Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Shiche continued to peel the eggs, and asked calmly, "What are you going to do today."

She bit the salted egg yolk, of course it was impossible to say that she was going to find Yan Chu, "Do nothing, stay with mom."

"in hospital?"

She frowned, not understanding why he asked such an obvious question, "Of course."

Hearing this, Mo Shiche just hummed lightly and said nothing, then put all the yolks of the salted duck eggs into her bowl, and he ate the egg whites by himself.

Luo Qiangwei didn't have any idea either, he would eat it after peeling her, but she used to give him all kinds of breakfasts, but basically they couldn't reach him, and Luo Hongying threw them away in the name of being unhealthy.

After breakfast, Mo Shiche sent Luo Qiangwei back to the hospital before leaving.

Luo Qiangwei went to the hospital to wash her hands, waited for 10 minutes and came out again.

Really... sneaking around is like being a thief.

She immediately took a taxi to the fountain in the central garden of Wutong Street, but she didn't see the slender figure she was looking for at all.

Luo Qiangwei clenched her hands tightly, and the time is only in the early twelve o'clock. Usually, Ah Chu would play the guitar here at least three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

No, she can't just leave like this!

Time passed slowly, the sky gradually turned from bright sun to sunset, Luo Qiangwei searched almost the entire Wutong Street, but found nothing.

Her long, slightly sweaty hair stuck to the side of her face. She stood on the side of the street and looked around blankly, not knowing which way to go.

Suddenly, an old woman selling candied haws walked by her side, and she hurriedly grabbed him, "Hi auntie, I want to ask, have you ever seen a man who is about this tall, wearing that casual T-shirt?" jeans,"

She stretched out her hand and gestured, "He can play the guitar, he raises a lot of butterflies, he sits by the fountain here, and he comes every Friday..."

The old lady thought for a while, then shook her head, "I haven't seen it before."

Luo Qiangwei put down her hands in a slump, "...I'm sorry, thank you."

Is the timeline of this life really different?

Is it... She will never see Ah Chu again, never know him again?

At this time, the phone rang, and she swipe to answer it without looking at it. A man's deep voice came from the other end, "Where is it?"

"In the hospital," she said in a moodless manner, "Let's do this first, it's inconvenient here."

She hung up after finishing speaking.

A piercing beep came from the earpiece.

On the car parked on the street, the man moved away the mobile phone next to his ear, and looked up at the woman in a slender dress standing by the fountain not far away.

She seemed to be very disappointed, and she didn't care about the wind blowing her long brown hair. She kept looking around, as if she was trying to find something.

Lied him to be in the hospital, what did he come here for?

Mo Shiche was about to get out of the car when he suddenly heard a familiar and crisp shout, "Ah Chu—"

His hand that pushed the car door suddenly stopped, and then his whole body became stiff, like an invisible sharp arrow shot from behind, piercing his heart effortlessly!

He turned his head slowly, and saw Luo Qiangwei not far away with her hands around her mouth, the wind blowing her beautiful skirt, she shouted hoarsely and anxiously, "Yan Chu! Yan Chu—"

The man's heart, which had always been cold and hard, was shaken heavily by these two simple words, and a feeling of extremely sour and powerless panic spread like poison at the nerve endings, spreading all over his body in an instant.

The distinct sense of loss pricked his nerves, and Mo Shiche's Adam's apple rolled, but he felt like it was stuck in his throat.