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Two years ago, Su Mubei came to Shanhu Lingdao alone. She originally just went for fun but never thought of settling here. She opened a restaurant near the scenic spot and stayed here for two years.

Staying here is not because of how good it really is, just because it is possible to meet her again here, even if it is only in a hurry.

Ling Xu was on the phone, and Su Mubei gave Ling Xu a glance, then turned and walked towards the restaurant.

There are wind chimes hanging on the glass edge of the restaurant, and there will be a crisp sound of "jingling" when the door is pushed open.

Su Mubei pushed the door open, and the wind chime sounded, and he saw her at a glance when he looked up.

In Su Mubei's world, she is like the brightest star in the sea of ​​stars in the sky. No matter when and where, she can always grab all of Su Mubei's eyes at the first time. warmth.

Meng Xiaofeng was wearing a black down jacket, the whole person was wrapped tightly, looking very warm, with a faint smile just like before, Su Mubei stared blankly at the people in the distance, and did not look away for a long time.

It wasn't until someone wanted to push the door out of the restaurant that she returned to her senses and gave way.

Su Mubei didn't go up to say hello, but walked towards the back kitchen. She walked up to a chef and asked, "Are you cooking the dishes for table number 9?"

The chef replied while shaking the spoon: "Yes, Miss Mu Bei, are you okay?"

Su Mubei looked at the dishes in the pot, frowned and said, "Don't put too much chili, she doesn't like too spicy dishes."

The chef was taken aback for a moment, but obediently reduced the half spoonful of chili scooped up in the spoon by half.

When adding salt, Su Mubei said again: "Put less salt, her taste is very bland, she won't eat a little bit salty."

"Slice the carrot into shreds. She likes shredded carrots. She doesn't like bitter melon. Fungus and onions should never appear in the dish..."

The chef who cooks was under the command of Su Mubei, and he almost couldn't cook anymore. Seeing that he was stunned, Su Mubei took the spatula directly, "I'll do it myself, you can't cook what she likes. That smell."

The chef was taken away from the spatula, and stood aside with a blank face. The people in the kitchen looked at each other, and the atmosphere was very strange.

"What's going on, why did the boss cook himself?"

"It seems to know the person at table 9. What is the relationship between the person at table 9 and Miss Mu Bei?"

"I'll go out and have a look to see where it is sacred."

"There is a man and a woman on table 9, it doesn't feel like anything special..."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and Su Mubei cooked the dishes as if he didn't hear them. After a while, they cooked the dishes one by one, and the movements were skillful and fast.

After all the dishes were served, Su Mubei stood alone in the corner, looking at Meng Xiaofeng who was eating in the distance without blinking, his eyes were as soft as autumn water.

For some reason, Han and Meng, who were eating well, suddenly started arguing. Meng Xiaofeng excitedly slapped the table and stood up, and said a few words angrily. Su Mubei was too far away, and couldn't hear what she said. .

Afterwards, Han Kai put down his meal money and strode out, while Meng Xiaofeng was so angry that he kicked the table several times.

Seeing her covering her feet in pain, Su Mubei frowned subconsciously and wanted to move forward, but stopped when she approached.

At this moment, Meng Xiaofeng turned around and looked back, the two were separated by two dining tables a few meters away, their eyes met.

The most common opening remarks when old friends meet is that it's been a while, but neither of them can say these four words. The two looked at each other quietly for a few seconds, and then turned their eyes away tacitly.

Just like never met, never met.

Meng Xiaofeng resisted the pain coming from his toes, straightened his back, his expression was pretending to be calm, but his heart showed uncontrollable ups and downs.

When Meng Xiaofeng plucked up the courage to look at Su Mubei's position again, there was already no one there.

She poked her head around to search, but she couldn't find Su Mubei again. Feeling a little disappointed, just when Meng Xiaofeng thought that seeing her just now was a hallucination, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a glass bottle placed on the counter above the cash register.

Meng Xiaofeng slowly approached the cash register, the glass bottle was full of paper-folded stars, it was a birthday present from Su Mubei to Meng Xiaofeng on her birthday.

"Can I have a look at that glass?" Meng Xiaofeng pointed at the glass bottle.

The female cashier glanced back following Meng Xiaofeng's instructions, shook her head and refused, "Sorry, this is the boss's personal property, and it is not for sale."

Meng Xiaofeng withdrew his hand, looked at the female cashier, and said, "Is your boss called Su Mubei?"

The female cashier showed surprise, "Do you know Sister Mu Bei?"

As expected, it was her, I really saw her just now, not a hallucination, no wonder the few dishes just now were so appetizing, only the meals she cooked could exactly match all Meng Xiaofeng's preferences.

Meng Xiaofeng didn't answer the female cashier's question, her eyes fell on the glass bottle again, and she stood still for a long time, unwilling to leave.

"Can you give me back that glass bottle, it's mine."

The female cashier looked embarrassed, "I can't make the decision..."

A soft and gentle voice suddenly came from behind, "Give it to her, the glass bottle."

The female cashier looked for the sound, and seeing that Su Mubei had spoken, she took down the glass bottle and handed it to Meng Xiaofeng without saying a word.

Meng Xiaofeng took the glass bottle, his body was a little stiff, and he almost mustered up the courage to turn around and look at Su Mubei behind him again.

"Have you gone to see the stone statue?" Su Mubei asked with a smile, as if the two had never been separated for two years.

Meng Xiaofeng turned his head to avoid staring at each other, "I've been there, it's very beautiful."

There were a lot of people in the restaurant. When the two walked out of the restaurant, the cold wind came in. Although Meng Xiaofeng was dressed thick enough, he still shivered a little.

Su Mubei turned his head and glanced at her. She took off the scarf and handed it to Meng Xiaofeng, "Tie it on."

Meng Xiaofeng looked at the scarf in front of him, didn't stretch out his hand to excuse it, and said duplicity: "No need, I'm not cold, I'm very warm all over."

Su Mubei nodded, and then tied the scarf around Meng Xiaofeng's neck himself. The loose hair was pressed by the scarf, and Su Mubei gently took out the hair with considerate hands.

As she approached, Meng Xiaofeng smelled a familiar scent, a faint lemon fragrance, so familiar that it made your nose sore.

Meng Xiaofeng forcibly endured the soreness, held the glass bottle and bowed his head in silence, lest he would reveal his crying voice when he spoke.

Su Mubei stood beside Meng Xiaofeng with a calm expression. She broke the silence and said, "All these years I always thought, if I really meet you here, then I will try to keep you, try to Let you come back to me."

Meng Xiaofeng lowered his head, finally couldn't bear it anymore, tears dripped on the glass bottle, and then slid down the bottle into the snow.

Su Mubei wiped away the tears from Meng Xiaofeng's cheeks with his thumb, and said lightly, "Can I keep you? I'm thirty this year, I'm not young anymore, maybe I won't wait for you anymore."

☆, determination

Han Kai walked out of the restaurant alone. He stopped at a square. The crowds in the square were mostly tourists. Four or five men gathered in the middle of the square. They held bright red roses in their hands and placed them on the ground. With heart-shaped petals, a small flower arch was built.

These things are all prepared by Han Kai for Meng Xiaofeng. Han Kai has always been aware of Meng Xiaofeng's situation these years, and thought that she would gladly accept the suggestion of a fake marriage, but things backfired.

"Han Kai, where is she?" Han Kai's friend trotted forward with flowers in his hands, "Where is Meng Xiaofeng, why didn't you come out with her."

"She won't come," Han Jian snatched the flowers from his friend, kicked the heart-shaped flowers on the ground, and said mockingly, "There is no need to ask for this marriage, pack up and leave."

Friends came forward to ask a few words of concern, Han Kai didn't care to answer, and lowered his head in boredom to pack up these surprises.

----Your mother is not suffering from depression, the psychiatrist is fake, medical records and so on are forged, the aunt pretending to be sick is my idea to her, the purpose is to make you break up with your girlfriend. Now I don't want to hide anything from you, and I won't intervene more in what you choose later, that's all I want to say, let's delete each other.

Han Kai let out a long sigh of relief, edited the text message, and clicked send.

He stared at the text message in a daze for several seconds, then he didn't hesitate anymore, and deleted all the contact information about Meng Xiaofeng one by one. This time he was determined to end this relationship cleanly.

Over the years, Han Kai has been holding on to a little hope. On the surface, he acts as Meng Xiaofeng's friend and listener. In terms of feelings, he is always on the point. He is witty and polite and never entangles too much. But in fact, he does his best behind the scenes. She did everything that could damage the relationship between her and Su Mubei.

They finally broke up, Han Kai secretly rejoiced, secretly rejoiced for two years, but today he woke up, Meng Xiaofeng would never choose himself, no matter what the circumstances and circumstances.

……

Su Mubei's words came to people's ears along with the howling cold wind, "Can I keep you? I'm thirty this year, I'm not young anymore, maybe I won't wait for you anymore."

Meng Xiaofeng bowed her head, her shoulders trembled and she couldn't cry, she kept crying.

Su Mubei held her face in his hands and wiped it gently, "Xiaofeng, you have grown up too, you should understand that no one will wait forever for another person, after a long time, obsession It slowly dissipated.

The glass bottle that was held tightly in the hand fell into the snow, and the bottle made a muffled sound when it hit the ground.

Meng Xiaofeng hurriedly bent down to pick it up, panicked as if some treasure was about to disappear, his hands were already stiff from the cold, and now they were shivering even more when they touched Baixue.

Su Mubei also knelt down to help pick up the paper stars. She picked up a white star and took it apart without any haste. small print.

Beautiful handwriting, written by Su Mubei: May I propose to you?Will it be too fast, will it scare you, will you say yes?Do I need to wait any longer?

Su Mubei put the star coefficients into the bottle, and helped Meng Xiaofeng stand up, "When I gave you these stars, I planned to wait for you to find these words, and then propose to you, although I know that not many people will support it." We, there are very few people who can come to our wedding, but I still want to put on the wedding dress with you and walk the red carpet together hand in hand."

Meng Xiaofeng stared at her quietly, with tears in his eyes, without speaking for a long time.

Love is not that important, it does not belong to the first place in Meng Xiaofeng's world, it can be easily given up, but after two years of giving up, she discovered that some things seem light but the whole world is empty after losing them, the whole world is empty. Daily life is like an empty shell of a mask.

After about a few minutes, Meng Xiaofeng broke the silence and looked at each other.

"It's so cold here," Meng Xiaofeng was choking with sobs from crying, "Can you give me a hug?"

Su Mubei smiled, she stepped forward without hesitation, stretched out her hand to wrap Meng Xiaofeng in her arms, blocking all the cold wind.

"You have been here these two years?" Meng Xiaofeng buried in her arms.

Su Mubei nodded, and said in a daze, "Time flies really fast, it's been two years in a blink of an eye."

Meng Xiaofeng shrank into her arms, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you going to do if I don't come here?"

Su Mubei rested his head on her shoulder, and smiled slightly, "You will come, aren't you here?"

Meng Xiaofeng raised his head, looked at her and said, "I treat you so badly, why do you still wait for me?"

"Then try to be nice to me in the future," Su Mubei pressed her head back into his arms, and repeated in a low voice, "Just be nice to me."

In the cold wind, they hugged each other, snow fell sporadically, Meng Xiaofeng no longer felt cold, and his wandering heart finally parked on the river bank where he could park.

Meng Xiaofeng suddenly thought of something and asked, "You stay here, what about the company? What about your company?"

Su Mubei didn't care, and replied lightly: "I'll leave it to Ling Xu for the time being, and she will take care of most of the things. If there are any difficult things to deal with, I will also go back to S City, which is not far from S City , it’s convenient to go back and forth.”

Speaking of Ling Xu, Meng Xiaofeng recalled the scene when Ling Xu learned about the breakup two years ago. She called to scold him.

She pouted aggrievedly and said, "Ling Xu's scolding is so powerful, I was fooled by her scolding."

Su Mubei chuckled, "I'll scold you back later."

"Don't," Meng Xiaofeng waved his hands again and again, "I should scold you, she is scolding for you, she deserves it."

……

Living here for two years, Su Mubei bought a small house at the foot of the mountain for the convenience of living. It is a retro wooden house. Behind the house are evergreen bamboo trees. The fence surrounds a small yard. The most important is the gravel road, which cuts off the mud outside the courtyard.