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Chapter 22 Yi Chou Day, The City Left Behind (1)

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    "The first day. The weather was bad, it rained, it was foggy, and the wind was very strong. Wuhan is like this, it is always foggy. The sound of ambulances, some far away, some near, intermittent, sleep at night  I can hear it when I¡¯m listening. I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid that one day, that voice will come towards us and stop at the door. But I always think of what Zhong Chumian said, as long as that voice is still ringing, there is still hope, right?  ?¡±

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    Facts have proved that although dishes like cola radishes may sound a bit weird, they can turn decay into magic after being cooked with proficiency.

    Zhong Chumian has never eaten such a weird dish, nor has he eaten such a satisfying dish.

    It's not delicious, but he likes to eat it.

    Probably because Yu Wanfeng made it himself.

    Her culinary skills seem to have improved, and she will no longer cook the cola chicken wings that make him want to go to heaven.

    The food was swept away.

    ? Yu Wanfeng stared at the tableware sent out in Zhong Chumian's room, eating cleanly, feeling a sense of pride and happiness spontaneously.

    "It seems that my culinary skills are really at the pinnacle. A single radish can be made extremely delicious." Yu Wanfeng was triumphant.

    Shen Huaijin didn't bother to talk to her, washed and disinfected the dishes, and kept silent.

    Yu Wanfeng stretched her neck, looked at Huo Chengyu who was full and was lying on the sofa playing games, and lightly bumped Shen Huaijin's elbow.

    "Huaijin, are you letting Huo Chengyu stay here?"

    "Mangy dog, I can't drive you away." The more Shen Huaijin thought about it, the angrier she became, she raised her chopsticks, and poked the sink fiercely. The sink was full of bubbles from the detergent. When she poked, a few bubbles burst  , splashing water.

    Yu Wanfeng smiled: "Then let's do this first, now he can't leave either."

    "Taro." Shen Huaijin called Yu Wanfeng suddenly, with a serious tone.

    "What's wrong?"

    "I'm a little scared no, I'm scared."

    Shen Huaijin's words fell heavily, hitting Yu Wanfeng's heart.

    Afraid?

    Yu Wanfeng knew what she was afraid of.

    Yu Wanfeng was also afraid.

    Fear of the unknown future, fear of infection, fear of hardship in life.

    Afraid they have been abandoned.

    being abandoned.

    Was thrown in this city, let live, let die.

    "Snapped¡ª¡ª"

    Shen Huaijin's teardrops fell into the water.

    "Taro, I tell my parents every day that it's okay, it's not that serious, and it will be fine soon. I also quarreled with Huo Chengyu, and I used a calculator every day to calculate how much I earned."

    "But when I found that there was no sound of cars passing by outside the door, the shop next door could not be paved sooner, and the duck neck on the opposite side was no longer for sale, and I couldn't even hear the sound of people passing by I was really scared."

    "I'm afraid I won't be able to see my parents. I'm only twenty-five years old. I graduated two years ago. I squandered my parents' money and opened this inn recklessly. I haven't made enough money to show off to them  What if I never see you again"

    Shen Huaijin bowed her head, her shoulders trembling slightly.

    Yu Wanfeng knew she was crying.

    Yu Wanfeng is also afraid, afraid of this kind of silence, afraid of this kind of silence, afraid of this kind of closed account that doesn't know when it will be the head.

    Afraid that the front may be life or death.

    Yes, she is afraid of death.

    Never before have I been so afraid of death.

    She hasn't seen the sunset in Mobei, the snow in the northern country, the beach on the island, and the blue coast.

    I haven't heard the sound of the waterfall rushing in the Hengduan Mountains, and I haven't witnessed the fierceness of the eagle hitting the sky.

    But she couldn't cry with Shen Huaijin.

    She had to make Shen Huaijin laugh.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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