meet on slag road

Mu Qing's words were not polite. Yu Yifeng was taken aback by his question, but he was not annoyed. He just restrained the inappropriate smile on his face, looked at Mu Qing and asked, "If I said it was just a coincidence, would you believe it? me?"

There was no smile on Yu Yifeng's face, but there was no smile on Mu Qing's face.He looked at Yu Yifeng's face, and asked indifferently: "How can you make me believe you in such an overly elaborate coincidence?"

"I know this sounds absurd and unbelievable. After all, out of selfishness, I arranged for you and your colleagues to win the lottery. But I really didn't lie to you today. The two of us met here, really just coincide."

Yu Yifeng sighed softly and took out his phone, pressed the screen to find out the previous chat box, clicked on it and handed it to Mu Qing: "Look."

Mu Qing didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and before he could look away, the news on Yu Yifeng's phone screen directly caught his eyes.

On the dialog box with a plain background is the chat history between Yu Yifeng and a certain person. The other party sent a picture with the address of the library and a message asking Yu Yifeng to borrow books for help.

"This is the old gentleman who rented my house. He has bad legs and feet and can't go out recently, but he wants to recreate the dishes that his wife used to cook for his family when he was alive. Please ask me to borrow recipes before his wife. Find him this book in his library—the one his wife used to check out."

Yu Yifeng looked at Mu Qing, and patiently explained to him, "So, we met here today, it's really not because I wanted to do something that might make you unhappy."

Combining the message with time in the chat record and Yu Yifeng's own speech, it sounds like this encounter was really just a coincidence.But.....it doesn't seem to be so accidental.

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows: "Really? But if I read the introduction of the library section at the door correctly, the recipes should be in the C03 area opposite. You can look for it in the classics area—heh."

He smiled softly, and added the follow-up words unhurriedly: "Is it because the book "100 New Home Cooking Dishes 2020 Edition" is written on the cover, and it was born around 1800?"

These words carried a feeling that Yu Yifeng was very familiar with, and they were unique to Mu Qing, that kind of gentle, reserved and slightly aggressive yin and yang.

Yu Yifeng met Mu Qing's not-so-gentle eyes, but couldn't help laughing: "Well, I admit, it's not a coincidence that I will appear here, but when I just walked into the library, it happened to be Saw you."

Mu Qing didn't answer, but his eyes were full of distrust.

Yu Yifeng sighed again, and simply said the rest of the words completely bluntly: "I just saw you coming here, so I plan to come over to say hello to you. The purpose of saying hello is to refresh the sense of presence. You forgot that there is someone like Yu Yifeng—but as soon as I walked around the bookshelf, I saw a few books on your head shaking. I pulled you before I could call you, that's why we are in such a hurry See you there."

He couldn't be more clear about what he said, and finally said to Mu Qing: "If you still think I can't be trusted, then we can go to the front desk to check the surveillance now, I really didn't follow you."

Mu Qing was silent for a moment, did not nod in agreement, but did not continue to question him either.After all, although Yu Yifeng's previous behavior was somewhat unreliable, he had never done such an extremely uncomfortable behavior as tailgating.

The librarian walked over from the next door pushing a small trolley filled with books. Seeing that the two people who were almost in distress just now were still in place, he was stunned for a moment, and then there was a bit of praise and gratitude in his eyes: "Mr. Are you looking at the books on the floor for me, worried that someone will step on them? You are so enthusiastic and kind, thank you very much!"

It's not because of enthusiasm and kindness that the two stayed:  ……

Seeing that neither of them responded immediately, the librarian showed a little more hesitation in the expression on his face.Mu Qing quickly reacted, smiled and exchanged a few words with him, and when the chat was over, he turned around and left without mercy.

Yu Yifeng knew very well the truth of accepting what he saw, so he didn't intend to continue to provoke Mu Qing, so he stood there for a while, intending to wait for Mu Qing to go further before going out.Seeing this, the librarian next to him asked him in surprise, "Aren't you going to have a drink with that gentleman?"

"Well, I really want to have a drink with him. But unfortunately, this is just my unilateral proposal, and he has no intention of being friends with me yet."

"Oh, what a pity." The librarian gave him a sympathetic look, and comforted him, "But it's okay, Moscow wasn't built in a day, as long as you meet again, you can definitely make friends."

"Thank you, I think so too." Yu Yifeng said with a smile, told him goodbye politely, turned and walked towards the cook book area.

The colors of the books in the cooking area are quite different from those in the classics area.The colorful spines are neatly arranged on the shelf in different categories. Opening a book and double it will make people's index fingers twitch.

Although Internet searches are very convenient now, there are still not too few people here.Yu Yifeng walked through the slightly crowded crowd and found the book on the picture after some effort.

The heating in the library is fully turned on, and people will feel thirsty if they stay for a long time.Yu Yifeng licked his slightly dry lips, and planned to buy a drink at the drink area on the edge and take a rest before registering the book and taking it away.

There are fewer people in the commercial area than in the cooking area just now, but it is not too small compared to usual.Yu Yifeng took the book and casually glanced among the guests, but when he glanced to the corner, the people he saw suddenly pinned him in place.

It's Mu Qing.

He was sitting by the window in the commercial area, and next to him was a young man who couldn't see his face clearly. The two of them were very close, and there was a faint laughter. Stuff, attitude is indescribable intimacy.

For a moment, Yu Yifeng's mind was almost blank.

Before chasing after him, it's not that he hadn't thought about the possibility that there would be someone else by Mu Qing's side, but subconsciously he was unwilling to make up this situation as the truth—after all, according to the information he got before, it was true that he and Mu Qing came here together. The only person who keeps this distance is yourself.

But now someone else was sitting next to Mu Qing.

Anger burned instinctively in his heart, Yu Yifeng clenched the book in his hand, and subconsciously wanted to walk over to drive away the people around Mu Qing, but before he could take the step, Mu Qing suddenly raised his head and walked towards Yu Yifeng glanced in the direction.

The ice-cold gaze was like a basin of cold water pouring down from Yu Yifeng's head, instantly extinguishing his almost boiling jealousy and anger in his chest.

When he was in China, he and Mu Qing separated so tragically. A large part of the reason was that he got one-sided information and made speculations, and then did irreparable things again and again.

Now that I have managed to find my former lover in a foreign country again, do I want to completely ruin the possibility of the two of them reconnecting because of the same reason?

Yu Yifeng kept telling himself that this was just a misunderstanding, he clenched his fists and forced himself to calm down, and walked to the counter with a nonchalant expression: "A glass of caramel mocha."

He took advantage of the waiting time to try to calm himself down, and Mu Qing on the window sill didn't look much better at the moment.

Seeing the teacher's sudden cold face, the students beside Mu Qing were startled and looked anxious: "Master, teacher, is there any problem with my thesis?"

"No, you wrote very well." Seeing that Yu Yifeng did not make trouble, Mu Qing withdrew his attention and continued to concentrate on explaining the minor problems in the thesis to the students.

Time passed by every minute and every second, until the sun was westward and the lights were turned on in the library, the students who asked for advice left gratefully.

Yu Yifeng sat on the other side of the commercial area with his back to them, the caramel mocha in his hand was already cold, but he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Just now when he was looking for a place with the cup, he found that there were study materials on the table. After sitting there for a while, he realized that it was just a student asking a question.

Yu Yifeng's rationality kept telling himself that he should leave, but his feet didn't listen and stuck him in place stubbornly.

It had been too long since he had heard Mu Qing's gentle voice, and it had been too long since he had heard Mu Qing laugh without any haze.

Such gentle Mu Qing made Yu Yifeng subconsciously think of the days when he was in Chaohai. He and Mu Qing walked side by side to the teaching building. Do everything that the "Flower of Gaoling" in my mind will do.

The frivolous and arrogant Mu Qing in the bar and the gentle and gentle Mu Qing in the school alternately appeared in his mind, making him confused for a moment which one was real and which one was fake.The only thing that is certain is that no matter which one, it has a fatal attraction to him.

"Boom."

A colorful candy hit the table in front of him, bounced lightly, and jumped onto the open menu in front of him.

Yu Yifeng raised his head, just as Mu Qing was putting the hand that had thrown the candy into his pocket, and said to him flatly, "Thank you for not making a fuss just now."

"I—" Yu Yifeng wanted to say that I didn't intend to make trouble at all, I just wanted to hear your voice, but when the words came to my lips, he suddenly changed to another sentence, "I want to ask you a question."

It was rare for Mu Qing to see such a well-written paper, and he was in a better mood than when he first met Yu Yifeng, so he didn't turn around and leave immediately: "What?"

Yu Yifeng met his gaze and took a deep breath: "I want to ask - which one of you is the real you?"

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Several years later, every time Yu Yifeng recalled the problems of that day, he would sigh deeply: Was I sick at that time?