Lin Sui is very good at calculation. If he saves some of his travel allowance, he can still save some.
She was indeed a little tired and wanted to leave Jiangbei for a while. Now this kind of life made her more and more desperate.
When Lao Wang said that the city they were going on a business trip to was Xicheng, Lin Sui once again felt the trick of fate. Xicheng was the city where she and Qin Chen first traveled.
After a few years, she is about to revisit the old place, but this time she is alone.
I went home, packed some clothes, and rushed to the airport.
While queuing to board the plane, when passing by the business class, as luck would have it, he ran into Qin Chen and Fang Zhiyou again. As soon as the two of them sat down, Lin Sui pushed his hat down, not wanting to be recognized.
"Lin Sui?"
Then I realized that there was an exaggerated voice spreading throughout the entire plane.
Lin Sui closed his eyes for a moment, raised his head, and said hi to them with a fake smile.
Qin Chen raised his eyes and saw that she was carrying a lot of bags, just like a migrant worker coming to the city. He frowned.
"Is your husband bankrupt?"
"ha?"
Lin Sui took a moment to react before he understood what Qin Chen meant.
"Oh, no."
The people in the queue moved forward. Lin Sui didn't want to stand in the way and affect the people behind him, so he nodded and continued walking forward.
She heard Qin Chen sneer and say, "Who are you trying to show off to by humiliating yourself?"
Lin Sui's heart sank into the lake like a stone.
She pursed her lips and continued walking to the front to find her own seat.
She thinks economy class is pretty good. If she's not in a hurry, she'll even buy a red-eye flight on a budget airline, as every penny saved is a penny earned.
The plane took off. Fang Zhiyou turned her head to look at Qin Chen's expression. She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but ever since she met Lin Sui at the class reunion, she felt that Qin Chen had changed a little.
She couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed, but it was that he spent longer periods of time in a daze, and often needed Fang Zhi to call out to him before he would come back to his senses from his deep thoughts.
Fang Zhiyou tilted his head and leaned on Qin Chen's shoulder.
"I haven't been to West City yet. Have you been there?"
Qin Chen was stunned for a moment and hummed.
"Who did you go with? When did you go?" Fang Zhiyou raised his head and asked.
Qin Chen flipped through the magazine on the plane with a cold face, seemingly not interested in this topic.
Fang Zhiyou curled his lips, feeling bored, and took out an eye mask from his bag, ready to take a nap.
Qin Chen's eyes darkened and he stared at the snail noodles in the magazine.
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Eight years ago, at some unknown date, snail noodles suddenly became popular on the Internet.
Lin Sui looked at the pictures and drooled. Every day he fantasized about how great it would be if he could go to Xicheng for a trip.
So Qin Chen worked for a few months and finally saved enough money before the summer vacation. He took Lin Sui to Xicheng on a budget airline.
It was the first time for two people to travel together, and everything was full of newness.
Unfortunately, their wallets were really tight, so the two of them could only stay in a very cheap hotel. Fortunately, snail noodles were really not expensive, so they went there to eat every day.
There is an old restaurant next to the hotel that is said to have been open for decades. The two people went there for a week and finally became familiar with the owner. Knowing that they were about to leave Xicheng, the owner generously gave them a last meal of snail noodles for free.
At that time, Lin Suitian naively took Qin Chen's arm and decided to spend their honeymoon in Xicheng in the future. Qin Chen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
I feel like I owe Lin Sui.
He has always been strong-willed. After going to college, he did not ask for a penny from his family except for tuition. Fortunately, the money he earned from tutoring was enough to live on, but he was still different from those who had a few thousand yuan in pocket money every month. Sometimes when he saw other boys giving girls expensive gifts, he would feel sorry for Lin Sui.
Lin Sui didn't care at all. She followed him to the cafeteria and the night market every day and never asked for anything. On the contrary, she gave him a brand-name wallet on Valentine's Day.
"Everyone else has it, you can't lower your price."
Qin Chen still remembers the look on Lin Sui's face when he raised it and said these words, so innocent and so sincere.
At that time, he secretly vowed that after graduation, he would give Lin Sui a better life.
However, before graduation, Lin Sui broke up with him.
"Hello, sir..." The stewardess's gentle voice interrupted Qin Chen's memories.
"This is a note from passenger 17c." The flight attendant handed over a piece of notepaper. Qin Chen took it and nodded in thanks.
After the flight attendant left, Qin Chen opened the note.
"Do you remember the name of the snail noodle shop we always ate at?"
You can tell who it belongs to by looking at the flamboyant handwriting.
Qin Chen crumpled the note and stuffed it into his pocket.
Lin Sui held the pen and imagined Qin Chen's expression when he saw the note.
She didn't expect Qin Chen to reply to her, she just wanted him to know that she had not forgotten their memories.
After getting off the plane, Lin Sui did not meet Qin Chen and Fang Zhiyou. Come to think of it, maybe they went directly through the VIP channel.
After taking a bus and then transferring to a public bus, Lin Sui finally arrived at the hotel he stayed in from that year. Fortunately, it was still open.
It is a little more run-down than it was eight years ago, and the prices haven't changed much. The lady boss at the front desk has aged a lot and I can't remember her anymore. She booked the cheapest room for three nights, the kind without even a window.
The proprietress looked her over carefully and sighed.
Lin Sui didn't know what it meant. Was he lamenting that she was too poor?
When I opened the door of the room, a musty smell mixed with sewer smell from a rainy day hit me in the face. I wanted to open the window to get some fresh air, but when I pulled the curtains and faced the white walls, I remembered that the room at the top of my head had no windows.
"Why put up curtains if there are no windows?"
Lin Sui muttered to himself, but there was nothing he could do but to open the door for a while to let the smell out.
Sitting on the yellowed bed sheets, Lin Sui carefully calculated how much travel allowance he could save on this trip. He didn't know until he calculated it, but once he calculated it, he found that it was actually quite optimistic.
Lin Sui decided to go on more business trips in the future. He wouldn't have to see Zhou Dang's face and could earn more money. Why not do it?
Thinking about it, she became full of energy again. She took out the sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases she brought from the box. After changing them, she looked around and actually felt at home.
After changing his clothes, Lin Sui put on his bag and prepared to go find the snail noodle restaurant where he had eaten eight years ago.
As he walked out, Lin Sui found that the street had not changed much and was almost exactly the same as it was eight years ago. This might be because it was surrounded by residential buildings, so it had not yet been commercialized.
I walked back and forth along the street twice based on my memory, but I still didn't see the snail noodle shop.
“Isn’t it bankrupt?”
Just as he was wondering, Lin Sui suddenly found a shop hidden behind the big tree opposite. He ran over while there were no cars around. The familiar smell of snail noodles came, and Lin Sui was suddenly struck by memories.
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