When Song Qiaolan and Song Chunhai came out of this coffee shop, on a booth not far from their seats, the two young people looked at each other in surprise.

"Brother, did you hear that? People in Kyoto are scum, why are they so ruthless? ”

The young woman with long eyebrows and big eyes and a heroic face pursed her lips with disdain.

Sitting across from her was a young man with a feminine and handsome countenance, and a silver-threaded eye.

But even if he wears silver eyes, he can't hide his seductive demeanor with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

The two do not look alike, but there is something special between the bridge of the nose and the eyebrows, that is, it is very characteristic of the appearance of ethnic minorities in the southwest of country Z.

"Chu Chu, what you said is not right,"

The young man's peach blossom eyes were even more charming when he laughed, "Do you think anyone is as pure as us?" ”

"Poof—"

The young woman took a sip of coffee, and was laughed by his word "pure and good", and directly sprayed her brother with a sip of coffee.

"Let's go to Bo's house later, let's see the excitement first!"

The young woman stood up and slapped the table, ignoring her coffee-faced brother, and flashed her small backpack on her back and flashed out of the coffee shop.

The young man wordlessly wiped his glasses, wiped his face with a wet towel, and said to himself: "Look at what is lively, let others die!" ”

"Sir,"

The little waiter who handed him the wet wipes, looking at him taking off his glasses, couldn't help but blush, and was about to say something, when he suddenly exclaimed, "Ahhh ”

Why does this handsome guy have a beetle on his shoulder?

The young man's face did not change, and he quickly slapped him on the shoulder, and in an instant the beetle was gone.

"Fly...... Flown away? ”

The waiter was obviously afraid of insects, and he stuttered when he spoke.

But she didn't see the beetle fly away...... But maybe it flew somewhere?

Why did there be bugs in the store, the waiter thought that he would have to find a fly swatter later, and look for it in the store, but don't come out when to scare the customers away!

The young man smiled softly and sly, turned and left the coffee shop.

At the corner of the street on the side of the small square.

Song Qiaolan resolutely refused to hand over the things to Han Liu: "What about Xiao Mu?" Tell her to come, I still have something to tell her, she doesn't come, things can't be given to others. ”

Han Liu frowned, picked up his phone and sent a text message to Yan Mu.

With him here, Yan Mu just came over, and Song Qiaolan couldn't do anything.

Yan Mu quickly walked over, and when she saw Song Qiaolan, her eyes were cold.

"Yo, Xiao Mu, you are really a nobleman, it is more difficult to see you than to heaven!"

When Song Qiaolan saw Yan Mu, she was annoyed and jealous.

Look at this little slut!

"Give me something,"

Yan Mu said coldly, "Then how far and how far to roll." ”

Song Qiaolan's eyes rolled, and a stiff smile appeared on her face: "Xiao Mu, how do you speak?" I sent it to you all the way away, and you have this attitude towards me? ”

As she spoke, she took out a small cardboard box from her backpack and shook it in her hand, "One of your father's favorite photo albums was found under the cabinet in the study." ”

Photo album?

Yan Mu immediately thought that when she and Chen Yaxin moved away from Yan's house, they were still sad because they couldn't find a photo album.

Because most of the photos in that album are photos of his younger brother Yan Han, especially in the year before he was lost, there were the most photos!

With those photos, maybe it's clearer to find someone?

"Give it to me!" Yan Mu said hurriedly.

Song Qiaolan put her hand back and put the carton back in her bag: "Don't worry, I still have something to say to you, I'll leave after speaking." ”

At this moment, a young man with yellow hair walked by, and when he walked past Song Qiaolan, he snatched her backpack and ran.