Song Yangyu raised his eyebrows. Are the waiters at the Ning City Military Region Guesthouse so hospitable?
He didn't extend his hand, but the smile on his face didn't diminish:
"Thank you for your concern. I'm about to go out for dinner, but I usually eat vegetarian food at night. You can eat these dishes while they're hot!"
Xiaoli's outstretched hand remained suspended in mid-air, her face filled with surprise and embarrassment.
This was a stir-fry she'd spent a fortune on, costing her one dollar and twenty cents. Normally, she wouldn't even eat it herself, thinking she'd be generous enough to leave a good impression on Song Yangyu on their first meeting. Who knew a grown man like him would actually be a vegetarian?!
Song Yangyu noticed the embarrassment on her face, but he didn't intend to force himself to accept the food she sent him. He didn't want to accept something without doing anything, let alone two servings of meat that he didn't like.
Seeing that he had no intention of taking it, Xiaoli could only smile awkwardly and withdraw her hand:
"You eat so healthily. I want to learn from you. It's true that eating too much greasy food at night is hard to digest."
Song Yangyu smiled, without further explanation, and brought the door over:
"I'm going out first, bye."
"goodbye……"
Xiaoli stepped aside somewhat dejectedly, watching Song Yangyu disappear around the corner of the stairs with a few steps of his long legs. She then looked down at the stir-fried dishes in her hands that were slowly getting cold, and suddenly felt that they were not fragrant at all.
Song Yangyu didn't walk too far. He found a noodle shop on the side of the road and asked the owner to boil some vegetables for him. After eating, he returned to the guesthouse.
He boarded the train at Jingshi Railway Station yesterday morning and arrived in Ningshi at noon today. He was quite tired after sitting on the train for a whole day, so he planned to wash up and go to bed early in the evening so that he could be alert and go to the Ningshi Military Region compound to find out the situation early tomorrow morning.
Xiaoli, who had been looking outside, stood up happily when she saw him come in. Before she could say anything, she saw him holding the toiletries he bought at the supply and marketing cooperative. He nodded politely at her and went straight upstairs.
Xiaoli bit her lip, and next to her were the toiletries she had prepared for Song Yangyu in advance.
She originally thought that since she couldn't guess what he liked to eat, she would be able to prepare toiletries correctly. However, she didn't expect Song Yangyu to go out and buy them himself, which made her seem unnecessary.
She pursed her lips and secretly encouraged herself in her heart.
She missed Captain Lu before because she was too reserved in expressing her feelings, which allowed that vixen to take advantage of her. This time, she must be more proactive and work hard for her own happiness!
…
When Shao Jingque returned to the guesthouse after work, the sky was already gray.
As soon as she stepped into the door of the guesthouse, the front desk clerk stood up with a smile on his face and was about to greet her. However, when he saw that it was her, his face immediately fell and he pretended not to see her.
Shao Jingque's attention was attracted by this action. When she looked closely, she found that the waiter on duty today was the one who had repeatedly caused trouble for her. She immediately withdrew her gaze and went upstairs with an indifferent expression.
Not everyone deserves her good treatment.
Xiaoli glared at Shao Jingque's upright back with resentment and snorted coldly:
"Humph! Vixen! What are you showing off for? I'll show you how powerful I am later!"
Xiaoli couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth when she thought of the scene in which Shao Jingque would be scared to death and cry for his parents because of the "good stuff" she hid in the bed.
Shao Jingque returned to the room, turned on the light and sat at the table, feeling lost.
Whether it's rehearsing programs in the art troupe or giving advice to Yongsi Photo Studio, as long as he has something to do, his heart won't be empty, and his mind won't be repeatedly speculating about the safety of the landing battle.
She knew that this unfounded speculation was just meaningless internal friction, but as soon as she calmed down, she couldn't control herself from thinking about it.
Sometimes I am optimistic and firmly believe that Lu Zhan has learned the news in advance and will definitely be prepared to turn the disaster into a blessing. Sometimes I am pessimistic and feel that I am just a small ant and cannot change the huge wheel of history moving forward.
As a result, my mood fluctuates, and I feel like I'm going to have schizophrenia. I'm physically and mentally exhausted at the end of the day.
After sitting for a while, she felt suffocated, so she stood up and walked to the windowsill, pulled up the curtains, and pushed open the window, hoping to let more cool air outside the window blow in.
Looking at the one or two scattered stars that had already lit up in the sky, she couldn't help but stare in a trance. If Lu Zhan was really okay, if they looked up at this moment, they would be able to see the same starry sky.
In the next room 204.
Song Yangyu had just come back from a shower, wearing only a white vest, revealing his strong and powerful muscles, which was in stark contrast to the thin visual effect when he wore a military uniform.
At this time of year, passers-by on the streets of Beijing had already put on cotton clothes, while Ning City was still experiencing beautiful autumn weather. He was a little uncomfortable at first and felt that the room was a little stuffy, so he walked to the window to get some fresh air.
As I approached the window, I noticed that a light was on in the window of the next room.
He subconsciously turned his head and his sight was immediately attracted by a beautiful figure by the window——
A girl was quietly leaning against the window one meter away, with a slender little hand as white as the moon resting on the window frame, tapping the windowsill unconsciously. The cool evening breeze blew her soft long hair, gently dancing in the air, inadvertently revealing a small, flawless face. Her facial features were surprisingly delicate, especially her eyes, which were brighter than stars, with a hint of sadness, looking into the distance lonely.
Song Yangyu unconsciously slowed down his movements, as if he was afraid of disturbing her thoughts, but his eyes were attracted by the sadness and calmness emanating from her like a magnet, and he could not help but stand there and stare at her in a trance.
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