"Mengmeng, why do you come here every time?" Lin Huan was a little displeased.

"It's just a meal, why bother so much, the food stalls are very good!" Wu Meng smiled shallowly.

"It's not creative at all, don't you just want to hear Brother Xiaocheng sing?" Lin Huan shook his head helplessly.

Since Wu Meng came back from Shanghai a year ago, originally to let her come out to relax, Lin Huan took Wu Meng to eat here, listen to this handsome guy who is very famous for singing on Binjiang Road sing, and soothe his mood, but he didn't expect that Wu Meng would come to Binjiang Road to eat at the end of three days, and he also specialized in the food stalls outside. No matter whether Lin Huan comes or not, even if she is the only one, she will come.

Lin Huan could feel that Wu Meng came because he liked to listen to Brother Xiaocheng sing, because once a guest ordered a song, Wu Meng's chopsticks stopped.

If you are lucky and encounter a guest ordering songs continuously, Wu Meng will even listen to it all the time, without tears or smiles, as if this noisy Binjiang Road is like a studio, and she is the audience.

The boss came to order, and when he saw that it was Wu Meng, he said with a smile: "Little sister is still the same?" ”

"Hmm," Wu Meng nodded.

Maybe it's summer, but it's raining lightly on Binjiang Road today, which is very small and sparse. The business of the food stalls was not affected at all, and even outside the shed they built was in high spirits, so they didn't mind at all.

"Mengmeng, you come here every day, are you here to listen to Brother Xiaocheng sing?" Lin Huan asked bluntly.

Wu Meng did not answer.

Lin Huan saw that Wu Meng did not deny it, and his heart was sour.

A year ago, Wu Meng came back from Shanghai, Lin Huan only felt that Wu Meng was in a very bad state, so he brought her here for dinner, wanting her to change her mood. At that time, I happened to meet Brother Xiaocheng singing here, and Wu Meng was fascinated by it.

Since then, Wu Meng has become a regular here.

Lin Huan once asked Wu Meng why he liked to listen to Brother Xiaocheng sing, but Wu Meng just said that he liked his voice.

But Wu Meng has never ordered a song, Lin Huan sometimes thinks that it is not his own delusion, Wu Meng just likes this kind of environment, and she never says what happened in Shanghai a year ago.

But today, Lin Huan and Wu Meng went from eight o'clock to ten o'clock in the evening, and the 2L Coke bottles on the table were all gone, and Brother Xiao Cheng still didn't appear.

Lin Huan looked at Wu Meng's loss, and felt inexplicably distressed in his heart.

When she was separated after graduating from college, Wu Meng was so lively and cute, and now only two years have passed, how can the original beautiful little princess become so deep now?

"Mengmeng, are you still reluctant to say? Even if anything, it's been a year. ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I'm tired of life in Shanghai and want to come back to a quiet life." Wu Meng would still have some expressions when facing Lin Huan.

"Let's go! Thank you for being with me, in fact, you can go and get busy when you have something. This year has delayed you and your boyfriend to live in a two-person world. ”

After Wu Meng drove Lin Huan home, he returned home. Her parents were already asleep, and she was about to lose sleep.

Lin Huan thought she liked to listen to songs, but in fact he just liked to have a clean voice in a noisy environment. She also wondered how long this clean sound would last?

Just like herself at the beginning, and now her throat is full of the smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

It's just that in front of Lin Huan and her parents, she deliberately kept herself from letting them know.