A month later.

Luo Nan first asked Hua Rong to meet at a café.

When she received Luo Nanchu's text message, she had just come out of Fu Tingyuan's hospital room.

She held her mobile phone and looked at the signature of the text message for a while, before she determined that the three words "Luo Nanchu" were not dazzled by herself.

She hurriedly stepped on her high heels and ran to the elevator.

The café that Luo Nan had booked was just across the street from the hospital, so close that it took her less than five minutes to get out of the elevator and run to the café.

Then as soon as she entered, she saw Luo Nanchu sitting by the window with her eyes down on a magazine.

In the spring season, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the café, the planted green plants are also growing lushly, and Luo Nanchu is sitting in that small piece of greenery. She wore a slightly loose light blue sweater, and underneath the sweater was a pair of gray-brown wide-leg pants that looked very warm, and there were no high shoes, which made her look very casual.

Her hair was much longer than she remembered, and the area near her neck was slightly buttoned inward, making her look full of student spirit, too well-behaved.

Hua Rong stood at the door and looked at her for a while, her eyes were a little sour, she took a slight breath, sorted out her expression, and then walked over and sat opposite Luo Nanchu.

Luo Nanchu heard the voice, raised his head to look at her, and then quickly laughed, "Rongrong, what do you want to drink?" ”

The familiar name made Hua Rong quickly realize that she had regained her memory.

Hua Rong couldn't help but rub her eyes, she felt that she was getting older, and she seemed to be getting more and more emotional, Luo Nanchu looked good now, what kind of circles did she have red eyes?

"Cappuccino." Hua Rong said.

Luo Nanchu nodded and ordered a cappuccino.

Luo Nan finished ordering coffee, slowly closed the magazine in his hand, and glanced at it, it was a mother and baby magazine. She stuffed the magazine into the handbag beside her, then picked up the flower tea in front of her and took a sip slowly.

It's quiet in the café, and there are very few people who can come out for coffee and chat during this working day.

Taking advantage of the coffee being served, Hua Rong seized the time to look at her carefully for a while.

She looked quiet, as if she had calmed down a little, and she didn't apply any fat, but she looked good.

Seeing that she was fine, Hua Rong also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rongrong."

Luo Nanchu called her softly.

Hua Rong looked at her.

"I've been ...... lately," she smiled at her with her hands on the glass, a little embarrassed, "I'm worried about you." ”

Hua Rong also smiled: "I'm nothing." It's not me who really worries about you all the time. ”

Luo Nanchu lowered his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, Hua Rong took the coffee handed by the waiter and asked, "When did you come back?" ”

"Half a month ago......" Luo Nanchu paused, "Gong Heng's ship stopped in the United States, and Ji Qingcheng took me off the ship." ”

The smile on Hua Rong's face did not change, and she just asked, "Have you recovered all your memories?" ”

"I've been remembering it on and off lately."

"Since you remember," Hua Rong looked at her, "why did you just call me?" ”

There was a hint of questioning in her tone.

Hua Rong is inevitably still a little annoyed.

I got off the ship half a month ago, why did I come here now?

Does she know how long Fu Tingyuan has been waiting for her here?

Now that you have regained your memory, why didn't you call Fu Tingyuan, but instead asked her out for coffee?