Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

When Lin Xi walked into the restaurant holding her breath, Chen Lan and the others were already sitting at the table and ordered their dishes. Seeing Lin Xi come in alone, Chen Lan hurriedly asked her to sit next to her and asked.

"Didn't you say you were going to wait for Song Zhiqing and the others? Why did you come in alone?"

"He's outside." Lin Xi sat on the stool with her head down, her voice sounding a little weak.

"Oh, that's good." Chen Lan nodded. Noticing that Lin Xi looked a little depressed, she couldn't help but reach out and pat her shoulder, asking with concern, "What's wrong with you? You were fine just now, why do you look unhappy now?"

"It's okay, it's just too hot outside. I feel a little dizzy." Lin Xi pursed her lips, leaned her head on Chen Lan's shoulder, and sighed as if to relieve herself.

"Did you get heatstroke?" Hu Aihong, who had heard the conversation, reached out and touched Lin Xi's forehead, then handed her a glass of water. "It feels okay to touch. Drink a glass of water first, and you'll be fine after dinner."

"Thank you, Sister Aihong." Lin Xi reached out to take the water, took a sip and put it back on the table, still looking listless.

More and more people came into the restaurant. The crackling sound of frying in the kitchen mixed with the diners' chatting and laughing made Lin Xi's temples feel a little swollen.

She lowered her eyes, her mind still recalling the scene she had just seen. Her fingers hidden in her pocket were stroking the handkerchief she had just bought at the supply and marketing cooperative. The originally dry and soft fabric was now slightly damp from her grasping it.

"Old Song! Over here!" Li Bin, who was sitting opposite Lin Xi, suddenly stood up and shouted towards the door.

Lin Xi's back stiffened, and she didn't look back. Although it was very noisy all around, she seemed to be able to distinguish Song Guanwen's footsteps from the sounds. They were neither fast nor slow, and each step seemed to step on her aching forehead, making her feel a little irritated for no reason.

As soon as Song Guanwen stepped into the restaurant, he saw Lin Xi sitting at the table with her back to him.

Although I don't understand how she came in in the blink of an eye when she clearly saw me and was waving to me just now.

But looking at her small body, leaning on the shoulder of the girl next to her as if she had no bones, and the girl next to her gently stroking her back as if coaxing a child, Song Guanwen couldn't help but curl his lips.

Hearing Li Bin's greeting, Song Guanwen nodded at him, striding towards the table, but his eyes never left Lin Xi.

But after a moment, he realized something was wrong. Li Bin's voice was very loud. As soon as he opened his mouth, many people in the restaurant looked in his direction, and then followed his gaze and noticed him at the door. Even the educated youth at their table turned around and nodded at him.

Under normal circumstances, no matter where they were, before Li Bin finished speaking, Lin Xi would look up at him, then bend her bright eyes and smile sweetly at him, just like a squirrel hiding a pine cone.

But now that he had walked to the table and was about to sit down, Lin Xi still maintained the posture of leaning on Chen Lan's shoulder, without even raising her head, as if she had not noticed him at all.

"Sorry, I was busy just now and came late." When he arrived at the table, Song Guanwen nodded slightly to everyone and said sorry, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at Lin Xi.

She lowered her head, a few strands of hair hanging down on the sides of her slightly red face, and her sweaty bangs covered most of her eyes, making it difficult to see her expression.

Song Guanwen frowned, his eyes involuntarily falling on the corners of her lips which were tightly pursed and a little pale, and his heart tightened involuntarily.

Li Bin moved his butt to make room for Song Guanwen. Just as he was about to ask him to sit down, he saw that the man had been standing there for a long time without moving, so he couldn't help but look up.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Song Guanwen looked at Lin Xi, who was leaning weakly on Chen Lan with drooping eyelids and a somewhat ugly expression, and leaned over and asked with a frown.

"No."

Lin Xi's body stiffened imperceptibly for a moment, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and hid her face in the socket of Chen Lan's shoulder. Her tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

"I guess I got too hot waiting for you outside just now." Chen Lan hugged her to her chest, reached out to brush away the strands of hair stuck to her cheek, and explained, "It will be fine after a while."

Upon hearing this, the male educated youth opposite noticed Lin Xi's abnormality and couldn't help but look over.

"Are you suffering from heatstroke? Should I go buy some medicine?" Zhang Jianguo scratched his head and asked.

"Yes, it's much hotter in the city than in the village. It's so stuffy. Don't get sick." Li Bin also echoed.

"No, I'm really fine. Thank you everyone. I just didn't eat much this morning, so I'm a little hungry now and I don't have much energy."

Seeing that everyone cared about her, Lin Xi felt embarrassed to ruin everyone's rare mood for dinner in the city because of her mood, so she forced herself to cheer up, smiled and shook her head at everyone.

"Oh! So you're hungry." Li Bin slammed the table as if he had suddenly realized something, and reached out to tug at Song Guanwen's clothes. "Old Song, please sit down quickly. We're waiting for you and Chen Zhiqing, otherwise we would have started eating long ago. By the way, where's Chen Zhiqing?"

"I'm here, I'm here! Sorry, sorry, I kept you waiting for so long." As soon as Li Bin finished speaking, Chen Caiqing, who was wearing a goose yellow blouse, hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and walked to the table, holding a bag of things in her hand.

"Wow! Caiqing, why did you change your clothes?" Looking at her new bra, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but exclaim, "This bra is so beautiful!"

"This was sent to me by my aunt. I just got my clothes dirty, so I changed into it. That's why I was delayed." Chen Caiqing smiled and put the bag on the table. "To apologize, I'll treat everyone to some popsicles."

As she spoke, she opened the bag. The edges of the popsicles wrapped in the wrapping paper had already melted a little, but the cool breeze that hit them still made everyone shiver in pleasure.

"Eat it quickly, otherwise it will melt and become difficult to hold." Seeing that no one was moving, Chen Caiqing hurriedly greeted them, and then personally picked up the popsicles and handed them to everyone.

"I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself." Looking at the popsicle handed to him, Song Guanwen frowned and refused.