At this point, Cheng Yuzhi frowned: "When you were discovered, you were smelling of alcohol and you were so drunk that you didn't want to die."

"Not anymore." Josnian looked calm and calm.

"Would you know? It has nothing to do with me. Don't promise me anything." Cheng Yuzhi was not happy to hear it.

Breakfast is almost done.

Cheng Yuzhi glanced at Josnian: "Are you planning to go back to the hospital?"

"I still have to go back to the hospital."

"I should go to work." Cheng Yuzhi looked at his watch, "This is probably the last time we see each other."

"It won't be the last time, but I hope that next time I see Mr. Cheng, there will be a little one by your side. Although the little grapefruit may not be cute, it should look good. If I like it, give it to my family

It would be nice to be a daughter-in-law or son-in-law."

"Get out of here." Cheng Yuzhi swore, "You can get out of New York."

Josnian narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Yuzhi threw the bank card on the table to him: "Take it back! I don't need it."

The bank card was thrown to Josnian, who took it and said, "You have such a bad temper? Do you treat money like dirt? By the way, when are you going to let me read the letter that Ye Jiaqi wrote to you?"

"Next life."

"..." Josnian narrowed his eyes.

"Let's go." Cheng Yuzhi stood up.

Without saying goodbye to Josnian, he walked straight downstairs until he disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Josnian didn't leave, he hadn't eaten enough yet.

He has a good appetite today, maybe the breakfast in this teahouse suits his taste better.

He put down the newspaper in his hand, put away his bank card, and continued to drink the green tea from the cup.

The fragrance of tea overflows, the white mist hangs around your fingers, and time slows down.

He picked up a dumpling with chopsticks.

Three fresh stuffings.

He remembered that she loved to eat.

At that time, Aunt Lu was making dumplings in the kitchen, and she liked to go into the kitchen to make dumplings. When Butler Tang saw her, he would kick her out of the kitchen.

After being kicked out, she was in a bad mood, and when he came home, she would complain to him with a pouty mouth.

Bit by bit, it has been integrated into every detail of life, and it is lingering. Even if you eat a dumpling or drink a cup of tea, you can think of everything related to her.

No wonder he dreamed of her frequently when he lost his memory.

Those little things we spent together day and night are easily forgotten.

That's something engraved in your bones.

While eating, Josnian turned his head and looked at the bustling street outside.

The sun was shining just right, and the light like broken gold spread across the building, giving everything a light layer of gold.

Spring is, after all, a season of revival for all things, and even the air is full of new life and vitality.

Josnian had no friends in New York, or in the entire United States.

He thought again of the scene where he met Ye Jiaqi in Chicago the year before last. Perhaps many of them were destined to meet each other even if they were separated for life.

Because from the time she was eight years old, she was destined to be by his side, and no one could take her away.

He has not taken responsibility for her, and he is not a qualified husband.

Fortunately, the rest of life is long enough.

On the street, cars were flowing like water and horses were like dragons, and a flock of white doves flew over the church in the distance. The holy white was stained with a layer of golden sunlight, making it exceptionally bright and dazzling.
Chapter completed!