President Ling got slapped in the face again today

After a while, she deliberately ran to the window, handed the manuscript to Yaya, and shouted clearly: "Yaya, can you scan these design drafts for me?"

Yaya took the manuscript and looked at it, and couldn't help but marvel: "My God, sister Weiwei, is this your entry? Take a good look."

He Dongwei responded with a smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she focused on Li Yiran's direction. She stopped her movements and looked in their direction.

He Dongwei patted Yaya's shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work. After you finish, you can send me the scanned file directly. Just put the manuscript on my desktop. I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Yaya: "Okay", Yaya nodded diligently,
He Dongwei cast his peripheral vision in Li Yiran's direction, she obviously stopped her hands and was paying attention to them, He Dongwei could only secretly admire this girl's heart, which was more serious than her.

She directly sent a text message to Ling Li: [I'm leaving first],
After posting this sentence, I always feel that it is too blunt. I should explain it, [I have nothing else to do, I just want to go shopping alone].

She does want to hang out by herself, but not blindly.

Before going out, she deliberately downloaded a gourmet guide app, which actually allowed her to search for the address of the 'Missing Milk Tea' shop.

Perhaps Ling Li's delivery of milk tea is the same as giving chocolates. They are all trying to jog her memory. Although it doesn't work, it doesn't prevent her from being curious about this cup of milk tea.

She wanted to find out for herself.

Missing Milk Tea Shop's address is easy to find, it's near Experimental Middle School,

Because it is a new campus planned by the government, although there are no luxuriant and deep-rooted trees to show its literary heritage, there are many high-rise buildings nearby, complete basic facilities, obvious modern atmosphere, and very bustling.

He Dongwei followed the navigation of the map APP to find the store location smoothly. The signboard is very obvious, and the overall small, fresh and green simple decoration makes the first impression-refreshing summer.

The store is full of young people, and there are a few high school students wearing experimental school uniforms, gathered in twos and threes, struggling to eat chicken with their mobile phones.

This group of students, nine out of ten, played truant to use the air conditioner and WiFi.

She glanced at the menu carefully, wanting to order another cup of lime-flavored milk tea with exactly the same taste, but found that it was not on the menu at all, or she couldn't identify it,
I had to ask the clerk: "Hello, I would like a cup of seven-point sweet pomelo pudding milk tea with lime flavor."

The clerk gave her a different look, why are there two strange customers in the store today?

It’s clearly not on the menu, but he insists on ordering. The key point is that he can’t do it. “I’m sorry, miss, we don’t have this product in our store. Would you like to choose something else? The new one we just released this week is very good.”

He Dongwei: "You probably don't have any other stores, right? I just drank it at noon, so why not?"

The clerk said very apologetically, "I'm sorry, miss, only our boss can make this milk tea. The boss is old, and only when old acquaintances come, he is willing to show his hands."

Her desire to explore became stronger, "Then can I meet your boss?"

A few more customers came into the store. The clerk was busy greeting the customers, and replied casually: "Our boss went for a walk with his grandson. If you are patient, just wait."

He Dongwei inadvertently saw a few customers who just came in, and the last one was Zou Xiaoxiao, and she was not wearing a school uniform or casual clothes, but the same style of work clothes as the shop assistants, which were made for takeaway.

She also made a difference when she saw He Dongwei, but she just walked straight past her, put the delivery bag in her hand on the bar, and shouted: "Is there any order for delivery?"

The clerk took the time to reply: "Wait a moment!"

He Dongwei approached her and asked curiously, "Are you working here?"

Zou Xiaoxiao didn't intend to turn her head back, and impatiently pursed her bloody lips, and urged the clerk to say, "Are you all right?"

The wound on her face was obvious when she came in, and Dongwei He could see it no matter how blind she was, she broke Zou Xiaoxiao's body: "What's going on? Let me see."

She wanted to ask her if she had a fight with someone, but she immediately stuffed the words back.

She shouldn't look at anyone with supervisory thinking or even colored glasses, especially a rebellious youth like Zou Xiaoxiao.

On the surface, they seem to be indifferent, not afraid of anything, even broken jars, but in fact they are more sensitive than others. Any intentional or unintentional negative speculation is a kind of suppression for them.

Zou Xiaoxiao resisted and pushed He Dongwei's hand away, "Get up, don't bother me."

She quickly picked up the takeaway packaged by the clerk, and her steps were a little unnatural. There was a small hole in the trousers at the knee. Looking at the small electric donkey she was riding, there were traces of being squeezed on the front hanging basket.

He Dongwei judged that she must have fallen, rushed out the door and chased her rear end and shouted: "Be careful when riding."

"Long-winded," Zou Xiaoxiao couldn't help muttering.

He Dongwei returned to the store, and a 60-year-old uncle walked in with a big golden retriever full of energy.

He led the golden retriever directly into the back kitchen, and the clerk stopped him directly: "Uncle Neng, that girl is looking for you."

He Dongwei did not observe the uncle at the first time, but reflected what the clerk said before, 'older', 'walking with grandson',
She thought it was an old man who retired to take care of his grandson.

Unexpectedly, this uncle has a red face and a full face, only a few white hairs on his temples, this can't be called an uncle, it's almost the same as an uncle,

There was also his 'big grandson', who was grinning and smirking, looking at her very 'smartly'.

He Dongwei stepped forward politely, stretched out her hand to say hello, and said, "Hello, Uncle, my name is He Dongwei, and I am...".

Uncle Neng looked at him carefully for two seconds, then became enthusiastic in an instant, and said, "Weiwei! Oh, it really hasn't changed at all."

Uncle Neng enthusiastically carried He Dongwei up to the second floor, which was different from the liveliness of the people on the first floor.

The second floor is very quiet. The east wall is a whole wall of books, and the west wall is a photo wall without photo frames, which are fixed on strings with clips, weaving scenes of beautiful time pictures one after another.

There is a message board next to it, covered with layers of colorful post-it notes, and the breeze from the window blows in, and they are like the hairs on the branches of a shaking rooster, and their reverse scales are lifted.

It resembles the posture of a young man in his youth.

He Dongwei was attracted by the group photos on the west wall. They were all immature faces. Even though the light and angles were not perfect, the people in the photos were all brilliant. Even though some of them had faded, they still couldn't cover up the light they radiated. vast.

Uncle Neng touched his nose and said in a loud voice: "These are put up by the children on a whim, and they are cleared once a month, but I let them stay on it for a while because they are pretty, after all, they are eye-catching, and they can still look good." attract customers."

He Dongwei reached out to check a brand-new photo of the little beauty, glanced at the time on it, and couldn't help complaining: "You have hung her up for five years, and the photo has been re-washed. The little girl has graduated."

Uncle Neng also generously admitted: "That's right, this girl is the first graduate of the experimental middle school, and she is very popular in the school. I am also catering to the needs of customers."

Closer to home, He Dongwei turned around and asked, "Uncle Neng, did Ling Li come here at noon?"

Uncle Neng withdrew his excited eyebrows just now, and when Ling Li arrived at noon, he just ordered a cup of milk tea in a hurry, without staying too long, and he didn't have time to ask about his situation,
Now it was He Dongwei who came alone again, and she had a vague guess in her heart that it was normal for young people to separate and reunite.

Uncle Neng said perfunctorily: "I haven't seen him for ten years, and I almost didn't recognize him. At noon~it seems~ indeed a person who looks more like Ah Li came."

Does he really think that He Dongwei is blind and blind with his cover-up here and there?

He Dongwei: "Uncle Neng, did we know each other well before?"

This sentence choked Uncle Neng again. Although her appearance hadn't changed much, when the two first met, He Dongwei saw her eyes without any sense of familiarity, and they were all strangers' consultations.

He Dongwei briefly explained the special situation of her amnesia, and Uncle Neng suddenly realized, looked at her with some pity and distress, and turned silently to go to the attic.

A few minutes later, he came down from the attic and found a big dusty box from inside.

"Many people think that the memorial wall we built is messy and unsightly, but my store can survive thanks to this wall,"

He opened the box, which contained a box full of old photos, carefully tied with rubber bands according to the year.

Uncle Neng said with emotion: "When Miss Middle School was demolished, I didn't intend to continue to open it, but when I cleaned up these photos, my heart was full again, and I sent away the children of one class after another. , they left, the school was moved and demolished, almost all the things that couldn’t be taken away were buried,”

"The only thing left, maybe these few photos in my hand, I couldn't bear to throw them away. Later, the store couldn't support the business. When those little alumni heard that I was going to close the store, they all raised money for me. , let me continue to open the store, and they even helped find my store",
"I don't know who got the store site. Later, I asked Brother Feng, and he told me that it was Ali's help, but when I asked him, he just denied it, saying that it had nothing to do with him. Just come to my store once, just order a cup of milk tea, and if you don’t drink it, you will be in a daze, just sit for the whole afternoon”,
Uncle Neng continued to search for the photos in the box, not paying attention to He Dongwei's solemn expression.

He Dongwei: "What kind of milk tea did he order?"

Uncle Neng blurted out without hesitation: "It's the cup of 'Youth Pomelo Lemon' he ordered at noon. You 'endorsed' it for me back then. It was very popular, but I am old and suffer from frozen shoulder. Too much, but the taste of the clerk is not right, in order not to smash the signboard, I simply don’t sell it, I will make it for my old classmates when they come.”