The cook had her day off yesterday, so Jian Yao ordered takeout for breakfast.
Song Nanwu was immersed in sadness. She had no appetite, a rare foodie. She lay listlessly on the computer desk, looking at the flowerpot with only soil left in it, and sighed in her heart.
What makes people most sad is that she did it herself!
Alcohol is really not a good thing.
"So why did she cook the lettuce when she was drunk last night? The key is that she didn't eat it in the end." Ning Hongyan ate the bun and glanced at Song Nanwu who was very sad in the hall. His usually cold voice couldn't help but contain a hint of smile.
This is really sad. The vegetable was brought back from Country R across the ocean and was carefully cared for. Who would have thought that it would have such a tragic ending in the end?
"Haha, who knows what our little sister will come up with after getting drunk." Meng Ruo was so happy when he saw Song Nanwu's sad look, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of her back.
Tsk tsk, it’s really heartbreaking and funny to see their little sister like this.
"The style of the young lady when she is drunk is really unique." Jian Yao took a sip of soy milk and smiled.
Si Jin lazily drank a mouthful of yogurt and looked at Meng Ruo and Jian Yao. "Have a safe trip back home."
"Okay, see you next year." Jian Yao looked at Si Jin and responded with a smile.
A few days ago, Meng Ruo and Jian Yao each booked a plane ticket. After breakfast, they didn't stay in the base for long. They said goodbye and went to the airport with their luggage.
Ning Hongyan also had to go home today. He glanced at Song Nanwu and Si Jin, went upstairs to his room, and packed his luggage.
When he pushed the door open, he saw the drunk Lin Xiaoran sitting on the bed with a headache after a hangover. He seemed to have just woken up, and there was still some sleepiness on his face.
"What time is it?" Lin Xiaoran asked when he saw Ning Hongyan.
Ning Hongyan glanced at him and said, "Ten past five."
"Oh, it's still early. I'll sleep a little longer. My head hurts." After saying this, Lin Xiaoran pulled the quilt over and lay back on the bed.
I drank so much last night, how can I not have a headache?
Ning Hongyan glanced at him without saying a word. He picked up the bag he had packed long ago, looked at the person who was covering himself tightly on the bed, and said, "I'm leaving."
"Okay, see you next year." Lin Xiaoran turned over, his voice already a little sleepy.
Ning Hongyan's eyes flickered slightly, he pursed his lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and walked away with his bag on his back.
When I went downstairs, Song Nanwu was still lying on the computer desk with a sad look on her face, and Si Jin was sitting next to her playing with his mobile phone.
Ning Hongyan said hello to them and left the base.
In an instant, the hall became cold and quiet.
Si Jin put away his phone and looked at Song Nanwu's listless appearance, which made his eyes hurt. "Let's go eat. I saved some for you."
"I don't want to eat." The man was listless, and even his voice was listless.
Si Jin raised an eyebrow slightly, "Are you so sad?"
"Um."
"So are you sad that you cooked that lettuce, or are you sad that you cooked the lettuce I planted for you?"
"Is there any difference?" Song Nanwu stood up and looked at Si Jin. Wasn't the century-old treasure cooked by her?
"Of course there's a difference." Si Jin pursed his lips, his dark eyes blazing. "The former is simply about losing the joy of taking care of a vegetable, while the latter is about you feeling like you've let me down. So, the former or the latter?"
"the latter."
A century treasure, hadn't she eaten enough in the 21st century? But that one was different, unique, because he had planted it.
Hearing this made people feel happy. Si Jin smiled brightly and said to Song Nanwu, "Okay, don't be sad. Century Treasures can be replanted at worst. This style doesn't suit you. I really don't know what your hobby is."
Finally, before he could hold back his complaints, he asked, "Do you want to go to the supermarket to change your mood?"
"Um."
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