Relying on her memories from her previous life, she arrived at a small stall with two maids.
This shop sells breakfast, and the menu is simple: fried dough sticks and soy milk, nothing else.
In her past life, Chen Siyuan was too busy. Every year after Song Ji left, she would start doing business and basically wouldn't cook breakfast at home. Every day, after being busy for a while, she would come to this shop to eat something simple to fill her stomach.
Today's return seems to have washed away memories of a past life.
As I walked and looked around, my feelings were quite complicated.
When she sat down to eat and tasted the familiar flavors, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
She was in the same capital city, having breakfast here, and even her maid was eating the same thing, but her feelings were completely different.
This is something you can only understand after truly experiencing despair.
"Young Madam, what's wrong?" Chunlan thought the place was really nice. She had been to many places, but she had never eaten anything so delicious. Seeing that the young lady was looking at the food but not eating it, she thought it was because it was too bad.
"What do you think of the food here?"
"It's fine, young mistress, don't you like it?" Chunping asked.
"I like it, but thinking about some things makes me a little sad."
"Young Madam, everything will be alright."
"Yes, that's what I think too."
As Chen Siyuan spoke, she took a big bite of the fried dough stick, her mouth full of it, and the two maids followed suit.
Familiar scenes, familiar people, familiar everything, yet different feelings. Chen Siyuan vowed in her heart that she would definitely protect the people around her.
As she ate and looked around, she suddenly saw a carriage pass by. With the wind blowing one of the curtains, Chen Siyuan saw a familiar figure sitting inside the carriage.
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