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When Cheng Mo returned to the room, Xie Minyun had already changed into pajamas and was lying on the bed watching the TV hanging on the sliding door, originally he thought that he would have to work hard to knock on Xie Minyun's door, but to his surprise, Xie Minyun did not have ink, and let him in directly.

Cheng Mo walked into the room, there was still a bowl of caviar fruit salad on the table, red tomato slices and green cucumber slices on the bottom, and the eggs boiled in an electric kettle were cut into slices and covered with a layer of purple caviar, which looked like it was appetizing.

Thinking of the beetroot soup that was difficult for him to swallow just now, who was never picky eater, Cheng Mo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but he didn't ask, in his opinion, this couldn't be left for him by Xie Minyun.

Cheng Mo sat on the sofa without saying a word and changed his slippers, intending to continue reading, but Xie Minyun looked at the TV and said lightly: "The salad I made just now, I accidentally made too much, if you want to eat it, just eat it!"

Cheng Mo glanced at the caviar salad on the small table, hesitated, shook his head and said, "Thank you, no need, you should eat it yourself." ”

Xie Minyun straightened up from the single bed, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, "Since you don't eat, I'll pour it out..... Anyway, everything is your money, and it's you who wastes it...."

Cheng Mo saw Xie Minyun reaching out to serve the bowl, as if he was really going to pour it out, so he said, "Since that's the case.... Don't waste it. ”

Xie Minyun Shi Ran took his hand back, as if he didn't care and lay on the bed again, "There's mayonnaise next to it...... The fork spoon inside (the fork spoon is a spoon with three short teeth on the front of the spoon) ....." Speaking of the fork inside, Xie Minyun suddenly thought of something and didn't continue.

Cheng Mo preconceived that with Xie Minyun's recent attitude towards him, coupled with the meal just now, it was impossible for Xie Minyun, who was angry, to make caviar salad with him, looked at the shiny fork and spoon in the light, paused for a moment, and asked, "Have you used it?" Then I'll look to see if there are any other tools, but it's really not good, only unpacking instant noodles.....

Xie Minyun bit her lip and was entangled for a moment, in fact, this fork and spoon is brand new, and she originally prepared it for Cheng Mo, but now that she said it, isn't it just to tell Cheng Mo that I made it for you?

We are not over the Cold War yet! We must never admit it.

If you don't talk about it, you can't explain the fact that the fork and spoon are wrapped in paper towels and placed on the table!

Xie Minyun didn't have time to think carefully, so he could only pick up the fork and spoon wrapped in a paper towel on the edge of the small table against the window and said, "I still have one here, let's use it for you!"

When Xie Minyun handed it over, she felt that it was not appropriate, although she had washed this fork and spoon, but she had also used it, and this kind of use was not an ordinary way of use, it was equivalent to a very close-fitting utensil, and it was almost equivalent to indirect kissing for Cheng Mo, which was really too much to break through Xie Minyun's bottom line, so the flustered Xie Minyun grabbed the fork and spoon and did not let go.

Cheng Mo sat opposite Xie Minyun and reached out to take the fork spoon, and pulled it slightly, but he didn't expect Xie Minyun to grasp it very tightly, he didn't pull it, he didn't know why, so he pulled it harder, and this time even the paper towel wrapped in the fork and spoon was cracked, but Xie Minyun still grabbed it steadily.

Cheng Mo was a little puzzled, and said in his heart: "What does this mean?"

Xie Minyun's unexplained behavior was really incomprehensible to Cheng Mo, he looked at Xie Minyun, who was staring at the fork and spoon in a daze, and said softly suspiciously: "Senior sister, you won't be drugged in this salad, will you?"

After getting drugged, Xie Minyun's conscience found that he was a little unbearable, and many TV series acted like this, which was the only explanation Cheng Mo could think of.

"What kind of medicine? What are you talking nonsense!" Xie Minyun was a little angry, and as soon as she said it, she reacted to her gaffe and subconsciously let go, but immediately felt that she shouldn't let go, but it was too late.

Cheng Mo actually felt that Xie Minyun couldn't be so frustrated, and her expression and tone at the moment proved this even more, so Cheng Mo, who got the spoon, was ready to eat.

Xie Minyun could only watch as Cheng Mo took the fork and spoon over, unwrapped the layers of paper towels, and said, "Then you're welcome..... " began to eat the caviar salad with the fork and spoon she used, she wanted to stop it but didn't know how to speak, opened her mouth to say something but couldn't make a sound.

When Cheng Mo scooped a little caviar and handed the spoon into his mouth, Xie Minyun's face was red, his heart was beating fast, and he lowered his head unspeakably, not even daring to continue looking, as if he was really kissed by Cheng Mo.

Xie Minyun was so confused that she didn't know how to comfort herself.

She heard the rhythmic thump of the wheels every time they passed the seams of the rails, the rain crackling on the windows like beads on plates, and the bolted television set playing a Russian-language TV series.

The K20 train was speeding through the Russian night on August 1, and today happened to be the weekend, and they were staying in a cramped carriage for another six nights.

Her life and him have experienced another thing that she has been looking forward to.

She remembered that they had been on a long journey together these days, and that she had never spent so much time with a boy. They went to the Louvre, where she took him on a stroll along the Seine, to the café on the corner, to the Colosseum, to the Colosseum, to sit in St. Peter's Basilica at the Vatican and look up at Michelangelo's Dome of Genesis, to look at the eternal night view of Tuscany at Emerald and to play chess late at night by the Arno River, to listen to the symphony at the Musikverein, and to listen to La Traviata at the nearby opera house, and they crossed the Eurasian continent from France to Russia in hot and cold weather.

At this moment, Cheng Mo sat opposite her and ate the caviar salad she made with her spoon, but yesterday she was still trying to make this boy look good.

Xie Minyun felt that she was inexplicably a little flustered, and she singled out the angels in her favorite movie "Under the Berlin Sky" and thought about it for a while. It would be amazing if there was an angel in this world, and there was no need to be like a god like Michael, shining to the point of an incomparable archangel.

He wears glasses, has thick tousled hair, and his expression is flat and silent at all times......

Such angels are not impossible.

Xie Minyun thought to himself.

There are no shining stars in the sky, the carriage is not very bright, the side faces of Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun are reflected on the glass, and the occasional passing signal light is like a meteor, making this wonderful moment like floating in the passing twilight....