Chapter 587 She's Just Thinking

"thanks."

  Wen stopped covering his mouth with his hand, and it was a bit too sweet to hold his throat. He stretched his hand over the cup and drank the water in the cup in one breath.

   Slightly astringent, there is a taste like tea, but it is not like it. After drinking a glass of water, he unexpectedly discovered that he didn't seem to feel that uncomfortable anymore.

  The smell of sweetness in the throat has also faded, even the dantian, which has always been like a needle stick, has alleviated some pain now.

  For the first time in so long, he felt sleepy, and he was lying half-lying, still holding the cup in his hand, but it didn't take long before he fell asleep.

  Although he said that his face is still not very good, and there is no **** color on the whole face, his expression is soothing and natural.

  Begonia covered her mouth, afraid that she would cry.

  The owner has not slept well for several years. Especially these days, falling asleep is harder and harder, and it hurts day by day. Sometimes she wants the owner to just go.

  It won’t hurt anymore, and it won’t be pain anymore.

   But she is reluctant to bear the master, and the whole dark street is reluctant to bear him.

   But such a life is too painful and cruel for the owner.

   But no matter how cruel, the owner is still alive, insisting on living, even if every minute, every second is suffering.

"I'm hungry."

Liu Liang touched her stomach. It was 8 or 9 o’clock for such a delay. If they hadn’t met Wen Ting at the beginning and didn’t care about this matter, have they all left now? Inside the hotel, I had breakfast and then had a good night's sleep.

"Feel sorry."

  Begonia hurriedly turned north and wiped away the tears on his face.

   "It's my negligence, I will let people prepare now." And she looked at Wen Ting's place without blinking, a little reluctant to leave, her master, with such an expression, shouldn't it hurt?

   "He has to sleep for at least five hours."

   Liu Liang stood up, ready to go outside to find a place to sit, and watch a man sleeping here, although it is not bad, but she does not think her brother Zeng looks the best.

  And the white chicken with the surname Wen is white and thin. She doesn't like this kind of thing the least.

   "Let's go out first."

  Zeng Xubai knew that Haitang had to settle down first, Wen Ting, and it was indeed inconvenient for them this morning.

  Liu Liang sighed. She was still thinking about getting something to eat from Zeng Xubai. It just happened to be what she wanted after going out.

  As soon as they came out, Liu Liang had not come and asked Zeng Xubai to eat, Haitang had already come out, there was less than five minutes before and after.

   "Two people, please!"

  Haitang bent down slightly, and compared it with a word of "please", which looked very respectful, and of course it was a bit too much for people to refuse.

   Anyway, Liu Liang doesn’t want to refuse. She just wants to know that everything sold on the dark street is special and delicious, but I don’t know what they eat on weekdays. What is it like?

  Begonia led them into a room outside. At this time, a table was already set up inside, and the table was filled with a large table of food. How long did it take to prepare so much?

  The ability of this dark street is really strong enough to change too.

Liu Liang walked to the window. The sky outside was bright. At this time, the long street was bathing in the morning light. There were no red lanterns, no magnolia fragrance, and no people in ancient costumes. Like everything they saw at night, it was just a dream, and when the dream woke up, it was such a peaceful and prosperous world.

  If they don’t see it with their own eyes, they really don’t believe it. In fact, what they see is true.

And now, Liang Liu knows that they are still in place, but they have changed from a dark street to a bright street. She is quite curious about the conversion of a bright street to a dark street. Others' ability

  As for the reason, she didn't want to know at all.

  The reason why I like so much and yearn so much is because of mystery. If the mystery is gone someday, like magic, then the so-called Fengchuan dark street does not have much meaning.

  Of course, even if the temperature is stopped, I am afraid it is impossible to survive forever.

   Haitang stood aside uneasily, and her heart became even more nervous.

  "Is this food not good? It doesn't match the taste of the two, or should I change some more?"

  She asked carefully, fearing that her carelessness would annoy these two people. These two people are related to the life and death of the master and the future of the dark street. Maybe all her care is in today.

"no need."

  Zeng Xubai picked up the bowl, put it to her mouth and blew, "She is just thinking about something, it will be fine in a while."

  After the porridge was not too hot, Zeng Xubai put the porridge on the opposite side.

   "Pretty pretty, come here for dinner."

"OK."

   Liu Liang turned around, her eyes curled with a smile, reflecting the warm sun behind her, youthful and bright, without the seriousness of a doctor, pretending to be advanced, who is not a baby.

  She came over, sat down, picked up the bowl, and took a sip of porridge. She was not afraid of being hot at all, because with Zeng Xubai, she was never afraid of burning her mouth when she drank water, and the same was true when she drank porridge.

   And Haitang now finally understands why Zeng Xubai had to blow at the bowl of porridge just now, because he was just afraid that the porridge was hot.

  Does you care? It’s really not said with your mouth, and you don’t have to deliberately express it. From these details, you can see it completely.

   "You are also sitting and eating together."

  Liu Liang pointed to the position beside her. She was not an ancient lady's wife. She didn't need her to sit, others stood, she was eating, others watched.

  Furthermore, she and Zeng Xubai can't finish eating such a big table of dishes. Not to mention adding a crabapple, even if they add plum blossoms and cantaloupe, they can't finish them.

  Haitang still stood there, did not sit, did not dare, but also was careful.

   "Sit down, I said I have something to ask you."

  Liu Liang took another sip of porridge. She was very satisfied with the taste of the porridge. It was obviously the same rice that was boiled out of it. However, the taste of this porridge was very special.

Haitang on the side listened, and had to sit down again, but did not move his chopsticks.

   "I want to eat steamed buns."

   Liu Liang has been coveting the buns on the table for a long time.

  Zeng Xubai picked up a bun, separated the bun from the middle, gave half of it to Liu Liang, and half of it to eat by herself.

   Liu Liang happily took the bun, put it in his mouth and ate it.

  "How did you know that I like to eat buns?"

  Liu Liang is so strange that she never said that she likes to eat steamed buns. Although there are many kinds of breakfast, she always likes to eat steamed porridge and steamed steamed buns.

  (End of this chapter)