It was almost noon, and Chen Feng instructed the chef to serve a table of dishes that Yin Feng used to like.
Yin Feng's whole heart was immersed in satisfaction and joy today. He sat on the side and watched with a smile. Under his butt was an old wooden stool found in You Mingxu's bedroom. He felt that this bench must have accompanied You Mingxu as he grew up. He couldn't let it go and carried it wherever he went.
When the dishes were almost served, he looked up at the clock and asked, "Why hasn't Mingxu come back yet?"
Chen Feng replied, "She doesn't come back at noon, she eats at work." Seeing Yin Feng didn't say anything, he quickly added, "For people like her who work, the lunch break is too short, so she can't even go home for lunch."
Yin Feng touched the leather of the stool, which was so old that it had been worn smooth. He lowered his head slightly and asked, "What does she eat for lunch?"
Chen Feng thought for a moment and answered, "It should be eating in the cafeteria. The police station has a cafeteria. You went there to eat when you went to the police station to collect materials. You came back and complained that it ruined your interest in writing."
Yin Feng was silent for a while, then drew two circles on the stool with his fingers and said, "I am different now than I was before. I thought it tasted bad before, maybe because I had no taste, but now I think it tastes good. Look at the clothes he wore before."
Chen Feng said calmly: "I still have the pass they gave me last time. You can enter any branch freely."
Yin Feng raised his head and smiled: "Xiao Fengzi, you are really useful. This table of dishes is a reward for you."
Chen Feng twitched his lips and said, "Thank you, Teacher Yin."
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As soon as they get off work at noon, the police go to the cafeteria in groups, and some also go out to eat. You Mingxu was too lazy to move today, so he walked into the crowded cafeteria with Xu Mengshan, Fan Jia and others.
For some reason, You Mingxu felt in a good mood today and had a good appetite, so he went to the window and bought a small hot pot for one person. This is considered a "big meal" in the cafeteria. Xu Mengshan and Fan Jia each carried their own food. Fan Jia said, "Wow, Sister You has a good appetite today. I want to have a bite too." Xu Mengshan said, "Me too. I spent all my salary last month and can't afford hot pot."
You Mingxu raised his eyelids and said to the auntie serving the food, "Add half a pound of mutton, thank you."
Fan Jia: "The boss is the boss."
Xu Mengshan: “Excited.”
The three of them chatted and laughed, carrying their plates and sitting down at an empty table. You Mingxu pushed the hot pot to the middle, and everyone ate and chatted.
Not long after, the people at the next table left, but they didn't care.
Almost within a few seconds, someone rushed over with a tray and sat down. The movement was a bit hasty, causing all three of them to look up.
Then the three of them paused.
The man, wearing a green Astro Boy T-shirt, green trousers and white sneakers, had a slightly red face and his head slightly lowered as he picked up the chopsticks. As if he noticed their surprised looks, he slowly raised his head, completely ignoring the two people, and stopped at You Mingxu's face. Seeing that she was not smiling, Yin Feng's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head again anxiously.
Xu Mengshan glanced at You Mingxu, smiled playfully, and lowered his head to continue eating mutton.
Fan Jia also blinked, trying not to laugh, and glanced at You Mingxu who seemed petrified, then continued chatting with Xu Mengshan about other things.
Despite this, both of them were clearly listening with their ears pricked up, waiting to hear the love-hate relationship between You Mingxu and the amnesiac writer.
You Mingxu put down his chopsticks, stood up, walked to his table, sat opposite him, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"
Yin Feng said: "Chen Feng said that I criticized your cafeteria for not having good food. Then I felt that I was always unreliable in the past, and I wanted to try it myself." His eyes wandered obviously.
You Mingxu was silent for a moment, then said, "Yin Feng, this is where I work, not my home, nor a place for fun. You can't follow me while I'm at work."
Yin Feng poked the plate with his chopsticks, lowered his head, and stopped talking.
You Mingxu really hated the way he was, it made her unable to vent her hot temper.
On the other end, Xu and Fan heard it all clearly and were still snickering. You Mingxu gave them a cold look, then recalled the look on Yin Feng's face when he was lying in the corridor in the middle of the night last night and looked up at her. She sighed inwardly, and simply brought her own hot pot over and placed it between her and Yin Feng.
Xu and Fan's chopsticks fell empty, and they both started shouting: "Hey, hey, hey..."
You Mingxu didn't bother to pay attention to them and lowered his head to continue eating. Seeing that Yin Feng still hung his head and did not move, he said calmly: "Don't you want to taste it? Eat quickly."
Yin Feng raised his head and took a look at her expression: "Okay!"
The two of them ate in silence for a while, and You Mingxu asked, "Do you think it tastes good or bad now?"
Yin Feng hesitated for a moment and replied, "It's OK. I can eat it."
You Mingxu finally smiled and said slowly, "No matter how delicious it is, you have to finish it, understand? You have to cherish the food. We police officers are often on missions, and we don't have time to eat this kind of food. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's hard to go from luxury to frugality."
He nodded vigorously and buried his head in eating.
You Mingxu thought: Why should I teach him this? He really thinks he is his own mother, damn it.
Not long after, two tall policemen came running over, smiling and looking a little embarrassed, and greeted You Mingxu: "Sister You." "Sister You."
You Mingxu: “Yeah.”
It’s not that You Mingxu is older than them, but her reputation is so well-known that Sister You is like a nickname, and sometimes even the director calls her out. One policeman asked, "Is this writer Yin? I'm a big fan of his books!" Another said, "Me too!"
Everyone in the police station had heard more or less about Yin Feng's accident this time.
You Mingxu did not comment. Yin Feng glanced at them and lowered his head to continue eating.
A policeman could not hide his excitement: "Yes! He looks exactly like the photo on the Internet. Writer Yin, can you sign an autograph for me?"
"I want an autograph too, can I? Writer Yin?"
The two men took out the small case notebooks they carried with them and handed over the pen.
Yin Feng didn't show any expression. It was unclear whether it was because he was used to this kind of scene or he simply didn't understand what they were saying. He just glanced at them again, then looked at You Mingxu, as if waiting for the parents to speak.
You Mingxu suddenly felt that this situation was quite fresh.
So she nodded casually.
Yin Feng put down his chopsticks and took the notebook. The moment he held the pen, he was visibly stunned for a moment, and then he wrote quickly and finished it in one go. The two words "Yin Feng" appeared on the paper.
Even though You Mingxu's handwriting is ugly, one can see that the signature is vigorous, wild and domineering, and very beautiful.
After signing both names, he handed the food back and continued eating. The two policemen looked at the signature, then at the person, overjoyed. One of them asked cautiously, "Writer Yin, can we... take a photo with you?"
This time, there was no need to ask You Mingxu for permission, Yin Feng frowned slightly.
You Mingxu said, "Come on, I still have to eat. Are you not satisfied with just getting an autograph? Get lost."
The two of them chuckled, unwilling to force it, and thanked him a few more times before leaving.
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