Hai Yidong slowly walked into the mall very leisurely.

On the first floor of the mall are the decorations that girls like, Hai Yidong looked around, looked at the distribution map of the mall not far away, turned around and walked into the elevator.

On the fourth floor of the mall is a large supermarket, and Hai Yidong walks alone in the supermarket with his hands behind his back.

Without her, the fresh area, the living area......

He walked through every corner of a supermarket and never saw her again.

Looking in the direction of the exit ahead, Hai Yidong paused.

didn't want to leave like this, the regret after giving up again and again, and the failed encounters again and again, made him look forward to standing in front of her again.

It's impossible not to want to see her, but she doesn't want to see him.

Thinking of this, Hai Yidong sneered at the corners of her mouth, how could she want to see him, if she was really reluctant, she wouldn't not come back for three years, or even go away directly after taking the money, and only came back now......

This time he didn't hesitate anymore, he directly raised his feet and walked quickly towards the exit.

If you really don't want to meet, there's no need to see you again.

At the exit of the supermarket is a long clothing area, and there are a few young girls standing in front of some shops screaming for price reductions or something, and Hai Yidong walks directly by without stopping.

Walking through the garment area is the elevator, which leads to the third and fifth floors.

Next to the elevator is an open play area, where there are games for adults, children, and even the kind of rocking car that sinks and sings simple children's songs.

Hai Yidong couldn't help but look over......

The restaurant of the two waiters is always too busy, Ye Zhichen is used to walking elegantly and doing things elegantly and talking elegantly every day, but suddenly, as if he had added an accelerator, he has been urging him to hurry up, hurry up, he is really not used to it.

A table of guests, different people, different orders, and the same is just that almost every table is urging food.

There is only one person in the back kitchen, Lan Xianshu, who is responsible for all the orders by herself, almost constantly stir-frying, stir-frying, stir-frying.

Every time he went to the back kitchen to serve food, looking at the steaming heat in the kitchen, her eyes were completely on the pot in her hand.

She was so serious, she used to look at him like this when he occasionally looked down at her.

And now, has the focus of this life shifted to this?

With such a busy life, I don't know if she really likes it or is it a kind of venting.

Because I hold it in my heart, I will paralyze myself and forget it by working non-stop.

"Shu'er, is this the kind of life you want?"

The sound of sneering stir-fry almost drowned out his voice.

He didn't wait for the answer he wanted for a long time, and all that was placed in front of him was a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs that had just come out of the pan.

Over there, Lan Xianshu had already started to prepare the next dish on the menu.

Ye Zhichen smiled, picked up the dishes, and walked out.

The hand that picked up the garlic table in the basket paused, and she turned her face to see him holding the vegetable in both hands, and walked out steadily.

She heard it, but couldn't find a reason to answer him.

In her life, there is no liking or disliking, liking may be a luxury, or an unknown business, and now, all she wants is this simple and busy life, as if it is repeated every day, there is no need to think, as long as it is simple and firm, life can be calm like this.

At seven o'clock, Lan Ruohao pushed open the door of the restaurant.