Yun Yun 2

It was the rush hour for lunch, and the restaurant was full of people. In order to entertain more guests, a lot of extra seats were added, which narrowed the distance between people.

Sheng Van Gogh raised his hands and turned sideways in the crowd for a while before moving back to his seat. Unfortunately, there were only seats at the bar left.The students who came to eat sat elbow to elbow around the sushi chef, but they were not interested in the creation of sushi. They chatted in twos and threes and focused on the food in front of them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there is also a line for the bathroom." Sheng Fan wiped his hands and apologized to the girl sitting beside him.

"It's okay." The girl didn't look up, and pushed the menu towards Sheng Fan, "There are too many people, so I sent us one. Now, let's see what you want to eat."

"Have you ordered? I treat you, don't be polite."

"I've eaten at this restaurant since college, and I don't need to look at the menu, I just eat udon noodles." The girl raised her head and pulled her long hair into a ponytail, "What do you eat? "

"Hey, that's right, I don't need to look!" Sheng Fan didn't know where he felt an inexplicable desire to compare, and immediately covered the menu with his hands, turned his head to look into the girl's eyes, "I eat tempor Luo Dingshi."

"Okay." The girl nodded, with a smile in her eyes.

"Hmm." For some reason, Sheng Fan suddenly felt a little guilty, quickly retracted his gaze, and blindly groped around the edge of the plastic menu with both hands, trying to align the edge of the menu with the texture of the bar table top.

"Huh?" The girl quietly admired Sheng Fan's performance art for a while, and finally asked a somewhat puzzled monosyllabic question.

"...Ah?" Sheng Fan seemed to be taken aback by something, and suddenly sat up straight.

"Then shall we order?"

"Oh oh oh! That's right!" Only then did he realize that Sheng Fan grabbed the menu and waved it in the direction of the waiter.

"Oh yes, my name is..."

"Sheng...um..." The girl recalled the English letters she saw on the campus card just now, and blurted out a word. Suddenly realizing that Chinese characters have tones, she hesitated, thinking about the full name of the person in front of her. It's called "leftovers".

"Given, just call me Given."

"Faye." The girl put down her chopsticks and pointed to herself.

Sheng Fan took a deep breath subconsciously, and suddenly a different aroma wafted from the monotonous taste of the tempura set meal for several years.

"So you came to Vancouver with an undergraduate degree?" Sheng Fan leaned over and took a few napkins from the middle of the bar, and placed them between himself and Faye.

"Well. Sophomore, domestic 2+2+2 program, you have to study all the way here until you graduate with a master's degree. What about you?" Faye turned his head to look at Sheng Fan.

"high school."

"Wow, it's so early, have your family come here?"

"No, my mother... My parents are both in China. I came here after graduating from junior high school."

"Come here at such a young age, isn't it hard work?"

"It's okay, my mother has a college classmate who lives here. This aunt has been taking care of me when I came here, just like the host family here." Sheng Fan explained lightly, and lowered his head to grab two mouthfuls of rice.

"then you……"

"By the way, the book you borrowed for me today, can I borrow it again tomorrow?" Sheng Fan remembered something and interrupted Faye's questioning.

"According to the meaning of that regulation, it seems... so?" Faye tilted his head and thought for a while, "But you don't have to be in such a hurry? It's the same if you come back after the 7-day deadline."

"Well... I don't think you should always take up your quota. What if you still need to use it? Oh, by the way, I study law and go to the library every day, so it's convenient to renew."

"Well, you really go to the reading library every day." Faye affirmed Sheng Fan's statement earnestly, while nodding his head forcefully to express his sincere admiration for the school bully in front of him.

"I'm not! I didn't... eh?" Sheng Fan denied it and suddenly realized something was wrong, "How do you know I'm in the library every day?"

"I work and study. I go six hours a week and divide it into three days. Anyway, I can see you every time I go." Faye grabbed a chopstick and imitated Sheng Fan's frowning face and writing quickly with precision and vividness. look.

"So..." Sheng Fan lost his mind for a moment, put down the tableware in his hand, and stared into Faye's eyes, "So you helped me today because...?"

"Because...?" Faye pursed her lips slightly, frowned and thought for a moment, then tilted her head to look at Sheng Fan, with a playful look on her eyebrows, "Because...you look good?"

But Sheng Fan's stupefaction hadn't lasted long, when suddenly someone reached out and patted Faye on the shoulder. The boy standing behind the bar nodded politely at Sheng Fan, pointed to his wrist, and cast his waiting gaze on Faye. Faye.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I have class in the afternoon, so I have to go first."

The suddenly vacant seat next to him was immediately filled with new guests. Sheng Fan picked up the chopsticks and picked up the fried shrimp left on the rice in a daze. The scent that had been lingering in his breath disappeared at some point. up.