Song Zhiyue and Jiang Fengxing ordered food and waited while drinking tea.

There weren't many people eating, and the dishes were served quickly.

And when the last dish came up, the dust seal also came in.

After Feng Chen sat down, the three of them began to move their chopsticks.

Halfway through the meal, Song Zhiyue said, "Shall we pack some meals for Sheng Sheng and Senior Lu?" ”

Jiang Fengxing filled a bowl of soup: "It's cold when it's packed, there is Zhenming here, don't worry, he won't let Shengsheng go hungry." ”

After eating, Jiang Fengxing settled the account, and the three of them prepared to go back to the top of the mountain.

Song Zhiyue's feet hurt badly, so he walked very slowly.

Jiang Fengxing kept urging in front: "Xiao Yueyue, you should hurry up, otherwise we won't be able to go up after dark." ”

Song Zhiyue pretended to be relaxed, and said to him with a smile: "You guys go first, I want to take a picture of the scenery here." ”

Jiang Fengxing can't make a girl so fond of taking pictures: "What's there to shoot, hurry up, keep up." ”

She really can't walk anymore, and she would have worn an old pair of sneakers if she knew it, so she wouldn't be so offended.

"Maybe I won't have the stamina to climb so high next time, so this time I must take more photos as a souvenir, you go first, leave me alone, I will catch up with you soon."

"Okay, hurry up."

Jiang Fengxing and Feng Chen left first.

Song Zhiyue found a stone and sat down, took off his shoes, his right little toe was worn out, and blood came out, and the thin flesh-colored socks were dyed red.

She sighed sadly, what kind of broken shoes are these, I wouldn't have bought them if I knew about them!

There is still such a long way to go, and it will not hurt her to die if you climb up.

After Jiang Fengxing and Feng Chen walked a distance, they received a call from the housekeeper that the delicate pet he had was sick again.

He asked the housekeeper to take the meat balls to the pet store, and before he finished speaking, the phone ran out of power and automatically turned off.

"Lend me your phone."

Feng Chen habitually took out his mobile phone in his right trouser pocket, and his hand was empty.

He pulled into his left trouser pocket again, but it was still none.

He suddenly remembered that after answering the phone before eating, he casually put the phone on the table, and forgot to take it when he left.

"I forgot where I ate."

Jiang Fengxing glared, and then teased: "I paid for the meal, you don't have to mortgage your mobile phone." ”

"You go first, I'll go back and get it." After saying that, Feng Dust turned and walked back.

After walking a distance, he saw Song Zhiyue still sitting on a stone in the position just now, taking off his shoes with his right foot, stepping on the upper with his bare feet, and his face was dejected.

As he got closer, he saw that her right foot was stained with blood, staining her socks red in large chunks.

Song Zhiyue was looking down in distress, and when she heard footsteps, she looked up and saw Feng Chen standing a few steps away from her.

She hurriedly stuffed her injured foot into her shoe and smiled dryly at him: "Why are you back again?" ”

Feng Chen's eyes looked at her warmly, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Wait here." ”

He threw down a sentence, leaving Song Zhiyue with a confused face, and continued to live down the mountain.

He returned to the farmhouse, found the boss, and told him about leaving his phone behind.

The boss took out a black phone and asked him to enter the password in person.

He didn't bother to enter the number, so he directly unlocked it with his fingerprint.

The boss saw that it was indeed him, so he gave him the phone.

There was a small shop next to the farmhouse, and he went in to buy a band-aid and water, and then walked up the hill.