The proprietress slowly got up from the chair, her figure was a little bouted, but she had a different temperament. She raised her eyebrows and groaned, "It's not that difficult, okay, you can wait here." ”

With that, the proprietress turned and went behind the inverted curtain. Ye Ningbai took a closer look at this inconspicuous small restaurant.

After some observation, Ye Ningbai found that this seemingly featureless restaurant was actually decorated with ulterior motives.

Only two tables were placed at the front of the hall and against the wall on either side, making a total of six tables, each of which was far apart from each other, but there were no partitions between the tables.

In the center of the hall was a small table with a high stool, which was supposed to be a small stage for performances. Behind the small stage is the bar, which hugs the stage in a hug-like shape.

To the right of the bar is the curtain that enters the kitchen, and to the left is a huge bookshelf full of books.

The overall color of the restaurant is a relatively dark blue, and the bodyguards feel that this color is too depressing and uncomfortable, but for Ye Ningbai, this is a unique tranquility.

She got up from the chair by the window and walked over to the curtain, the sound of chopping vegetables coming through a curtain of crisp and pleasant sounds

Somehow, listening to this kind of pyrotechnic sound, the turmoil in Ye Ningbai's heart faded a lot.

The sizzle of the oil pan when stir-frying, the sound of the spatula colliding with the iron pot, and even the sound of the seasoning falling on the dish are all very clear in this quiet restaurant.

After a while, the sounds died down after the thud of the gas stove turning off.

Yangchun noodles are out of the pot.

The proprietress walked out of the kitchen with a big bowl, and when she saw Ye Ningbai standing next to the curtain, she was shocked: "Why are you standing here?" ”

Ye Ningbai smiled, her face looked unusually pale, and there was a sadness between her eyebrows.

She followed the steps of the proprietress and sat down in the seat by the window. The proprietress pointed to the bowl of noodles: "I don't make it often, you're a little late." Just make do with it. ”

After saying that, the proprietress twisted her ass and returned to the bar.

On the table, there were some chopped green onions floating in a sea bowl bigger than Ye Ning's white face, which was lush and green, and it looked even more delicate in this green and white noodle soup.

Ye Ningbai picked up the chopsticks that were placed aside, and subconsciously turned them over to the bottom of the bowl.

No eggs.

The green onion was scattered by her like this and stained on the edge of the bowl, and Ye Ningbai was startled by her own action.

This is not a noodle made by Gong Qiming, and there will be no eggs at the bottom of the bowl. Ye Ningbai's heart actually swelled with a trace of loss, Gong Qiming, a person, had unconsciously infiltrated her life.

Ye Ningbai picked up a noodle and put it in her mouth, the heat hit her eyes, Ye Ningbai couldn't suppress her inner emotions anymore.

Large tears slipped down in the layers of mist and landed in the bowl.

Putting aside the memories of the year he lost, Gong Qiming has always been kind to Ye Ningbai, unlike this world, let alone An Yaosi.

The first encounter in the courtroom, although the two made a big joke at that time, but the appearance of Gong Qiming also happened to resolve Ye Ningbai's embarrassment.

How many difficulties were made later, it was all with the help of Gong Qiming. When his father hadn't had Gong Qiming, his father might have died at that time.

Besides, he had a car accident at that time, if Gong Qiming hadn't arrived in time, I am afraid that it would not only be the car that was burned, but also his own life.

Recalling all kinds of things in the past, Gong Qiming's care is like a spring breeze in the cold winter wax moon, and it is warm and warm.

When he was in a difficult time, Gong Qi Ming protected himself. This world is too mean and fair, but Gong Qiming has that kind of preference for her.

But, in fact, there are so many things between them.

The lost memories returned like a tide, bringing back not only the deep feelings for An Yaosi back then, but also Gong Ruixuan, a five-year-old son.

After years of accumulation of disappointment, the love for An Yaosi has gradually been worn out in disappointments again and again, as for the feelings of coming back, Ye Ningbai can only be used as a memory of the past, and she has been relieved of An Yaosi.

If you don't love it, don't be reluctant to do it.

However, the son who suddenly appeared out of thin air was a chasm that Ye Ningbai could not cross. She remembers the heart-rending pain when she gave birth, and she also remembers the appearance of the child's small lump on her chest, soft, like a ball of glutinous rice.

However, it was only because of Miss Song's own selfish desires that she wanted to give away the baby she had worked so hard to conceive and give birth to in October. Even the memories of this time, she didn't deserve it.

Everything seems to have happened yesterday, and there is no need to even recall, the memories are vivid and clear.

This series of things is true, Ye Ningbai can't ignore it, and he can't deceive himself. In this situation, how could she face Gong Qiming as usual.

She couldn't.

Ye Ningbai's shoulders trembled slightly, and his weak body looked even weaker at this moment. There was still a chopstick noodle on the chopsticks in her hand, and it was still steaming, but at this moment, Ye Ningbai didn't have the heart to eat, only tears flowed down her cheeks.

Only then did the bodyguard feel that Ye Ningbai was a little abnormal, and he stepped forward and asked with a puzzled expression, "Miss Ye...... Are you okay? ”

Ye Ningbai was still immersed in her own world, and when she suddenly heard someone asking, she subconsciously raised her head. Because of crying, the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were slightly puffy.

The bodyguard obviously didn't expect that Ye Ningbai would cry here. He fumbled around in his pockets.

"Miss Ye, don't ...... Don't cry, what's wrong? ”

He hurriedly handed the tissue in his hand to Ye Ningbai, but Ye Ningbai didn't take it, and the bodyguard put the tissue in her hand.

Ye Ningbai snorted and cried even more, Ye Ningbai always felt that she was quite tough, and she generally didn't shed tears. But this is only when no one cares, and if anyone does, her tears will not be able to be contained.

What's more, this time her mood itself is not very stable.

Seeing that Ye Ningbai was crying even more, the bodyguard's heart panicked all of a sudden. Who is this person in front of you?

Ye Ningbai!

Who is Ye Ningbai?

Ye Ningbai is the person on the tip of his heart by his top boss, although Gong Qiming has never directly expressed this kind of words, but as Gong Qiming's bodyguard for many years, if he can't see the importance of Ye Ningbai to Gong Qiming, he will simply pack up his things and go home.

The bodyguard paced in front of Ye Ningbai, his steps were messy and there was no trace of regularity. He stood in front of Ye Ningbai and deliberately showed a serious expression: "Miss Ye, if you continue to cry, Gong Shao will be sad if you know it." ”

Will Gong Shao be sad?

No one knows this, this sentence is his own nonsense, but although it is not clear whether Gong Shao will be sad, he knows that if Gong Shao knows that he allowed Ye Ningbai to go out without permission, and also made her cry in the restaurant, his life will definitely be difficult.

At first, Ye Ningbai didn't react when he heard this, and the bodyguard was overjoyed, thinking: It seems that Gong Shao's name is useful.

But before he could be happy for a few seconds, Ye Ningbai continued to cry again, and this time the voice was even better than last time.

Ye Ningbai was also very uncomfortable in her heart, she just wanted to vent well, and finally she was about to leave the past behind, and the brainless bodyguard just mentioned Gong Qiming's name again.

It's okay not to mention this, after he mentioned it like this, Ye Ningbai also remembered the noon incident.

The pain that pierced the heart has not completely faded yet, and even his body is densely covered with traces of noon.

The first time with Gong Qiming was also the first time in Ye Ningbai's life, that is, that night, Ye Ningbai changed from a girl to a real woman.

That night, the two were entangled to death, mixed with extreme joy in the extreme pain. Gong Qiming's sturdy waist, slender legs, and the fiery heat that men are proud of brought Ye Ningbai the most extreme experience in her life.

Ye Ningbai sniffed and cried to herself. The expression on the face of the bodyguard on the side collapsed suddenly, thinking that he was also a follower of Gong Qiming back then, who would have thought that now he would be defeated by a woman.

The bodyguard scratched his head: "Miss Ye...... If you keep crying, I'll be punished. ”

Hearing this, Ye Ningbai's expression could be regarded as a slight change, she raised her head, and pouted a little aggrieved: "Yes...... Not ......"

I'm sorry???

The bodyguard was shocked all of a sudden, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that." ”

The bodyguard explained randomly, but he didn't know what was wrong with him, he used to be sharp-toothed, and he couldn't speak clearly at this time.

Ye Ningbai ignored the bodyguard's words, and said in a low voice, "Can you let me stay by myself for a while?" ”

The bodyguard was embarrassed, he had never been good at communicating with people, and only then did he react, all Ye Ningbai wanted was a time to vent crying alone.

He nodded awkwardly, retreated to the other side of the table with his back to Ye Ningbai and sat down.

At this time, Ye Ningbai's tears had been contained, and the irritability in his heart also flowed out with the tears.

The Yangchun noodles in front of Ye Ningbai were already cold, and they didn't look as attractive as before. Ye Ningbai put down his chopsticks and tilted his head out of the window.

The proprietress didn't know when she came to Ye Ningbai's face, and she didn't care whether Ye Ningbai had finished eating it or not, so she directly served Ye Ningbai's bowl of noodles.

"Young people, if you look at everything a little bit, life will be much easier. What you're thinking about now, when you reach my age, may not even be a fart. ”

The proprietress 's voice floated from above Ye Ningbai's head, and she raised her head in shock. But the proprietress had already gone into the kitchen with the rest of the noodles.

Ye Ningbai looked at the back of the proprietress deeply, and had a slight determination in her heart.