What should I do if I want to get back my first love but can't hold back my face?

Of course, it is impossible for Fang Zhen to go to the kitchen to cook at this time. Jiang Huai can afford to wait, and the two children can't wait anymore, and have to rush back to school for class.

So the store was temporarily closed, and a group of five went to a famous barbecue restaurant nearby.

Halfway through, the decoration master called. The batch of tables and chairs in the store were left by the previous owner. Fang Yi always felt that the style was too old, but he just thought it was troublesome, so he never found a chance to change it.This time, several tables near the door were smashed beyond recognition, so Fang Yi simply took this opportunity to contact the decoration company to come in the afternoon and replace all the tables and chairs in the store.

He just walked away for a while, and the atmosphere on the table was extremely weird.

There are two ovens on the table, one on Bi Yang Wenshu's side, and one on the three people's side.

Jiang Huai's barbecue moves are very neat, put the meat, turn it over, sprinkle some cumin and pour some hot oil by the way, all are fresh ingredients that have been marinated in advance in the store, coupled with Jiang Huai's skillful technique, it is simply tempting move.

Yuan Yuan's eyes were already red with hunger, and the meat on the grill was just cooked, so he couldn't wait to grab his chopsticks.

However, she will soon find out that Jiang Huai's action of clamping meat is more agile than roasting meat.

Just as Yuan Yuan put down the first chopsticks, all the remaining meat on the plate was swept away by Jiang Huai, and sent into the square bowl.

The poor little girl was just holding up the poor piece of meat in her hand, not knowing whether she should put it in her mouth or not.

Jiang Huai noticed the other party's staring gaze from the corner of her eye, and smiled kindly, "Eat, why are you looking at me, you're welcome."

A very polite and polite look.

Yuan Yuan just looked at the empty oven, "..."

When Fang Yu came back after answering the phone, he saw Yuan Yuanzheng staring at the grill with resentment, and then looked down, and saw the meat in his bowl was piled up to the brim.

He subconsciously stared at the person next to him.

What about bullying little girls?

Jiang Huai sat upright, looking back with innocent eyes.

It's not my business?

Yuan Yuan just sat across from each other and watched the two of them flirt, and suddenly felt more pain in his heart.

"Brother, let's go." Bi Yang stepped on the bicycle with one leg, firmly planted one foot on the ground, and waved to Fang Xuan.

After finishing speaking, he looked down at his watch, and muttered to himself: "I think I can squint for another 10 minutes when I get back to class."

Wen Shu was standing beside him, but when he heard this, he turned his head in disapproval and asked him, "Did you not finish your homework yesterday?"

Seeing Bi Yang's guilty face, Wen Shu immediately raised his face like a little old man, and said earnestly: "Bi Yang, we are already in the second year of high school, if you can't correct your study attitude in time, it will be difficult to make long-term progress. Don't think that not doing homework is a trivial matter, it just reflects your own knowledge loopholes that are hard to detect, and more importantly..."

"Write, write, write," Bi Yang quickly stopped his words, "I can write as soon as I get back to school."

By the way, I added a sentence of self-criticism, "I am not thinking properly, and I am guilty."

Wen Shu still frowned, not knowing whether he was satisfied with his attitude.

After a while, the boy who was riding on the bike with one leg was riding unsteadily in front, as if deliberately slowing down to wait for the people behind. After a while, the one who fell behind jumped into the back seat, and the car shook violently. After a while, he walked away even more unsteadily.

As soon as the two live treasures left, Yuan Yuan immediately felt that his sense of existence between Fang Zhen and Jiang Huai was so strong, the alarm bell rang in his mind, and he immediately wanted to run away.

Said embarrassingly: "Brother Fang, then I will go first."

Fang Yu called her to stop, "By the way, the decorator will come to the store in the afternoon. I'll just keep an eye on it by myself. You can go home and rest."

"Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow morning."

Seeing Yuanyuan walking away, Fang Zhen turned his head and talked to Jiang Huai, "You should go back too."

Jiang Huai leaned against the side of the car, her gaze resting on Fang Zhen, "Don't you have something to tell me?"

Fang Yi raised his head in surprise when he heard the words, his eyes moved.

Jiang Huai raised her eyebrows, "Who can't see it? I've been hesitant since the morning. If you want to ask anything, just ask. If you want to know, why don't I tell you?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Huai took a few steps forward. The two were similar in stature. When they got close, it was easy to have the illusion of being too close, but Fang Zhen did not avoid it.

The thin eyelids were lifted up, probably because of the light color of the eyes. When those eyes are not smiling, it is easy to give people a cold and distant look. Fang Yan just looked at Jiang from a distance of a few inches. Huai, "Why are you so close to me all of a sudden?"

The tone was flat, as if asking a very common question. If Jiang Huai avoided talking about this question, he probably wouldn't ask it.

But Jiang Huai knew him too well, and the only way Fang Zhen could ask him was because he cared.

Jiang Huai looked at him with this posture and angle, and said lightly: "I had a dream."

He clearly looked at Fang Zhen, but it seemed that he was looking at a place farther behind him through Fang Zhen.

After watching for a while, he smiled to himself, not knowing whether it was pleasure or self-deprecation, his voice coolly passed by Fang Jin's ear, "That dream was very long, and it ended badly."

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Huai just stood there, her eyes closed, and she suddenly reached out to take out a cigarette from the cigarette case she carried with her. Just as she was about to take out the lighter, she remembered that Fang Zhen once hated the smell of cigarettes on his body so much, and endured that she just took out the cigarette. Holding a cigarette in his hand, he twisted it with his fingertips, as if this action could relieve some anxiety.

Fang Yu had been watching him quietly from the sidelines, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little uneasy from the bottom of his heart, and called him tentatively, "Jiang Huai?"

"Yeah." Jiang Huai smiled, "What's wrong, your face is so ugly?"

Fang Jin opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be suppressed, and he couldn't speak.

He wanted to say that the one with the really ugly face is you.

"In the dream, I treated you very badly, blamed you, resented you, and pushed all my powerlessness on you."

Jiang Huai paused, as if remembering something, a bit of self-mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I blame you for not being honest, but when did I give you a chance to be honest?"

In Fang's memory, he had never seen him look so cautious, and asked him with almost no confidence, "Do you hate me very much?"

Fang Yi didn't answer this question, but his body suddenly leaned forward, and the two people's arms stuck together.

"Wake up from the dream, no one hates you."

He reached out and took away the cigarette in Jiang Huai's hand, and said lightly, "So don't smoke any more."

"Stop smoking..."

Jiang Huai froze for a moment, her chest moved, and suddenly she lowered her head and took out the cigarette case and lighter, then raised her head, and handed them to Fang Zhen carefully, saying every word seriously, "If I If you smoke, you smoke me."

Fang Zhen was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell from the things in his hand to Jiang Huai, more like simply looking at him, his eyes bent unconsciously, and there was a smile in his eyes, he nodded, "Well, again I will smoke you."

I have been busy since the afternoon until now, and with some impromptu changes, Fang Yi felt a little embarrassed, and kept sending the two decorators outside the door, with a very polite attitude, "Today has been hard work."

One of the masters quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need to be so polite, just use money to do things, it's a matter of duty."

It is rare to meet such a polite and non-disruptive employer. The attitude of the two masters is very good.

After seeing off the two masters, Fang Yi subconsciously looked up at the sky before entering the shop.

The sky was gray, and large clusters of dark clouds gathered, oppressing one's chest. With a few thunderclaps, the raindrops changed from sparse to dense, and slammed on the ground, splashing a burst of water.

Fang Zhen was wondering in his heart that the sky was getting too fast, when he lowered his head, a pair of dirty sneakers appeared in his vision at some point.

Look up.

Jiang Le stood with his head bowed at the door of the store, wearing a school uniform, his whole body was drenched by the rain, weak and embarrassed, like a bent pampas grass in the wind.

"Lele?"

There was another thunder outside, Jiang Le trembled subconsciously, half of his raised face was pale.

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