soul seeker

Mucheng laughed when he heard it, "Are you allergic to everything you like?"

"I'm not allergic to people, so it shouldn't matter if I steal a fish ball." He picked up his fork as he spoke.

"Hey," Dou Yun patted Mu Cheng's arm while Mu Cheng was blocking her, and gestured with his eyes, "Look over there."

"What?" Mucheng turned his head and saw a familiar face a few tables away.

That person also saw Mucheng, and immediately beckoned the waiter to pay the bill.

Mucheng himself thought that seeing this person again would cause ups and downs in his heart, but he didn't expect that now, a few tables and more than ten years have passed, that person seems to be a stranger with a familiar appearance, caring more about his side than himself Xian Miao, with the fish balls on her fork, was about to put it in her mouth, "Don't eat it!"

He snatched the fork.

Xianmiao stared at the snatched fishball, and Mucheng smiled and pushed his face over.

"Well, this, I haven't introduced myself yet." Dou Yun was so disgusted, he picked up the glass and took a sip of water.

"Oh, my name is Shen Xianmiao, yes, yes... how should I put it, I'm a writer, it's embarrassing to say that."

"Are you a writer?" Mucheng looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't I tell you?" Xian Miao also looked back at him in surprise.

The corner of Dou Yun's mouth twitched, "How long have you guys known each other?"

"Two days." Mucheng replied lightly.

"Two days?! Are you really "young" playing "Flash"?"

"Didn't I tell you?"

"Say, have you said it? Why didn't I pay attention?"

While Dou Yun was in a trance, Cheng Junnan came back.He was tall, wearing a black tweed coat with a simple cut, a plaid shirt inside, and thin-rimmed eyes. He looked clean and good-looking, gentle and calm, with the unique calmness of a doctor.It was completely different from the image he had had when he made a quick appearance a few hours ago.

Mucheng finally understood why a person who said that he was not married actually "married".

"What are you talking about?" He sat down and looked at Xian Miao, "Who is this?"

"Shen Xianmiao, Mucheng has known friends for two days." Dou Yun took the kettle and filled Cheng Junnan's cup, emphasizing the word "friend".

"Oh." He nodded and smiled clearly.

"My name is Cheng Junnan, and he is Dou Yun, both doctors."

"Then how long have you two known each other?" Mucheng tapped his knuckles on the table.

"One year." Dou Yun said to himself.

"Married" myself in one year?!"

Before Dou Yun could explode, Xian Miao approached, "What do you mean by "married"? You two are a couple?"

"Yes." Cheng Junnan took a sip of water and began to eat. With his left hand, he grabbed Dou Yun's left hand that was idle on his right leg and raised it to show off the ring.

Just as Mucheng was about to make a sour expression, the blushing Dou Yun knocked on the table with the handle of a fork, "Do you have the right to make such an expression, since the two of you came in, I've been so sour!"

"Tch," Mucheng turned his head to look at Xianmiao who was looking at the menu, "Have you decided what to eat?"

"Yes, how about you?"

"Just order the same as you. Want wine?"

Xian Miao shook her head, "I" pour it in a glass."

"Then we'll have to take a look, and drink some red wine."

"Aren't you going to drive?" Dou Yun ate a salad.

"Oh, then I'll just order you a can of beer." Mu Cheng looked at Xian Miao with a smile.

"Oh no, I will really turn into a puddle of mud, mud!"

"It's okay, my car is small, but a puddle of mud can still hold it."