw the ice cream into the trash can on the side, took out a tissue from her bag, wiped her hands, and walked to the elevator without looking back.

Speechless all the way back to Palm Springs, the air pressure on the two people was very low, Qingchen changed his shoes and went upstairs directly. The equipment bought during the day was placed in the living room by Duan Yi.

Qingchen was a little tired from the day's experience, and after washing, she took out the spray from the drawer and sprayed her elbow with medicine, and after the treatment, she fell asleep.

A good night's sleep.

Qingchen woke up a little early the next day, and after cleaning up, she went downstairs. Duan Yi's room hadn't moved yet, she glanced at the kitchen casually, the camera she bought yesterday had been placed in the kitchen, and the other equipment had been prepared.

The hand on the shoe paused, she lowered her eyes, put on her shoes, opened the door and went out.

Duan Yi inside the door listened to all the movements, and after hearing the door closed, the hand holding the doorknob was released.

The two of them inexplicably fought again, Duan Yi would still go to Qingchen's shop to watch, but the person who gave him coffee was replaced by Chu Chu, and Qingchen no longer took Duan Yi's car back to Palm Springs, and the two of them were really like landlords and tenants.

Spring is already approaching unconsciously, and because of the previous investigation activities, Qingchen began to re-study his own series of desserts, busy in the store all day long, and the time to return to Palm Springs is getting later and later, but Duan Yi has always been with her, but the two of them have zero communication.

There were no strange people appearing, except for not talking to Duan Yi, everything else was no different from before.

The change of seasons is the easiest time to catch a cold, obviously the first day is fine, I feel top-heavy when I sleep lightly, I finally finish washing, my hands are shaking when I get dressed, and finally everything is done, and as soon as my hand hits the doorknob, she feels dizzy.

was forced to reluctantly go back to the bed and sit for a while, looking at the comfortable big bed, Qingchen sent a message to Chu Chu and lay back.

When I woke up again, I was sweating all over, drenched, my head was still a little painful, I pursed my dry lips, and Qingchen endured the discomfort and straightened up. Dizzy, she lowered her head for a moment, and when the door opened, she still didn't have the strength to raise her head.

The black hair was so wet that it seemed to have been salvaged out of the water, clinging to her face, and Duan Yi could only see her head down, her mouth open and closed, and her nose emitting heavy breathing.

"Hold it." He gave her a thermometer, which he put on with great difficulty.

"I just fed you antipyretics, first measure if you have a fever, if you don't have a fever, you can lie down again, if you are still hot, go to the hospital to hang saline."

She held the thermometer in her mouth and nodded indiscriminately, Duan Yi found a cushion again, put it behind her, let her lean on, and went to sit down on the couch on the side.

After an interval of five minutes, he got up and took out the thermometer from Qingchen's mouth and looked at it.

"It's not hot, drink the water, and lie down again."

She did as she was told, and after lying down for a while, she quickly fell asleep again.

In a daze, she touched her mobile phone, the dazzling light hit Qingchen's eyes, she squinted and looked, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, almost seven o'clock in the evening. There was no longer so much discomfort, only a feeling of weakness remained, a need for the stomach to be satisfied immediately.

She found a casual coat to put on, and she went downstairs to find something to eat.

The first floor was quiet, Duan Yi didn't seem to be there, Qingchen found a box of instant noodles in the cabinet above the kitchen, and found a box of milk from the refrigerator, poured it into a bowl, and heated it in the microwave.

The milk is hot, the instant noodles are also good, Qingchen leaned on the kitchen counter, took the bowl and ate quickly, so hungry, choked in the middle of eating, and quickly drank a few sips of milk before relieving himself.

As soon as she picked up the bowl and wanted to continue eating, there was another sound of the door opening at the door, followed by the sound of putting the key, she came out with the bowl in her hand, and glanced at Duan Yi who was holding the food in her hand.

The room was filled with the aroma of instant noodles, but since Duan Yi came in, the aroma of instant noodles has been replaced by the aroma of the food he brought back.

"Come here." He ordered her to take out the takeaway from the bag and put it on the table, and Qingchen sat down on the table with a bowl in his hand.

Black chicken soup, jade cabbage, stir-fried shrimp, boiled tofu.

Although the dishes are light, they are all just in line with Qingchen's current taste, she put down the instant noodles in her hand, and her chopsticks stretched out to the fried shrimp. Duan Yi took a new bowl from the kitchen and gave it to her, changed the instant noodles in her hand, and ate it herself.

Qingchen swallowed the shrimp, "That's what I ate." ”

After many days, she spoke to him again. Duan Yi didn't speak, just sandwiched a chicken leg and put it in her bowl, and the black chicken packed back was a complete one, and the flesh and bone could be separated with a light poke with chopsticks.

After nibbling one, the other one fell into his bowl at the right time, and he enjoyed his service to him silently, and ate half a black chicken without eating.

Duan Yi saw that the person opposite didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, and when he looked up, she was looking at the box of lunch packed back in a daze.

"Eat a little if you want, don't eat too much, or your stomach will be bloated." He finished the last bite of instant noodles and opened the takeout box.

She nodded, and handed the bowl over with anticipation, the sick person, after healing, will have a better appetite, not to mention that she has not eaten for nearly a day, and now eating these dishes, she feels that the instant noodles that are so fragrant just now are just indifferent.

Duan Yi lived up to expectations and served her a small spoonful of rice, ignoring the light dust and resentful eyes, and ate his own food by himself.

After the meal, Duan Yi was cleaning up the mess, Qingchen shrunk on the sofa and played with her mobile phone, during which Duan Yi looked at Qingchen several times, only to see that she maintained a single movement and did not move, the current situation of the two is not the end of the cold war, but only a few words were spoken, and she did not make it clear why there was a sudden cold war, and she did not even send any signal of gratitude for what she did for her.

If you don't want to be grateful, at least have a good signal.

He tried to delay the time to clean up, not knowing when she would go upstairs, always hoping that the two would be reconciled tonight. Rubbing the table, he got up abruptly, stepped on his slippers and went upstairs, he couldn't tell whether he was more disappointed or uncomfortable, he lowered his eyes and wiped the table a few times.

The place where Qingchen had sat was a little messy, he walked over to clean up before entering the room, the cushion was straightened, and when he turned back, he saw a note posted under the coffee table.

His heart hung up suddenly, he reached out and took the note, and sure enough, as he thought, his heart gradually relaxed, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more serious.

The powder-blue sticky notes had a few words written on them.

Duan Yi, let's get along!