[Quick Transmigration] Mistress, please turn back Ⅱ

Today is the weekend, and there is no need to go to work, An Qianle ran outside for a while, then turned to a nearby breakfast shop.

"Boss, I want a wonton."

This store has been open for many years. It has been here since An Qianle was studying. The surrounding stores have changed, but this store is still open here.

An Qianle remembered that when she was studying, she sometimes came here to buy two breakfasts in the morning, and then brought them to school to eat with Li Mu.

After ordering, An Qianle found a place to sit down anywhere, but just as she sat down, she heard a voice coming from behind her.

"Boss, I want a steamed dumpling."

That was the ales who told her he liked last night.

"What a coincidence."

Then she said that, An Qianle turned her head to look, and the man stood beside her with a gentle smile on her face.

It's a coincidence.

An Qianle has always felt that meeting these proud people in these almost ordinary places is a dream. She thinks that the eldest lady should go to those high-end places, eat exquisite food, and not eat breakfast. Instead of those civilian foods, let the chef at home prepare breakfast.

Just like when she saw that Li Mu didn't eat breakfast in the morning, she bought breakfast to go to school the next day. An Qianle remembered that her expression was a little surprised at that time, but she still ate the breakfast she brought, and then she went to school the next day. Hearing the news that Li Mu asked for leave.

At that time, she blamed herself very much, after all, the eldest lady's stomach was different from theirs.

"Ales, why are you here?"

"Buy breakfast." Gu Yanxi pointed to the shop owner who was busy, and seeing An Qianle's surprised expression, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I thought you were the kind..." An Qianle only said half of what she said, and then stopped, as if she realized that she shouldn't have said that.

Gu Yanxi didn't ask any further questions, but just changed the subject with a smile.

"The stuff here is good, I used to buy a copy when I passed by here during my school days."

"What a coincidence, I used to like coming here too."

While talking, the boss came up with wontons and steamed dumplings. The two whispered a thank you, and picked up the disposable chopsticks in front of them.

An Qianle scooped up the wonton in the bowl with a spoon, brought it to her mouth and blew a few breaths, and waited until it was not so hot before putting it into her mouth.

The taste of the entrance is still a little hot, the skin is very slippery, and the meat wrapped inside is also very good.

But for some reason, An Qianle always felt that the taste was a little different from the memory.

"Compared to before, I always feel a little different."

An Qianle heard Gu Yanxi who was sitting across from her say this, she looked up and saw that the steamed dumpling that Gu Yanxi was holding onto the chopsticks was bitten, the dumplings without dipping sauce looked attractive, although the dumplings without dipping sauce were tempting. Human, but looks very good.

An Qianle smiled slightly, and said, "It's been so many years, some changes are quite normal."

Gu Yanxi curled her lower lip and said softly, "But the taste is not bad now."

"Taste it." Gu Yanxi picked up a dumpling and brought it to An Qianle's mouth. Gu Yanxi, then she closed her eyes, bit the steamed dumpling in front of her, and chewed a few mouthfuls before she ate it.

As soon as the chopsticks left her mouth, An Qianle heard a very crisp laughter from the person opposite, which was very pleasant, but for some reason, An Qianle felt a little shy.

"Your expression looks like you're eating cumin."

An Qianle glanced at her silently, her slightly dissatisfied expression seemed to be accusing something.

If it was □□, she wouldn't be so stupid to really eat it.

……

"Do you have an appointment this weekend?"

When leaving the breakfast shop, Gu Yanxi suddenly asked such a question, and then she answered no, and was dragged away by Gu Yanxi.

They were going to a photography exhibition, a fair in the city center.

"Such an exhibition is held here occasionally, and many people will send their works here."

Gu Yanxi took her hand and introduced her while walking. An Qianle couldn't understand the words in her mouth at all, and was at a loss.

She lowered her head, looked at the other person's back, and couldn't help but smile. People are always like this, and they always become chatty when they encounter fields they are good at.

"This one is so common." An Qianle pointed to a photo, and Gu Yanxi followed. It was a photo of a dragonfly resting on the water.

"Although this kind of photo is very common, it is difficult to take it. You need to seize the time to capture this picture. Insects are very sensitive to some things, and you have to take it without disturbing it."

She explained with a smile, An Qianle looked at it again, and still found it very ordinary, but because of her words, she couldn't help but feel a sense of solemnity.

Every industry has its own hardships. What looks like an ordinary photo to outsiders takes a long time for photographers to capture the perfect moment.

Just like them, sometimes they repeatedly type a line of words on the document, but they keep deleting and modifying repeatedly, because it is not the best for them.

In fact, there are still some things in common.

An Qianle thought so.

An Qianle turned her head to look at Gu Yanxi beside her, and couldn't help being a little curious. An Qianle had seen her when she was shooting models, she was very serious and charming.

An Qianle has only seen the finished product, it is very beautiful.

"Ales, did you send any work?"

Gu Yanxi shook her head lightly, she did not participate in this exhibition.

An Qianle was a little shocked, she looked at the other party in surprise, "Why?"

The woman was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about how to answer her. An Qianle thought she would say something surprising, but the result surprised her.

"you guess."

Two extremely bad words, but she smiled like that, making people feel angry with her.

Under Gu Yanxi's smile, An Qianle said angrily, "I don't guess."

The two walked around for a while before leaving the exhibition. This was An Qianle's first exhibition of this kind of works, and they always felt a little strange.

"Bored?" Gu Yanxi asked when leaving.

An Qianle shook her head, "It's not boring."

Photographers capture all the beautiful things in life, and then present them to the public, so that others can appreciate these beautiful things together.

There are good and bad editors, and there are also good and bad photographers, but no matter which piece of work she looks at, An Qianle thinks it's pretty good, and she doesn't have the ability to see the photographer from the work at all.

Probably the difference between a layman and an expert?

"I just think it's quite profound." An Qianle replied softly, her slightly smiling face made people feel good after seeing her.

Gu Yanxi rubbed her head, and asked in a good mood: "Do you want to go shopping elsewhere?"

After thinking for three seconds, An Qianle shook her head.

"I know there is a night market where the food is particularly delicious, do you want to go?"

This time An Qianle hesitated a little, she struggled for a while, half shaking her head, half nodding, not sure whether to go or not.

It wasn't until she was dragged by Gu Yanxi to the night market she mentioned that An Qianle realized that this place was somewhat familiar to her.

It seems to have been here before.

"I remember that this place used to sell fried rice cakes, which were very delicious. At that time, I often sneaked away from the car and came here."

Looking at the position pointed by Gu Yanxi, An Qianle only saw a barbecue stand, and many people gathered around the stand to light food.

She turned her head to look at Gu Yanxi beside her, seeing that she was half nostalgic and half lost, An Qianle couldn't help feeling a subtle emotion, a feeling of sympathy.

The past is nostalgic, whether it is sad or happy, this past becomes precious because of these emotions.

An Qianle hated that past, but she couldn't abandon it, precisely because it contained her most precious memory.

The life of the dead has ended, and one day, their figures will disappear from this world, and no one will remember them, and all she can do is to remember each other in her heart before the end of her life, so as not to let time pass by Make the other person disappear.

It's probably kind of ridiculous.

"I remember that there used to be an aunt who sold cotton candy here. Every time I passed by, I always stopped here. The first time I saw it, I always thought it was amazing. At that time, I really thought it was really made of cotton candy."

As she said this, An Qianle couldn't help showing a knowing smile. She also had such a naive time when she was a child, she would always pester her mother to eat cotton candy.

Walking down step by step, An Qianle can always find what the other party said in her memory, just like when Gu Yanxi was playing, she was always by Gu Yanxi's side.

"Ales, are you from this city?" Looking at Gu Yanxi's soft profile, An Qianle couldn't help asking curiously.

"No." Gu Yanxi shook his head, "I grew up in another city, it's the same as here, there's no difference."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little condensed, and An Qianle felt as if she had touched some untouchable switch, and then turned on an incredible mechanism.

"That looks delicious, let's go there." As soon as the words fell, An Qianle's wrist was grabbed by the man, and as the man walked, An Qianle couldn't help running forward with her footsteps .

In An Qianle's memory, the person in front of her was a young lady, a kind wife and mother who loves to help others and is very gentle.

But today there seems to be something different, like a god who has stepped down from the altar, and has become a little down-to-earth, and many things have jumped out of her mouth.

Gu Yanxi would walk with her in the busy night market, eating food from the stalls that were not known to be clean or unclean.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't show the slightest expression of companionship and reluctance, and she always enjoyed it as much as she did.