"Miss Ling won't believe me, but she will believe you..."

“…”

The woman looked outside alertly, grabbed Junlai's arm, stood on tiptoe, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Remember?"

Your expression changed without a firm change, and nodded slightly.

The woman burst out her lips, smiled, and turned around and walked towards the door.

"Hey..." Jun Lai hurriedly called her.

The woman stood up: "Is there anything else?"

"...Well, what's your name?" Junlai's face turned red inexplicably: "If I can really meet Miss Ling, it's better to reply. If I have the chance in the future, I can also thank you in person."

"My name?" The woman's eyes were a little confused, and she immediately shook her head with a wry smile: "Forget it, let alone not say it. Don't look at us still talking now. Maybe I can't live after leaving this door... let alone, what else will happen in the future!"

Her mood was pessimistic.

Junlai's heart couldn't help but sink.

I wanted to ask again, but the woman was already out quickly.

The room was quiet.

You came a little dazed for a moment.

It seems that the woman just now is not that real.

I pinched myself, and the stinking smell in my nose was still lingering.

"It's true!!"

He is really fascinated!

Otherwise, the last memory would have come out of the gates of hell.

Go back to the room and sit down, he hopes to see the night fall.

When it was late at night, I quietly pushed open the door and disappeared into the darkness.

——

After ordering four bowls of noodles, Feng Chenglin sat down at the small table, took the chopsticks and rubbed it on his sleeve.

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways: "Your clothes are not as clean as these chopsticks, right?"

"What clean chopsticks? Look at how much dust this man has to fly by? It would be a blessing to be able to eat a bowl of noodles safely..."

Dingmiao looked ahead: "The Lijiazhai in front was originally a remote place where birds could not shit, but after discovering an iron ore, there were more businessmen coming and going, and there were more pedestrians on the way!"

For him, this place has been here many times.

But this is the first time Zhou Yan.

Hearing him say, he immediately raised his head and looked over: "I have heard of this Lijiazhai. Legend has it that the iron ore unearthed in their mines is an excellent material for smelting magical weapons and is worth a thousand gold!"

"Not bad!" A strange color flashed in Dingmiao's eyes: "The iron tools used in the divine palace are probably from the iron ore at the Lijiazhai!"

Feng Chenglin tilted his head and met his eyes: "Look at you like this, it seems... a little sad, what's wrong?"

"... When I was a child, I often came with my family. Every time, when I missed my family, I would come here. Every place here has my memories!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He was embarrassed to answer the conversation because he was so sad.

"Everyone, your noodles are here!" The waiter brought four bowls of noodles: "Teishan has spicy food and vinegar. You can make your own taste if you want."

"Yes, yes, eat noodles first!" Feng Chenglin took it, responded casually, and changed the topic: "Little brother, the business is good. Look at the crowds of people coming and going on the way. Your roadside stall is better than the hotel and restaurant business in the village, right?"

"Brother, you are joking. In the past few days, I have encountered a village with a mountain. There are only a few more customers passing by. No matter how many of them, it is not as good as those restaurants and restaurants in the city!"

What came to mind, the waiter smiled.
Chapter completed!