"I just wanted to ask if you were hungry? I would like to treat you to a special meal. ”

"Eat? I think it's still..."Yu Cheng suddenly panicked, and he couldn't say anything to understand. Seungmi slowly walked out of the shadow of the branches.

"After all, today is the first time we have played together, it is quite commemorative for me, I originally wanted to bring you a snack made by myself when I traveled tomorrow to express my gratitude, but I seem to have to invite you to eat out when you just said that."

What is certain is that the Chengmei who used to record joys, sorrows, and resentments on her face has disappeared again, and now she is pretending to be like a woman with a big grin. Yucheng was afraid to show the true emotions in his heart to Chengmei, so he was silent in the face of Chengmei passively. Even as soon as he opened his mouth, he fell back into silence.

"Oh, I said you just nodded yes. Anyway, you can be regarded as my savior today. Since I was a child, my father taught me that I can't owe favors, so even if you push it off today, you will have to come to dinner sooner or later. A little further from here is the store that my dad and I go to the most, and the taste can be said to be a must in Anseong, so if you arrive before the evening rush hour, you shouldn't have to queue up. ”

Looking at Chengmei's nervous look, Yucheng desperately tried to find an excuse, but his brain didn't listen.

"Oh, by the way, Agent Zheng, do you like to eat pork cutlets or sauerkraut and jar meat?"

"Tonkatsu?"

Without waiting for Yu Cheng to make a choice, Cheng Mei took Yu Cheng away with half a drag and half a drag...

Yu Cheng followed behind Seungmei aimlessly. At this time, the whole world became white, Yu Cheng raised his head and saw that the white snowflakes were falling at a speed of several pieces, and the moment he suddenly looked sideways, the door of memory suddenly opened, and the young Chengmei screamed and stuck out his tongue to the sky like a child and then the snow fell. Almost at the same time, Chengmei, who lives in this time and space, gently tugged at his sleeve, and all the phantoms in front of him dispersed. It wasn't until the moisture that wet the trouser legs gradually penetrated upwards and the calves began to feel noticeably cold that Yucheng and Chengmei finally walked into the old soup shop in the depths of their memories.

Yu Cheng specially chose to sit in the most secluded corner of the store, waiting for Chengmei to come over with a steaming plate, a plate full of beef soup, fried buns, and fried pork cutlets are all the most familiar flavors in his memory. Seungmi ate deliciously with a satisfied smile. Yu Cheng, who was sitting opposite, ate tastelessly and sighed again and again.

"There's really nothing changing here." Yucheng muttered to himself for a while, and Seongmi smiled strangely but politely as she listened to it, and buried her head in the food again.

"Compared with Agent Zheng's three meals a day, it's a bit vegetarian, I should have thought of it in advance."

"I'm sorry, but I didn't really mean that."

Hearing this, Yu Cheng looked back at Chengmei and explained stupidly. Chengmei smiled faintly, and then turned the knife and fork to eat the pork chops.

"Even so, the food here is one of the best in the area. Even first-time diners can feel that the chefs have put a lot of effort into it. Not to mention me, I've been a regular customer of this restaurant for more than 30 years. The owner of this house watched me grow up. ”

Perhaps sometimes the atmosphere is more conducive to the increase or decrease of appetite than the taste. Looking at Yu Cheng, who was sitting opposite, he kept shaking his head and sighing, Chengmei pursed her lips bitterly, and then ate it like a whirlwind of self-care.

Outside the window, the flying snowflakes instantly covered the earth, as if they were about to swallow the entire city, and the originally gray city suddenly became soft. Suddenly, the endless stream of pedestrians and vehicles seemed to be fascinated by the cold, and Yu Cheng's thoughts also flew back to that year.

"Let's hurry up and leave when we're ready, we need to get back to the dormitory before the snow falls." He didn't seem to hear Chengmei's voice and the whispers of the high school students around him, Yucheng didn't react, lying on the table and continuing to look back and forth at the menu.

"Let's hurry up and order, Senior Yucheng! If I had to grind any longer, I would have to sleep in the snow tonight. Looking at another group of high school students who left in a hurry, Chengmei held Yucheng's ordered hand and whispered.

"But I really don't know what to order?" Although he said so, if it was really Chengmei who ordered alone, he would definitely be uncomfortable in his heart. Chengmei had no choice but to tuck her hair and ponder it again in confusion.