Han Jiazhi picked up the menu and looked at it, and then casually ordered the cheapest dish, no way, the current economic situation is no longer enough for her to eat and drink.

"The boy who came in just now is so handsome!" The three girls began to discuss Wen Ruming.

"I just looked at it, and my eyelashes are so long! The skin is also very white and thin, and I die of envy. ”

'What is there to envy about this?' Han Jiazhi complained in his heart.

Wen Ruming is indeed quite handsome, but she is not the type she likes, soft and weak like an offensive-free sheep. His thin body is like the wind that can blow him down, and if he encounters danger one day, he doesn't know who will protect whom.

"If you say I'm going to ask for contact information, will he give it?"

"I think so."

"Plus one!"

'It's noisy. Han Jiazhi took out his mobile phone and found that there were a bunch of missed calls and unread text messages.

Han Jiazhi looked at the text message, shook his head and muttered quietly: "Teacher, teacher, you are too persevering." ”

For Han Jiazhi, the result is just an insignificant little thing. It doesn't change her life, it doesn't save her.

The reason why she is crazy about studying is because she can only study, and she can only study. She was abandoned by everyone and lost everything. She is not Han Yan's daughter, she is no longer Han's daughter, and she has no friends and relatives around her.

Even the three words Han Jiazhi do not belong to her in the legal sense, and on Zheng Zhong's household registration book, she is called 'Zheng Jiazhi'. ’

A name that is unappetizing when you hear it.

The only identity she still has is that of a student, and the only thing she can do is study. These are the only ones that belong to her.

Now, the college entrance examination has also ended, and the days of being restrained by parents and teachers are over, what is the point of not going to college? Anyway, no one will force her to study anymore, and no one will be anxious about her future.

And she never thought of going through college to find a way out for herself, get a job, and then move on to the future.

The teacher's chattering teachings and persuasions Han Jiazhi understands, and she also knows that the head teacher is for her own good, but she is not here. Because Han Jiazhi will never live in the same way as he does.

Living a 9-to-5 job every day, repeating mechanical things, and then being domesticated by society into a social animal.

She would rather burn her life in pursuit of freedom or take part in high-paying dangerous assignments such as ...... Fight black boxing or something.

This kind of life is suitable for Han Jiazhi, dangerous, decadent, and full of instability.

After all, I didn't care about her, did I? And she doesn't care about anyone.

It's good that way, and when she leaves, she can be chic......

"Guest, you've ordered all the dishes."

Suddenly, a slow and soft voice sounded beside Han Jiazhi.

Han Jiazhi looked at the owner of the voice, Wen Ruming, who took off his down jacket and wore an apron, looked at Han Jiazhi with a smile, looking just like when they met for the first time, like a friendly nobleman, with a fair face and a soft tone, just like ...... An angel sent down by God to save the world.

At this moment, Han Jiazhi couldn't help but shake his head.

It took a moment before I was reminded of the noise around me. Looking up again, he found that Wen Ruming had left early.

When I saw him again, he brought the dishes from another table to the guests' tables, with the same smile on his face as before, friendly and gentle.

Han Jiazhi felt a little funny, he was actually fascinated by Wen Ruming's signature smile.

I think at the beginning, what handsome guy hasn't she seen Han Jiazhi? Everyone rushed to come to her to brush up on her sense of existence, and she hadn't wavered in the slightest.

Except, of course, for Du Zhiqian.

After all, he is really too perfect, so perfect that Han Jiazhi can't bear to put him in second place, no one can be better than him.

It is difficult for such an excellent and perfect Du Zhiqian not to be impressed, and Han Jiazhi is no exception.

Unfortunately, he is a madman.

The world abandoned her, Han Yan hated her, and her friends stayed away from her, all of which did not make Han Jiazhi feel pathetic. But if she was so desperate and helpless that she wanted to be with a madman, she felt miserable.

Han Jiazhi picked up the chopsticks and planned to eat a few bites to deal with it. Since the two steamed buns in the morning and a cup of soy milk, she has not eaten anything again, and she has long been hungry.

After tasting it, I found that although the things made by Wen Ruming looked quite homely, they tasted good.

There is a very unique feeling, Han Jiazhi has not studied much about the piece he eats, and he can't say it, anyway, it is the first time he has eaten such a feeling.

I was going to eat a few bites indiscriminately, but before I knew it, I had eaten the whole plate.

Han Jiazhi looked at the empty plate in front of him: "It seems that I am really hungry." ’

After paying the money, Han Jiazhi hesitated for a while between whether to say hello to Wen Ruming and decided to leave directly.

The two had only known each other for two days, had only stayed in the same hotel, and then went to a meal together and sang together in the car for a while.

But so what?

Starting today, they are going their separate ways. If nothing else, they will never see each other again in this life. What can a person who will never be seen again change if he doesn't say hello when he leaves?

Han Jiazhi has experienced too many moments of separation like this during this time. But compared to Wen Ruming, they at least have Han Jiazhi's contact information.

But it doesn't matter anymore, after all, there is no feast in the world. It's better to be a little more carefree, otherwise they will say hello in the past, and the two will have to politely say a few words.

It is clear that the separation is a foregone conclusion, but they always have to say a few words to express their reluctance. As if it weren't for that, it wouldn't be a complete farewell.

Han Jiazhi didn't like these and didn't bother to say hello.

She took one last look at Wen Ruming, who was busy in the kitchen, and then turned to leave.

As soon as Han Jiazhi went out, he was almost taken a step back by the cold wind, and that cold and biting chill swept through his body again.

She wrapped up in a down jacket tightly, braved the cold wind and walked to her car, opened the car and quickly got in.

Although most of the cold wind was isolated from the car, it still made people shiver with cold. The steering wheel is no longer a steering wheel, it is as cold as a popsicle.

Han Jiazhi sighed, rubbed his hands, and moved his frozen stiff fingers before holding the steering wheel.

Han Jiazhi took a few deep breaths and didn't start the car until his body was no longer so trembling.

She had to go a little higher, a little closer to the vulture, and that was where she was going.

Thinking like this, Han Jiazhi started the car and went farther along the road.