I don't know how long I sat there, but even when my breath was a little hot, the wind began to cool down gradually, especially when the river breeze blew.

The couple sat under the woods by the river, and could only be seen snuggling up to each other from the light of the trees.

"I want to fly higher......"

Qian Duoduo suddenly stood up and sang loudly towards the riverboat shuttling on the river.

The couple over there was frightened and looked this way.

Rong Yu couldn't help laughing, took Qian Duoduo's hand and ran.

"You're scared!"

"Then I'll apologize to them!"

"Stupid or not, apologize? Scaring people again? Rong Yu laughed, "How do you feel?" ”

"It feels pretty good. It's just that the brain is blown lighter by the wind. You don't know, sitting in the room every day, with a sad face, facing the software that composes the music, I feel that my skull is several pounds heavier! ”

"How many pounds do you weigh?" Rong Yu asked.

"It's a few pounds heavier!" Qian Duoduo said again.

"How many pounds? Weigh it. ”

Qian Duoduo saw Rong Yu holding back a bad smile, and finally reacted, jumped up and beat Rong Yu, Rong Yu dodged it lightly, and then fell backwards with a bang.

Rong Yu moved quickly, stepped over in one step, stretched out his hand, and just hugged her waist.

"We're filming a TV series here?"

Qian Duoduo laughed evilly.

"I did it on purpose."

"I know, so I meant it!" Rong Yu nodded very seriously, "Let's go, go home!" ”

Qian Duoduo picked it up, and then walked in front of Rong Yu, twisting his waist as he walked, and turned around again, and then twisted his waist, and then turned in a circle, as if he was dancing to the rhythm.

Rong Yu walked a few steps forward, stretched out his hand, gently grabbed Qian Duoduo's hand, raised it into the air, turned his hand, and rotated it with Qian Duoduo.

After walking a few more steps and raising his hand again, Qian Duoduo turned in a circle again.

The two of them were not tired of it, and when Qian Duoduo laughed, the two stopped, and Qian Duoduo's emotions were a little uncontrollable, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged Rong Yu's waist, raised his face, looked at Rong Yu, and closed his eyes.

It's like a dragonfly touching water, and after feeling soft, it touches the point.

Then the two of them laughed and walked forward.

When he returned to the rental house, Qian Duoduo's emotions had been excited, and both of them couldn't help it, and even kicked the stool to the ground when they were excited.

In the middle of the night, Qian Duoduo lifted the corner of the curtain, then looked at the lights outside, jumped out of bed in the most primitive posture, walked to the living room, took out a cigarette from the drawer, and lit it.

She looked at the open door of the room, and Rong Yu, who was sleeping soundly, quietly, became a little inscrutable and blurry in the smoke.

What is love?

Her heart is open tonight, but what is love?

Qian Duoduo is thinking about this.

If when he and Rong Yu were together, it was to keep each other warm, then now, what are the two of them?

Rong Yu said that love is a taste.

What does it taste like?

The soft taste of kissing, the sour and spicy taste of instant noodles, or dancing in the streets, blowing the wind by the river, or savoring the salty taste of sweat flowing from your face and into your mouth in passion?

Nothing seems to explain the taste.

But these seem to have a taste.

Is this what love tastes like?

Qian Duoduo suddenly laughed, and after a few sharp puffs, like a white cat, he stepped on the floor with his bare feet, silently, and walked into the room lightly like a cat, and then climbed into the bed lightly, curled himself up, and arched his back into Rong Yu's arms, while she put Rong Yu's two hands on her waist.

It's like a picture of a cat, curled up in the arms of its owner, and then squinting its eyes.

Rong Yu woke up at four o'clock in the morning.

Qian Duoduo curled up in his arms like a cat, and his steady and deep breathing showed that the girl had slept very deeply, although there was nothing on her body, but this kind of beautiful spring, Rong Yu couldn't bear to break it, and felt like throwing a stone on the surface of a mirror-like lake, which was very regrettable.

The waves are like mirrors, and a pool of spring water is wrinkled, then it is not good.

After washing up lightly, I went to the door.

Taking advantage of the light of the street lamp, he swept a shared bicycle, and Rong Yu rode to the noodle restaurant. Then taking advantage of the morning market in the vegetable market, at this time, the beef in the vegetable market was just delivered from the slaughterhouse, and Rong Yu could be the first to get the freshest beef. Then I went back to the shop and started boiling the beef toppings.

At five o'clock, the morning light was slightly dewed.

Rong Yu sat at the door of the store and took a nap, and when the toppings were boiled to half past six, they were already boiled. This is one of the reasons why Rong Yu's beef noodles are better than those in other restaurants.

The craftsmanship is the same, but the freshness of the ingredients and the time of boiling must be well controlled.

In general, the toppings of the breakfast shop are boiled at night, and then they are left for a few hours at night, and then they are heated and boiled when they go to the store at five o'clock.

There is a difference in taste between a topping that has been boiled twice and a fresh topping that has been boiled at one time. The most important thing is that the beef used for the toppings boiled at night is generally bought long ago, refrigerated or frozen in the refrigerator, and the difference in taste is the most obvious.

Rong Yu insisted on getting up an hour earlier than them, mainly here.

As a chef, you have requirements for ingredients.

"Boss—"

Someone was pushing his shoulder, and Rong Yu woke up, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar person.

"Nie Xiaoqing, why are you going out so early?"

Rong Yu looked at this woman strangely, and he didn't get up.

"I'm going to work!" Nie Xiaoqing's smile on her face didn't look like the bleak appearance of a bankrupt boss at all, it seemed that she really had a big heart.

"Go to work? Oh...... I remember! Rong Yu nodded, then shook his head, "Actually, you are a part-time worker, you don't have to get up so early, just come over at six o'clock." Right now...... It's only a little past five......"

Nie Xiaoqing smiled: "I heard that everyone who makes a breakfast shop has to get up early, I went to bed early last night, so I got up early today." What do I do now? ”

"Let's go sit down first!" Rong Yu yawned, tired to death last night.

"Okay!"

Nie Xiaoqing went in very obediently, and then sat on the stool, his eyes dripping into the operation room in the small noodle restaurant. I hadn't looked at it before.

"Boss, a bowl of noodles!"

The enthusiastic old lady in the community got up relatively early, and shouted Rong Yu as soon as she entered the door. He looked at Nie Xiaoqing again, with a smile on his face.

"You're Xiao Yu's girlfriend!"

"No, I'm his employee, I'm a part-time worker. Auntie, you sit! "Nie Xiaoqing is energetic, his first customer has come to the door, and he is also the first customer he serves.

Rong Yu saw that she was a little excited, shook her head and smiled, this girl is open-minded and amazing.

Rong Yu cooks noodles, and the old man's noodles should be cooked a little rotten. Then the soup should be a little more, and the toppings of the meat will be boiled poorly. Rotten meat noodles are the favorite of the elderly!

When it was done, Nie Xiaoqing, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately picked it up, holding it with both hands carefully, and kept baring his teeth, his hands were very hot, he took two steps quickly, and when he put it down, he had to hold back his hot hands and put it down carefully.

Once you have put it away, pinch your ears with both hands and inhale in large gulps.

What a fool!

Rong Yu said, "Wait for me!" ”

As soon as I turned around, I walked out of the store and bought a pair of gloves from the shop next to me. It's the kind of insulated gloves that serve soup and vegetables, and then hand it to Nie Xiaoqing.

"Use this!"

Nie Xiaoqing smiled: "I know that you are the best for me." ”

"28 yuan, deducted from the salary!"

Nie Xiaoqing's expression collapsed in an instant, and he pouted: "Stingy ghost, capitalist!" ”

Rong Yu looked at her and smiled: "Don't forget, you have also been a capitalist." ”

"The past is the past, the present is the present!" Nie Xiaoqing was confident, "I am the proletarian now, so I must reform your life......"

When the two of them didn't have guests, they were arguing here.

Rong Yu also accompanied her to quarrel, anyway, it was not wrong to let her emotions diffuse.

Even if Nie Xiaoqing's heart is big, this kind of thing that was betrayed by a trusted person, made the company bankrupt, and made her destitute, it would be nice if she was as cheerful as she seemed on the surface.

Everyone has emotions that can only be shown to themselves, so he won't ask.

Sixty bowls of noodles a day, after adding one Nie Xiaoqing, it became a little less. Because this girl spends most of her time doing nothing.

If it weren't for the boring harassment of Rong Yu playing games, he wouldn't want to increase the daily portion to a hundred bowls.

"Hang a sign tomorrow!" Rong Yu instructed Nie Xiaoqing, "Sixty bowls in the morning, fifty bowls at noon, a total of one hundred bowls of noodles are served, welcome new and old customers!" ”

"Does your store still advertise?"

"Don't you advertise?" Rong Yu looked at her, "Don't question the boss, this is the system in the store." ”

"When did the store have a system?" Nie Xiaoqing looked around.

"Now there's it!"

When the door closed, Nie Xiaoqing suddenly reacted and said to Rong Yu: "Sixty bowls in the morning, fifty bowls at noon, isn't it one hundred and ten bowls?" What do you teach math kindergarten kids? ”

Rong Yu ignored her and rode away.

Returned to the rental house and opened the door.

The house was empty, and Qian Duoduo was no longer in the room.

The time of three days has arrived. There was a note on the desk.

"Love is a taste, it is the freshness and spiciness, it is the dance on the street, it is the wind blowing by the river, it is the saltiness of each other's sweat."