She lost Gu Li.

She didn't know where to find Gu Li.

Yun Fanfan was at a loss, the first time this happened, she didn't know what to do.

For a long time, she thought that as long as Gu Li's pressure was reduced, he would not live so hard, but she didn't expect life and death, her grandmother would leave him, and she didn't expect him to find herself.

But at that time, she didn't know anything, but now that she knows, Gu Li is gone.

In the end, she chose to rent the house.

After all, this is the place where Gu Li and his grandmother have lived for so long.

She didn't find a way for Gu Li, she could only hope that Gu Li would see her news.

Yun Fanfan stood at the door, took a picture of his home, and sent the picture to Gu Li.

She attached a message below: I came to your house, I saw those things in your room, these are not your fault, I don't mean to blame you, Gu Li, I care about you very much.

She didn't know if he could see it, but it was her true words.

She came into this world only for him alone.

After that, Yun Fanfan still messaged him every day, as usual, she only held on to a hope that he would see it one day, even if it was a long, long time later, it didn't matter, she had time to wait for him.

......

In the kitchen of a hotel, the teenager has already painted a lot of bowls.

The hands that were once used to write are now the hands that wash the dishes.

After brushing the bowl for a day and a night, water splashed on the side of his face, and his hands were covered with foam, so he could only use his arms to wipe the water on his face.

He didn't eat for a day, which caused his face to be a little pale.

The cook finally couldn't look at it anymore, he stood at the door, and called him: "Young man, it's not worth wasting so much time here to wash dishes in order to learn a dish that has not been passed down to the public." ”

The teenager didn't speak, just drooped his eyelashes and continued to work.

When the chef saw him, he felt that he was going to carry it to the end, and felt that he was defeated, he had never seen such a strange thing.

"Forget it, let's make an exception, you don't have to wash it, wipe your hands quickly, and then come with me."

After the boy listened, there was finally some expression on his numb face.

A hint of relief appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared like a splash.

He got up and washed his hands under the faucet next to him.

As he washed and washed, he looked at his hands and pointed to God.

His fingers are slender, because he is a little thin, so he can clearly see the joints, the reason why he holds the pen all the year round, and there are some calluses on his fingers, but it does not affect the overall beauty at all.

If someone sees the boy's hand at this time, they will definitely praise it as a beautiful hand.

However, all that came to his mind was the hand with pink and round nails.

Gu Li pursed his lips and suddenly turned off the faucet.

He shook the drops of water from his fingertips, then straightened up and turned to leave.

When he entered, the chef had already prepared the ingredients, there were freshly processed shrimp and all kinds of spices on the cutting board, and there were all kinds of pots and sizes in the kitchen, including spatula.

From the beginning to the end, Gu Li had been watching from the side, and after the fire was turned off, a plate of shrimp came out.

The chef picked up the pot with the sauce boiling next to it and poured it over the shrimp.

The appearance of the plating is almost the same as the picture she posted.

"How's it going, have you learned?"