Chapter 41 Yesterday's Reappearance of Wang Qinghe
MONDERNHOLIDAY is the most famous Spanish gourmet restaurant on the streets of Madrid! The environment is elegant, and the decoration has an obvious Latin style. The space of more than 800 square meters is randomly cut into 20 or 30 semi-closed small enclosures. Lazy music, bitter vine hand-made cool chairs, Chinese-style celadon table, and a slightly red light pattern, so that when you step into the store, you will have a full body. Relaxing feeling!
As the name of the store describes, coming here will definitely make you feel like a fake!
From the third day of coming to Madrid, Wang Qinghe fell in love with MONDRNHOLIDAY! Every day, when it is the most poisonous, find a small room by the window, order a cup of rich Sydney wine, and describe the poetic sunshine on her notebook while listening to the soft music in the store. This is the leisurely life she wants!
It's just today, when she entered MONDRERNHOLIDAY with a soft cloth bag with a beige checkered as usual, she couldn't help frowning gently. There seemed to be more people in the store than usual. What's worse, her favorite small enclosure had been eaten and drank with an open arm. The man took the lead!
Fortunately, the small enclosure was very spacious. Wang Qinghe paused for a moment and decided to sit in!
Maybe after a while, this man who lowers his head and eats worse than pigs will leave? Wang Qinghe comforted himself in his heart!
As for the man who is ugly than pigs, it is naturally Li Tongfan. Lao Li is now struggling with the eighth Sydney wine set meal!
At this moment, the figure floated by, a faint fragrance of jasmine into the nose, and there seemed to be a person sitting opposite the celadon glazed round table. Li Tongfan couldn't help looking up, and then...
Bara~~~
The carved knife and fork in his hand fell to the ground without noticing it. Li Tongfan stared at the woman in front of him, with three points of surprise, three points of doubt and four points of timidity in his eyes...
Is it her?
Is it really her?
How could it be her?
It's still the stubborn long hair, or the confident smile, the smooth neck is like the soft neck of a swan, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the smile is picturesque...
A familiar but strange face, a face that is not stunning, but it is the most haunting and sad face in Li Tongfan's life for more than 20 years...
In this one-thousandth of a second, countless pictures that had been hidden deep in his mind for a long time, and even Li Tongfan himself thought had long been forgotten, like the receding picture of a video recorder, and began to churp in front of Lao Li's eyes...
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Wang Qinghe sat on the cool chair compiled by Kuteng and was about to take out his notebook to finish writing his unfinished "Impression of Madrid". He was shocked by the sound of Li Tongfan's knife and fork hanging on the ground. When the man looked up at him in a stunningly, he suddenly found...
It turned out to be him? How...how...
Li Tongfan opened his mouth and bit a piece of raw ham in his mouth, while Wang Qinghe gently covered his little mouth...
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This is the second time I was surprised to see her!
Li Tongfan whispered to himself in his heart, counting the story of 254 days, eight hours and 54 minutes that had been with her in the previous six years, the girl in front of him seemed to always be light. Today, she showed a surprised expression in front of him for the second time. Although it was just a cover up, Li Tongfan At a glance, I could see the surprise in her eyes... and surprise...
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After a long time!
"Why are you here?"
The woman in front of her bent her eyebrows and turned into a little crescent moon in the middle of the night. She asked casually. It seemed that there was an old friend who met every day sitting opposite, and her gentle voice touched the string in Li Tongfan's heart!
"In order to... in order to wait for you..." Lao Li suddenly came out of such a sentence. After saying that, he immediately regretted it. She still didn't change her previous greasy surname. She must be disappointed again!
Wang Qinghe looked at the man's embarrassed expression like a child, with a slight pain in his heart, but a mischievous smile on his face: "Then how do you know I'm here?"
Yes, how could I know you were here? There are so many shops on the street, how can I walk into this gourmet shop? In the vast sea of people, how can you appear in front of me as if you were leaving silently?Li Tongfan didn't know what to say. He stared at the woman in front of him, as if she had looked at a beautiful butterfly in her small garden many years ago. As long as she was not careful, she would dance her wings and fly away...
In my ear came the nostalgic golden song "Yesterday Reappearance" played by the gourmet shop. Li Tongfan's thoughts flew far away with Karen Carpenter's gentle and slightly hesitant voice:
WhenIwasyoung when I was young
I'dlistentotheradio I like to listen to radio
Waiting'formyfavoritesongs waiting for my favorite song
WhentheyplayedI'dsingalong I often sing together
Itmademesmile. Full of smiles
Thoseweresuchhappytimes What a happy time
Andnotsolongago is not far away
HowIwonderedwherethey'dgone How I want to know where they went
Butthey'rebackagain but they're back
Justlikealonglostfriend is like an old friend I haven't met for a long time
AllthesongsIlovedsowell. I still like those songs
EverySha-la-la-la Every Sha-la-la-la
EveryWo-o-wo-o/Wo-o-wo-o
Stillshines is still shining
Everyshing-a-ling-a-ling Every sound shing-a-ling-a-ling
Thatthey'restarting'tosing's when they start singing
Sofine. So happy
Whentheygettothepart when they sing
Wherehe'sbreakin'herheart When he made her sad
Itcanreallymakemecry I really cried
Justlikebefore as usual
It'syesterdayoncemore. This is a reappearance of yesterday
(Shoobiedolanglang)
(Shoobiedolanglang)
Lookin'backonhowitwas looking back on the past
Inyearsgoneby those times
AndthegoodtimesthatIhad the joy I once had
Makestodayseemrathersad seems to be more sad today
Somuchhaschanged. Everything has changed
Itwassongsoflovethat This is the one who sang along
Iwouldsingtothen old love songs
AndI'dmemorizeeachword I will remember every word
Thoseoldmelodies those ancient melodies
Stillsoundsogoodtome is still so beautiful to me
Astheymelttheyearsaway. It can melt the years
EverySha-la-la-la Every Sha-la-la-la
EveryWo-o-wo-o Every sound Wo-o-o-wo-o
Stillshines is still shining
Everyshing-a-ling-a-ling everyshing-a-ling-a-ling
Thatthey'restartin'tosing's when they start singing
Sofine. So happy
Allmybestmemories all my good memories
Comebackclearlytome clearly appeared in front of me
Somecanevenmakemecry. Some even make me cry
Justlikebefore as usual
It'syesterdayoncemore. This is a reappearance of yesterday
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"The house is good, but it's too messy." Wang Qinghe stood on the stairs and waved his little fist with a smile: "I declare that from today on, the second floor belongs to me, the first floor belongs to you, the swimming pool belongs to you, and the garage belongs to you. Rent is not allowed to collect rent, not allowed to collect water and electricity, and is not allowed to bring strangers back in the middle of the night. If you don't turn off the lights at twelve o'clock, how about this girl considering providing three meals a day? Humph, don't say no!"
After saying five "no" in a row, Wang Qinghe no longer paid attention to Li Tongfan, who had always been stupid. He hummed the brisk Yimeng minor tune and began to clean the messy villa made by Lao Li!
" Everyone says that Yimeng Mountain is good~~~ The mountain of Yimeng is beautiful..."
It's still the song that has been hanging on her mouth. Cui Cui's voice is like a pearl jumping on the ground. Li Tongfan stood at the door and looked at this busy figure like a little wife. Suddenly, he felt as if he was stuffed with something called happiness...
This must be God forgiving his last mistake and giving himself another chance!
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The next day, the team has a holiday, which is a break time!
Li Tongfan, as usual, slept until ten o'clock and got up, folded the quilt, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then began to prepare breakfast!
The room is much cleaner... Wait, I seem to have forgotten something? How do I remember that I seemed to meet her yesterday?
It seems that she is still staying here? Did you have dinner together?
Li Tongfan was still stuffed with a toothbrush in his mouth and stood in front of the carved mirror next to the bathroom faucet. He suddenly remembered that there should be one more person at home, so he couldn't help tipping to the second floor to see if Wang Qinghe was still there?
The living room on the second floor was cleaned up neatly, and the dust on the bookshelf that I had made a mess before was also cleaned. The door of the master bedroom was open, and the velvet snow-white quilts were folded in all directions, but there was no trace...
Are you gone again?
A huge sense of loss filled Li Tongfan's whole body in an instant. Lao Li's first reaction was to chase! So he pulled out his legs and ran downstairs. When he staggered to the door of the villa, he was surprised to find Wang Qinghe standing there wiping his sweat. Seeing Li Tongfan coming out, he smiled gently: "Dead rice bucket, why don't you come and help!"
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PS: Let's talk about it, today's three updates of 9,000 words. This chapter quotes a song because it has a lot of moisture, so it adds 400 words. Xiaodao is not the kind of person who is lazy to count words! There is another chapter before 10 p.m.
As for why to update 9,000 words, it is not for the 17 chapters to urge the update of tickets. To be honest, Xiaodao has been moved by several people who have been rewarded and supported. Xiaodao is also a person with flesh and blood. I still understand the truth of repaying kindness! If you are still indifferent to the support like this, it's not enough!
The girl who appears now is a heroine. She has had a very shocking past with pig's feet. In the future, she will slowly write it out and adapt it according to her friend's experience. It's definitely not a savage girlfriend, and there will be no scene of pig's feet losing bones in front of women. Xiaodao wants to write a little pure love!
As for the great contempt of Dongguo people, alas, the knife collar! However, Xiaodao is really not dragging the word count. From the end of the second game to the derby, there are nearly 10 days of rest time. It's not interesting to keep writing about the game! The knife can pat the chest to guarantee that it will never drag the plot. How can the knife have the capital to drag the number of words? Don't dare!
Save the manuscript, continue to code the words, and be in a hurry. If there is a typo, the knife will slowly correct it!
In addition, the last few people on the new book list are all Sanjiang this week. If you have tickets, please support Xiaodao...