Chapter 294: A Small Weibo Is Also a Favor
Lin Shao was almost pushed out of the house, and the old suitcase was thrown out with him.
The zipper was half open, and the messy items inside could be vaguely seen.
Finally, the landlord came out with the key and threw a photo frame at her.
When Lin Shao failed to catch the photo frame and it fell to the ground, she slammed the wooden door shut and locked it.
"Walk towards Shijin Road. There's a cheap youth hostel. I've been very kind to you by letting you stay there until now, paying the rent."
"You're on your own."
The landlord took one last look at her and left in his big slippers.
The alley finally became quiet, and the treetops were quiet too.
Like a silent sculpture in the deepening shadows.
Then the silence began to be filled with the sound of drizzling rain. The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally started to rain.
Lin Shao moved, as if he suddenly came to his senses, his dark eyes staring at the upside-down photo frame on the ground.
She took two steps, squatted down, picked up the photo frame, and turned it towards herself.
The glass cracked into many pieces, and behind the cracks, the man's bright smile with big white teeth became blurred.
Lin Shao reached out and touched the photo, then put it in the suitcase, zipped it up, turned around and walked out of the alley.
In the deep and narrow cobblestone alley, the monotonous sound of box wheels rolling on the ground could be heard.
The gradually increasing weight of the rain did not make the sound any faster.
Lin Shao pulled the suitcase in the rain as if she was walking in a sunny day. By the time she slowly found a noodle shop and prepared to have dinner, her whole body was wet as if she had been fished out of the water.
The noodle shop is not big, and there are spots of mosquito blood on the walls.
Lin Shao ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodles from the boss and sat down at a seat by the window.
Raindrops fell on the window and slowly slid down the glass. Lin Shao stared at these crooked traces in a daze.
There was an almost numb indifference in his eyes.
After a while, the proprietress came over with steaming noodles.
Lin Shao came to his senses and turned around to see several pieces of beef in the noodle bowl, soaking in the brightly colored noodle soup, which looked very delicious.
She looked up in surprise.
“I ordered some vegetarian noodles…”
Before she finished speaking, the lady boss waved at her and smiled kindly.
"It's okay, just think of it as the plain noodles you ordered. You got caught in the rain, so eat some beef to get rid of the cold. Don't use your youth as a capital to ruin your body, little girl. I won't charge you any more money."
The plump proprietress turned and went into the kitchen with a rag, as if she was just doing something very ordinary.
In fact, it is indeed just a very common thing.
But when Lin Shao picked up the chopsticks and started eating noodles, he put the large piece of still hot beef into his mouth and chewed it, one bite or two, and his eyes slowly turning red could be vaguely seen between the thin strands of hair hanging down.
The girl who had always looked at everything with a cold and numb look, for the first time broke her indifferent shell that kept people at a distance, revealing her fragile inner self.
Just for a few pieces of beef added by a fat aunt on this rainy day.
The girl lowered her head and ate noodles, her face expressionless, but some crystal drops of tears slowly rolled down her eyes.
The tears fell into the noodles and she swallowed them bite by bite.
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The camera cuts away, and the image of the wet girl eating noodles gradually becomes blurred through the window where raindrops keep falling. The whole picture becomes dim and distant.
"Card!"
The director gave the order.
The rainfall equipment stopped working immediately, the rain stopped falling for a second, and the quiet set became lively in an instant.
Shen Pianpian swallowed the last mouthful of noodles and even picked up the bowl to take a sip of the hot soup.
Then he stood up, took the towel handed to him by Uncle Mao and started to wipe his hair.
When she looked up, her eyes were slightly red, and then in those eyes that were clear after being washed by tears, there was no trace of Lin Shao's emotions.
She walked out briskly while wiping her hair, her eyebrows and eyes full of a smile that belonged to Shen Pianpian.
Even in gloomy weather, it is as bright as a sunflower.
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