Jiang Shen booked a private room in the small restaurant opposite.

However, it is not much different from the scattered seats in the lobby, except for a few more cardboard fans.

He didn't seem to know that Wen Yan lived nearby, and he was quite surprised to see someone within a few minutes.

"It's good that I didn't keep you waiting." He said, with a shy smile on his face.

Wen Yan also smiled: "I'm translating the manuscript in the nearby store." She pointed to the breakfast shop across the street.

Walking more than ten meters to the side, it is the building where she lives.

It's full of cramps inside, and it's very dizzying.

A fight with the gossip street.

"So that's ......" Jiang Shen said with a restrained smile: "I usually like to work in this kind of small shop, I feel very comfortable, full of the smell of fireworks in the world." ”

Listening to this, it's like looking for a topic.

Wen Yan smiled, and didn't say that she was just trying to save a few cents on electricity bills.

The decoration of the small restaurant is somewhat cheap, even old.

The dishes are also very ordinary, either the heat is not enough, or the heat is too much, and it is too burnt and too old.

Jiang Shen's face was a little embarrassed, as if he didn't expect the dishes here to be so unpalatable, he only moved a few chopsticks, and he didn't want to move anymore.

The words buried in his throat suddenly became a little unspeakable.

"Don't you have something to say?" Wen Yan ate almost seven minutes full, put down his chopsticks and looked at the person and asked.

She's much more at ease now.

At least Jiang Shen looked like this, not at all like he was coming to terminate her work.

"Nothing."

Jiang Shen smiled and took out a small box from the pocket of his clothes, which was very delicate and small.

"I'm just thinking about today's Qixi Festival, and I'll ask you out for a meal......" She pursed her mouth slightly: "This is to give you a mouth." ”

Wen Yan didn't accept it, but just asked, "Tanabata?" You shouldn't come to me for a festival like this......"

She and Jiang Shen had only met a few times, and she didn't believe it at first sight.

As for the desire to see the color......

Now she only thinks about making money all day long, and she can't take care of herself at all, I'm afraid that she will be more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

There was no unkempt all day, probably because she had to go downstairs to the breakfast shop to rub the fan and electric light.

In order to save those few cents on the electricity bill.

"That's true......" Jiang Shen smiled bitterly: "But I was assigned by the leader to this point, and I don't know anyone else, except for you, I can't think of anyone else to ask out." ”

He smiled: "I don't want such a beautiful festival, I can only have a lonely spring." ”

Wen Yan suddenly felt that he was greasy.

She smiled: "Then I invite you to this meal, it should be a welcome to the capital, a late dust washing banquet." ”

With that, she called the waiter to pay the bill.

Ninety-eight dollars in total.

Some are expensive.

Wen Yan took out a hundred-yuan bill extorted from Shang Qiaobai today, and he didn't feel very distressed about spending it.

When he said goodbye to Jiang Shen, he suddenly stuffed the delicate box into her hand, and then jumped on the bus and waved at her.

Wen Yan chased a few steps, except for eating a little car exhaust, he could only see the bus entering the traffic, and he couldn't chase if he wanted to.

She glanced down at the small box and opened it with curiosity......

There was a candy lying inside.

It should be a peach-flavored hard candy, pink and tender, and it looks quite attractive.

In particular, this candy is not the usual round, square, flat ......

Rather, it is a hymn.

After a while, the mobile phone rang with a text message prompt, she opened it and looked, sure enough, it was Jiang Shen.

The purpose of this candy is self-evident.

"I made this candy with my own hands." Jiang Shen.

Wen Yan smiled, somewhat indifferent to this kind of romance that should belong to the student days.

She closed the box and replied with a message: "Thank you, but it would be better to change the word." ”

After replying to the message, she suddenly had nothing to do.

I got home and lay down for a while.

Inexplicably, I feel a little hot.

The house was empty, there was nothing but a bed.

She didn't add it either.

I went to the roof to clean up her flowers and plants, watered the watering, pruning the pruning, and waited until I was done to see the sun setting in the west.

The afterglow of the sunset adds a bit of beauty to the world on the roof.

The light of the setting sun is not so intense......

Not glaring.

So much so that she watched it for a long time before she came back to her senses.

In her previous life, she had always felt like an old man in the twilight who had walked into the twilight.

Even after the work went well, there was no shortage of new suitors around him, and he never thought of remarrying.

I often joke with people that if you have to get married, then wait until you are 70 years old and then find an 18-year-old puppy......

At the age of seventy, she survived, but the little milk dog was still not found, and the person returned to decades ago.

It's really bloody and dramatic.

Wen Yan shook his head, and after the sunset was completely buried in the high-rise buildings, he turned around and went downstairs.

At this time, there are no more people in the breakfast shop.

However, it is said to be a breakfast shop, but it is actually three meals a day and supper, and they do it all at home.

It is a rare 24-hour fast food restaurant in the neighborhood.

Xu is inconvenient transportation, and there are not many people living here, so that there is no KFC or the like in this vicinity, which can be open at 24 o'clock.

Wen Yan took a few small notebooks, greeted the boss warmly, and after saying "It's still the same", he went to the second floor alone, but in the corner where he usually sits, this time he sat a strange man.

She glanced at the position, but could only find a window seat not far away, thinking that when the man had finished eating and left, she would go over and sit down.

"I've switched places this time." When the boss came up to deliver food to her, he searched around a little more before he saw people.

Wen Yan smiled: "Well, I want to see the different scenery in different locations." ”

She said, glancing back to where she was sitting.

The man didn't leave, and after eating, he kept looking out the window in a daze.

Wen Yan looked out of the window curiously, except for the night, he couldn't even see a star.

Even if it's the lights, it's a little dimmer here than the nearby city, and there's really nothing to admire.

It's better to be quiet.

There is also a fan blowing.

Wen Yan thought so in his heart, and quickly retracted his gaze, no longer looking out of the window where the darkness was dark and somewhat reflective, and he could see the reflection of the people in the house.

She pushed her notebook aside and ate quietly.

The potato flour mixed with sesame sauce is very delicious.

In the dry mix, most of them are some marinated soy products and wide flour and the like, fresh vegetables are not seen much, and the only dishes that can be regarded as dishes are about lotus root slices and potato chips, and occasionally some broccoli and celery are seen, but not very much.

She likes the yuba and gluten in it the most.

Dipping in the sesame sauce soup, the taste buds are greatly satisfied.

By the time she finished eating, the man in the corner hadn't left.

She looked out the window again.

It was completely dark outside, and the bright lights in the house lined the glass windows, and she could only see the reflections of the people and things in the house, as if there was another parallel world living inside, she was looking at the people in the parallel world, and the people in the parallel world were also looking at her......

Hahaha, Wen Yan thought about it, and couldn't help but be amused by his second thoughts, and laughed out loud without hesitation.

There was no one on the second floor, and her loud laughter still attracted a few sporadic glances.

Including the man's.

Wen Yan lowered his head in a panic and covered his face with his hands, a little embarrassed, but he still wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Laughter is probably contagious.

The man in the corner, a small couple not far away, and a few people who were about to go back to work overtime and temporarily come out to deal with a mouthful, suit and leather shoes.

There were voices of talking and laughing, which made the originally quiet second floor a little lively for a while.

This seems to be a bit out of place for Wen Yan, who is sitting alone.

When the other tables got up and left, the man in the corner still didn't leave.

Wen Yan thought a little pessimistically: I'm afraid he is going to live here tonight.

The new position does not affect her at all to use the air conditioner and electric light.

She only grumbled for a moment, and then immersed herself in translation work again.

The man in the corner moved, and finally his gaze moved back into the room through the glass window.

At this time, on the second floor, only he and Wen Yan were left.

He glanced at the person who was struggling to write, and quietly exhaled, hiding a little imperceptible happiness.

When Wen Yan finished translating a paragraph, he stopped to drink water to ease his mind, and his gaze had already moved back to the glass window.

What's so nice about it outside of glass?

Wen Yan really felt strange, and even wondered if this man was a little stiff last night, so that he could only tilt his neck to look out of the window today.

She smiled, feeling that her idea was a bit vicious.

After a few seconds of silent repentance, she once again immersed herself in the work of the translator.