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"You are indeed here." Jiang Huan bent down and put his hands on the window frame and said, "I called Dr. Zhou, and he said that you had dinner together and then separated, but I knocked on the door where you live, but there was no movement , Miaoran sent me a message saying that I have called you and you have not answered, and I am very worried about you."

Miao An listened to Jiang Huan talking about looking for her everywhere today, and suddenly realized that she might not have hallucinations, and the person standing in front of her was really Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan, who is alive, able to move, talk, and think, is not the Jiang Huan who often appears in his imagination.

"I remembered that you used to come here to eat wontons, so I wanted to try my luck." Jiang Huan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled when he said this, "I didn't expect to meet you, but the wonton stand is no longer there It’s here, we’ve changed places, if you want to eat, I’ll take you there.”

While speaking, Jiang Huan walked around to the co-pilot's seat, opened the door and sat in directly.

Miao An held the steering wheel with his hands. Instead of starting the car, he stared straight ahead. After a while, he asked the question he had been wanting to ask since he came back:

"Have you been taken away?"

Miao An felt that Jiang Huan was abnormally lively, and the sum of what he had said to himself in the past two days almost exceeded all the words he had said before.

"Did you know about Duoshe? It's the kind written in novels. Miaoran has many books like that. He said that you young people will read them, that is, they are ghosts?"

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Huan smiled instead of anger, "Do you think I am too far behind before?"

"You didn't talk so much nonsense before." Miao An started the car with her head tilted, and he asked Jiang Huan how to get there. Jiang Huan gave him an approximate location, which was not far from here. destination.

It should be said that it was driven from one ruin to another semi-ruin. This is also a demolition site, but it may have just started, and the word "demolition" on most of the buildings is still clearly visible.

"There is a flat place here, and they have good stalls." Jiang Huan explained, pointing to a few food stalls not far away, "The barbecue is gone, the boss has returned to his hometown, and there is an additional noodle stall, which also sells steamed buns. Plant it, and the wonton stall is next to it.”

Miao An looked through the window and found that these stalls were very small. There were only two small tables and a few small chairs in front of the wonton stall, which looked even more shabby than before.

Regardless of whether Jiang Huan has been taken away or not, it is good that the owner of the wonton stall has not been taken away. Now Miao An only wants to eat a bowl of hot and fragrant wontons, preferably the kind that can burn to the tip of his heart.

Miao An got out of the car, and he didn't care whether Jiang Huan got off or not, so he went straight to the wonton stall.

Fortunately, the boss is still the one in my memory, but he looks a little older. Before, he only looked a little gray at the sideburns, but now the white hair has spread on his head.

Miao An asked for a bowl of wontons, and asked the boss to give more green onions, and then went to the stall next door to buy a basket of meat buns, and put them on the table next to the wonton stall, and then he found one that looked clean. The chair sat down.

Jiang Huan also followed, he and the boss asked for wontons, and then sat down across from Miao An.

Miao An was eating the steamed stuffed bun. He looked up at Jiang Huan, pulled the steamer towards him, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

"You don't like me talking too much, do you?" Jiang Huan asked softly, "You like talking less?"

Miao An ignored him and continued to eat his own.

To be honest, the taste of this steamed stuffed bun is very average, but it can comfort the Chinese stomach of Miao An. Although there are many Chinese food abroad, both expensive and cheap, they always taste almost the same, unlike now, although it is very delicious. The xiao long bao in the noodles looks a bit strange, and the meat stuffing tastes a bit strange, but Miao An is very content.

When the wontons were served, Miao An quickly reached out to pick them up, but the boss smiled and said no, the boss said that he was used to serving them, but it didn’t feel hot.

"You haven't been here for a long time." The boss put down the wontons and rubbed his hands, "I thought I couldn't see the old customers if I changed places."

"Do you remember me?" Miao An was a little surprised. He thought that the boss had so many guests that he would not remember him going there just a few times.

"I remember, I remember both of you." The boss brought another bowl of cooking to Jiang Huan, "You always dress well and look handsome, of course I remember, haha, And this guy, he always eats a big bowl, you like to ask for more green onions, and he likes to put more seaweed."

"Oh, yes, I think scallions are delicious..." Miao An stirred the wontons, stirring the green shallots from top to bottom, and then mixed them with minced meat, accompanied by fresh and tender wontons.

"It's been a while since I saw you two, I thought I won't be able to, after all, I won't do it this year after finishing it," the boss sighed slightly when he said this, "I'm old, I can't do it anymore .”

After saying this, the newcomer asked the boss to take an order, so the boss left in a hurry, and only Miao An and Jiang Huan were left on the table.

Miao An ate the wontons, thinking that he could become a regular customer after only a few visits. It seemed that it was because he was extraordinary enough to make people memorable.

As for Jiang Huan, it should be because he ate a lot.

Jiang Huan didn't put any barrier stickers on today. Miao An was not used to seeing his slippery neck. He remembered that Zhou Xiaoke said that Jiang Huan's control was not bad two years ago. If he can maintain stability, maybe he can Slowly stop the drug.

That's right, Miao An was sitting here, but she didn't smell Jiang Huan's pheromone.

It was the same in the car just now, and Miao'an didn't smell the pleasant smell of vetiver either.

"If you like me to be quiet, I can also be quiet like before." Jiang Huan said suddenly, "The former and the present are all me, I haven't been taken away or anything, I just lived in the past two years I often regret the decision to break up with you at the beginning, so I think if I get better, is there a chance to start over with you."

"Is it better to talk too much?"

The soup was really hot, and Miao An couldn't help frowning after taking a sip.

"Before I got sick, I was actually about the same as now." Jiang Huan lowered his head and stirred the soup in the bowl, "It looks like an ordinary male college student. Of course, I am no longer a college student. The time when I met you is my life. It's the darkest time in the movie... so I was kind of weird back then."

"so what?"

"So now I... just..."

Jiang Huan suddenly got stuck when he said this. He blinked his eyelids and hesitated for a long time before saying again:

"It's just that I want to chase you again now..."

When Jiang Huan was talking, Miao An finished a bowl of wontons, and he picked up the bowl to drink up the soup. During the period, because the soup was too hot, he paused a few times, and finally he frowned into the word Chuan, and finally drank it. took the last bite.

Miao An took out the inferior paper towel on the table and wiped her mouth, then rolled the paper into a ball and held it in her hand.

"You think you are normal, so you want to start again with me." Miao An nodded, "It's good, at least let me know that more than two years haven't brought about any essential changes in you, you are still The selfish man before, it has nothing to do with whether you talk too much or not, it’s really good, it’s really good, we can even play a game called who is more selfish than who, and who is meaner than who... Jiang Huan, if you want to break up with me, then break up, if you want to start again, start again, what do you think of me? I used to think that you were my dog, but now I find that in your eyes, I am also your dog ,Is it right?"

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Ah, just, when I write, I think I'm really... ah... what a self.

This article will definitely he, no doubt.

This article will certainly not be too cruel.

And it is also a story that pulls each other. In fact, I think what Miao An said is similar, but who cares more about whom.

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