"Waiter, the food I just ordered can be delivered now. Thank you. ”

The young waitress briefly wandered her gaze on Fang Ziyin and Mo Qingfeng, and then seemed to understand something quickly, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and then nodded respectfully: "Okay, miss, I'll be here soon." ”

Perhaps because he was a little surprised, Mo Qingfeng's extremely handsome and sunny face, the young waitress's gaze, couldn't help but stay on him for a moment, and his white cheeks flushed slightly. However, even if it was just such an instinctive attraction reaction, in Fang Ziyin's eyes, it made her feel a little unhappy.

"Ziyin, I forgot to tell you that I haven't eaten foie gras for a long time now. I think I'd better go change the pasta. ”

A hint of gloom flashed in the depths of Mo Qingfeng's flat eyebrows, and his heart sank slightly, but in Fang Ziyin's still somewhat unprepared hair, he stood up straight, turned around and walked away quickly.

"Hey, Sunny Wind, Sunny Wind!"

Looking at Mo Qingfeng's slender back walking away, Fang Ziyin's beautiful eyes first had unknown doubts, and then she didn't know if she suddenly thought of something, and her fair face was slightly gloomy.

The candles are slightly drunk, and the waves crash against the reef in a loop, bringing a loud noise. Fang Ziyin's skirt was lightly raised, she brushed the hair flowing in her ears, and occasionally lowered her head, her eyes suddenly looked at the letterhead in her shoulder bag beside her, and her teeth bit her red lips lightly.

Although she still doesn't know whether the content of this letter can really estranged the relationship between Mo Qingfeng and Liu Qingyi, she is as smart as she is, and her focus is not on it.

Fang Ziyin just didn't understand why she and Shao Wenbo had never known each other, and even with Xia Xiaolan was only a relationship of mutual interest, why did the latter take the initiative to help her like this.

"He should also have his own plans in it, judging from the story he told that day, it seems that there is some kind of grudge between him and the Liu family......"

Thinking about these things in my heart, the waiting time is also quietly skipped. It wasn't until Fang Ziyin came back to her senses that Mo Qingfeng had already appeared beside her at some point, and she glanced at her strangely before she chose to sit back in her place.

"What were you thinking? So engrossed, you didn't even notice when I walked back to you. ”

Looking directly at the purple-dressed girl on the opposite side of the square table, Mo Qingfeng raised her eyebrows slightly, and her words had a feeling of asking at random.

Fang Ziyin sighed lightly, obviously she was a little hesitant, whether to say something in her heart. But when she vaguely saw the other party's casual appearance, the words that came to her mouth were swallowed back.

"Nothing. By the way, Sunny Wind, you ...... When did you fall in love with pasta? I didn't tell me, otherwise I would have booked it for you. I know that this bar and restaurant has always been super slow to serve. ”

The inexplicable complicated inquiry fell, but Mo Qingfeng still didn't seem to care so much, and he didn't even want to answer Fang Ziyin directly. He only occasionally replied that he simply wanted to change his taste, and then he returned to the original topic.

"Ziyin, there's no need for us to continue going in circles like strangers, right? Let's just say it, what do you mean by what you were referring to on the phone before? ”

"Don't worry about this first, we're still ......"

Fang Ziyindai's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she didn't want Mo Qingfeng to be so straightforward and impatient. But just when she wanted to continue to discuss some other topics, Mo Qingfeng stood up straight to her surprise!

"If you really don't want to say it, then I'm going to leave first. Because I still have something very important to do today. ”

Mo Qingfeng's eyes drooped slightly, in order to put an end to Fang Ziyin's idea of not giving up at one time, he had to use the most direct and effective method.

"Eh, Sunny Wind, you wait! I said no, sit down. ”

Seeing that Fang Ziyin finally chose to compromise, Mo Qingfeng sighed helplessly in his heart, and then sat down again, a pair of starry eyes staring closely at the girl's fair face, and his expression was extremely focused.

After sorting out the troubled thoughts in her heart a little, Fang Ziyin suddenly raised her head, chose to look away, avoided Mo Qingfeng's gaze, quietly hesitated, and gently took out the mysterious letter in the bag under her with her bare hands.

After taking it out and placing it in front of Mo Qingfeng, Fang Ziyin was still a little hesitant to test: "Qingfeng, you can take a look at this first." ”

When she said this, Fang Ziyin was actually a little apprehensive in her heart, because even she had never opened this letterhead before. When she thought about it, she was also preparing a way back for herself.

"I don't know if this thing of his is useful. Xia Xiaolan's girl, she dared to release my pigeons, she looked down on me too much! ”

Glancing slightly at the envelope that Mo Qingfeng had just picked up, Fang Ziyin's eyes were a little fluttering, as if she was thinking about everything that might happen next.

After all, judging from Shao Wenbo's words before, this letterhead should have recorded some unknown past events about the Mo and Liu families. Although Fang Ziyin is still not sure whether it is true or false, she has a keen perception, but she is faintly starting to get nervous inexplicably.

Mo Qingfeng frowned lightly, looking at the letter twisted up by his fingertips, there was no information filled in on the letterhead, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Fang Ziyin and began to ask for the exit.

"It's ......"

"I ...... the contents of the letter I don't know, so you can take it apart and take a look. ”

The curious questioning was not over yet, Fang Ziyin was already a little impatient, and took the conversation and answered seriously. However, she also seemed to have little confidence, and her voice was slightly lowered between words.

Originally, she was just a little puzzled, why didn't Fang Ziyin say anything, but only showed him such an unspecified letterhead, Mo Qingfeng, after hearing her explain like this, she also slowly put away the doubts in her heart, and replaced it with a solemnity.

His mind flew back to the previous time when he was at school, Fang Ziyin called her and told her that he knew the origin of the grievances between the Mo and Liu families, and at that time, Mo Qingfeng tensed his nerves almost without any reaction.

It seemed to him that no matter who knew him in any way, he only cared about the cause and effect of this, curious and confused in his heart for a long time.

Placing the letterhead on the corner of the table, Mo Qingfeng began to take out the pocket knife on the keyring in his pocket, carefully scraped the glue seal, then slowly opened it, and pulled out one of the old yellowed papers.

Fang Ziyin and Mo Qingfeng saw that the letter paper contained in this brand-new envelope was so worn, and they also looked at each other in surprise and tacit understanding. However, when Mo Qingfeng saw the blank look on Fang Ziyin's face, he didn't think much about it anymore, and continued to look at the old paper letter twisted in his hand.

"Judging by the fineness and dilapidation of this letterhead, it must have been stored for at least ten years, right? Why is it in such a new envelope? ”

Mo Qingfeng's gaze was firmly locked on the letter paper in his hand, perhaps because the letter was really too old, there were already many gaps on the edges, as well as dark marks that had been corroded by carbonization.

His heart was full of all kinds of curiosity and muttered to himself, and Mo Qingfeng's movements were also extremely careful, gently peeling off the folds that were about to stick together, and then spreading it out completely.

"To my dear old classmates, Shen Ruxin - I haven't seen you for a long time, and looking back, it seems that this is the first time I have written to you since graduating from university."

This is what is written in the first line of the text when Mo Qingfeng's eyes fall on the first page of the open letterhead. Most of the handwriting written in carbon ink is a little vague and mottled, and can only be guessed by the general outline.

And Mo Qingfeng originally just had a casual attitude, but after reading the content of this first line, his eyes lit up in an instant!

"This was written to her by my mother's college classmates? Ziyin you ...... How could there be? ”

When he hurriedly finished speaking to Fang Ziyin, he seemed to suddenly think of something, raised his hand and gently twisted the last page of the paper, and pulled it out lightly, and his eyes fell on the name of the writer without hesitation, where there was the same vague, but fortunately, the name and the date of the letter.

"Liu Sirui, August 30, XX."

"This time...... It must be my mother's second year after graduating from university with a master's degree, right? Is she really a classmate? The envelope must have been replaced, otherwise it shouldn't have been new, and nothing was written......"

With many uncertain doubts, Mo Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Fang Ziyin quietly. He didn't choose to read the text of the letter directly out of curiosity. After all, he is still unsure of the origin of the letter.

"Me too, yes...... It was a little girl who shoehorned it into me. Just outside the business school gate, I thought she was just handing out flyers, but who knew that there was such a letter posted in the list. ”

Fang Ziyin took a deep breath, a little surprised that Mo Qingfeng would stare at her like this. However, she hesitated in her heart for a long time, and in the end, she did not choose to tell the truth because of various reasons for hiding her heart.

Dai's eyebrows twitched slightly, the girl looked away, looking beyond the sea and sky, her red lips were slightly pursed together, and her pretty face was sad.

"Fang Ziyin, you are really getting better and better at lying. Do you even have to wear a disguised mask like this in front of the person you so-called like......"

However, when Fang Ziyin muttered helplessly in her bitter heart, Mo Qingfeng didn't speculate too much. His mind was also taken away by Fang Ziyin, and instead focused on the girl in her mouth.

"You say, a little girl stuffed it into you? So what does she look like, have you seen her before? ”