In the 2002 plane accident, there was only one survivor.

Guo Ziming returned to his homeland, this is a new world, there is no Song Yan and no Ye Jue.

The only thing he has is his love affair with Song Yan.

The accident in country M is already a sleeping history, and all kinds of things in people's memories have been shattered because of time, and no one remembers that he once appeared.

Guo Ziming returned to country X, opened a large restaurant there, and when he was forty years old, he met a woman.

The woman looks like Song Yan by seven or eight points, her ex-husband was a soldier who died during the mission, and she has a twelve-year-old child.

That side left a deep impression on Guo Ziming, that afternoon, after a quick glance, Guo Ziming thought it was Song Yan, he ran out of the restaurant quickly, and when he arrived at the parking lot, Guo Ziming held the woman's hand, and the woman turned around and stared at him in shock.

The woman's eyes resemble hers, except for a red tear mole under her left eye, and her hair grows to her waist.

Guo Ziming looked at her deeply and didn't let go of the woman's hand for a long time.

The corners of the woman's lips were hooked, revealing a gentle smile, and she tilted her head slightly and asked, "Do you know me?" ”

Guo Ziming suddenly struck a spirit, let go of the woman's hand, and took a step back, his eyes never leaving the woman.

Perhaps, he knew.

I just can't remember where I've seen it.

"I don't remember." Guo Ziming took a step back and said politely: "I was rude just now, I'm sorry." ”

He turned around and was about to leave, when the woman suddenly said, "Did you recognize me by mistake, I saw hope in your eyes, and finally turned into disappointment." ”

Guo Ziming's footsteps paused slightly.

The woman said, "My name is Song Yan." ”

Guo Ziming's body stiffened.

What the?

He looked back at her twice: "Say, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Song Yan."

"Why are you telling me, your name."

"Because ......" Song Yan lowered her head, she couldn't think of why, she looked up at him and said: "I've been paying attention to you, you are very famous in Chinatown, and I like the taste of this restaurant very much, I want to meet you together, Mr. Guo, I am also engaged in food." ”

She took out her business card from her bag and handed it to Guo Ziming.

Guo Ziming stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at the name on the business card, and the joy in his heart once again settled.

It turned out to be the smoke of fireworks!

"Hmm." Guo Ziming holds a business card.

Song Yan got into the car and left.

Half a month later, Guo Ziming participated in a food banquet.

This banquet was held by Guo Ziming himself, and every time a new dish was served, he would invite people in the industry to come over and taste it.

The dishes that have turned over the most will be vigorously promoted to the store by Guo Ziming.

That night, Song Yan sat alone in the corner, with only one blueberry cake on the plate.

Guo Ziming paid attention to her for a long time, but he never passed.

The crowd gradually dispersed, Song Yan was still sitting there, Guo Ziming walked over with red wine, and asked, "Tonight's dishes are not to your liking." ”

Everyone was full of praise for why she had eaten a piece of cake for three hours.

Song Yan lowered her head, a few strands of hair fell to the cake in front of her, and replied softly: "There are more than three hundred dishes at the banquet, and only this cake is made by you." ”

She took a small fork and ate slowly: "Sour, if you eat quickly, you will be sick to your stomach, but if you eat slowly, you can slowly taste the sour and astringent taste inside, which is quite delicious." ”

Guo Ziming was stunned at first, but finally a surprised smile appeared on his stunned face: "Can I sit down?" ”

"Yes." Song Yan stretched out the position next to him: "It's for you." ”

Guo Ziming sat down and put the glass of red wine in his hand in front of her: "I haven't drunk it." ”

"I don't drink in front of strangers on strange occasions."

"Red wine doesn't work either."

"Pour a cup, you say it's okay."

"......" Guo Ziming fell into contemplation again, this woman's habits and some actions are really too similar to that person.

But the tear mole under her eye clearly told him that she was not her.

"Then don't drink it." Guo Ziming hurriedly brought the red wine over and stared at her to eat.

She eats really slowly.

"Do you have a bad stomach?"

"How do you know?" Song Yan looked up at him: "I had stomach cancer, but I was cured, and I cut nearly half of my stomach, so my stomach capacity is very small, and I won't eat anything you made." ”

Guo Ziming frowned slightly: "What purpose do you have to approach me." ”

"I want to find a job, but all the restaurants in Chinatown don't want me, I have a grandfather at home, and my son is going to school, you are my last hope." Because she was sick, they didn't dare to accept it, for fear of trouble, Guo Ziming's restaurant was her last hope, and she checked a lot of information about him.

"Where's your husband?"

"Soldier, died honorably." Song Yan looked up at him.

Guo Ziming looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, I asked what I shouldn't have asked." ”

Song Yan lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"And your kid is over here?"

"He followed my grandfather."

"A couple of kids."

"One child and two twins, both of them are sons, for them to go to school, and in the future, they will have to go to college, and now they are buying a house to marry a daughter-in-law, which is really stressful." Song Yan looked up and saw a waiter walking by, she quickly beckoned and said, "Give me a cup of coffee." ”

"Okay."

The waiter came over with the coffee, and when it was put in front of Song Yan, Guo Ziming took the coffee away and said: "Change a cup of warm water for her, she is well and her body needs to be well maintained, so she still doesn't eat the coffee." ”

Song Yan had no opinion, watching the waiter help her change a glass of warm boiled water, she picked up the boiling water and drank it in small sips.

"That's half a cake tonight?"

"Hmm."

"I'll make you a bowl of porridge." Guo Ziming got up.

Song Yan hurriedly grabbed Guo Ziming's sleeve and asked, "Then you can't accept me, if you don't accept it, then I'll leave, and I can make porridge myself." ”

"We'll talk about work later, you can sit down." He held her hand, only to realize that she was very thin and a handful of bones.

He turned and went to the kitchen.

For about half an hour, Guo Ziming made a bowl of Huaishan bone porridge.

Song Yan looked down, and said with a smile in his eyes: "You are very good at taking care of people, and your wife must be a happy woman." ”

Guo Ziming said "um", and his thoughts drifted away again.

If it weren't for those things, she might have been his wife.

He watched her eat and ate the bowl of porridge bit by bit.

There is nothing left of the last point.

He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her.

She took it: "Thank you." ”

Guo Ziming said: "What is your main business? ”

"Chef."

"Your body is not suitable for this job, I can arrange for you to be more relaxed, would you like to?"