Simply bought a hot dog on the side of the road to pad her belly, she took the subway to sign up, and then switched to the bookstore to buy books.

Life seems to have returned to the original point all of a sudden, and she is still Bai Mo, the simple person who is used to being lonely and accompanied by books.

The competition is imminent, Yun Sheng has no time to come back, she went to the training center once, and brought the soup prepared by Aunt Xiao to make soup, but Susan told him privately that Yun Sheng is controlling his weight, all the recipes are prepared by nutrition experts, and he can't eat at will.

Bai Mo saw from a distance that he was even trotting all the way to the toilet, so he sat alone at the door of the training center and drank all the soup.

With a full burp, the ripples in his heart gradually subsided, and the sun shone down, casting a long shadow, and Bai Mo walked briskly on the way home.

Here, she has no friends and no relatives, so she is used to walking with her head down, standing at the crossroads, holding the soup pot and looking at her toes.

"Ahem." Someone coughed behind her, standing a little closer.

Bai Mo's scalp tightened for a while, and he didn't look back, but moved to the side.

As soon as she moved away, the person behind her stepped forward and stood directly beside her.

Bai Mo carried two large bags of books, pulled the bag strap on his shoulder with some difficulty, frowned, and glanced back.

Damn it.

She was probably sick enough to dream in broad daylight.

And he was not lightly ill, and he actually saw Xiaobai.

She laughed to herself.

In order to allow her to read better, Yunsheng's rented apartment was very quiet, and there were very few Chinese people in this area, so she was dazzled when she saw one by chance.

"I'll help you." He spoke, and without waiting for her to answer, he took the heavy book in her hand.

Bai Mo was stunned suddenly, it was really him!

"Why are you here?" Bai Mo was a little surprised.

"On business, come here." He smiled shallowly and looked down at her, "By the way, come and see you." ”

Bai Mo walked behind him and looked at his back.

He wore a black broken sleeve T-shirt and a pair of black cropped pants today, neatly and neatly, walking down the street with a high rate of turning heads.

"It's good." He helped to put the book at the door.

"Come in and sit." Bai Mo opened the door.

He raised his eyebrows and shook his head silently: "Still, let's go out to eat together." ”

Bai Mo's heart was shocked and slightly embarrassed when he said this.

She didn't think about it anywhere else, but he apparently wasn't.

"Well, you wait for me." She put the book on the table, looked back at him who was still stubbornly standing outside the door, and suddenly felt sorry in her heart.

He seemed to have thought about everything a long time ago, and when Bai Mo went downstairs, he stopped a taxi and went straight to Chinatown.

People who don't know still think that they are homesick, but if you think about it, they are really neurotic, and they come here from afar to eat expensive Chinese food.

There aren't many ornate furnishings in the small attic, which is similar to his style.

"Are you alright?" It's really embarrassing to sit across from each other in silence.

He nodded and asked, "What about you?" Are you okay? ”

Bai Mo also nodded.

There was silence again.

When the food is served, it is no different from the domestic one, and it is a little more exquisite.

He ate slowly, as usual.

Bai Mo didn't have much appetite.

"Why don't you eat it?" He asked without looking up.

Bai Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at him with some difficulty, not knowing how to answer.

Anyway, no matter how you answer, it's very inappropriate.

"Don't worry, I'm not chasing you here." He was unusually relaxed, "It's really here for work." ”