The air is filled with the strong aroma of coffee, which is sweet and delicious.
Luo Qingchen knew almost instantly that he was not here.
Because his appearance and figure have been firmly engraved in her mind, so clearly.
"Hello, are you Mr. Ji Chen?" The manager on duty at Bi'an Coffee House came up and asked politely.
"How do you know?" Ji Chen pretended to be arrogant and fiddled with his tie and said, "Could it be that you... have a crush on..."
"Ahem—" the duty manager's cheeks turned red, and he interrupted him instantly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, it was Mr. Ye who asked me to wait here for your arrival."
"Mr. Ye?" Ji Chen shrugged and said, "He even opened a coffee shop behind my back!"
"Yes." She took out two admission tickets and said, "Mr. Ye asked me to give this to you. He has something to do."
"Got it! Pack two cups of Strawberry Oulet for me." After taking the ticket, Ji Chen said to Su Lan beside him: "You can order whatever you want to drink!"
"Blue Mountain Coffee."
"Hello, the total is 78 yuan."
"Ah, you still need money?" Ji Chen rummaged through his pockets and found that he didn't bring a wallet at all. Then he cleared his throat and said, "Please record it in General Ye's ledger!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji -" the manager on duty said awkwardly: "We don't accept credit here."
Ji Chen frowned and glanced at Su Lan. Su Lan hurriedly shook her head and said, "I didn't bring a bag..."
"I have, I have..." Luo Qingchen looked at the two young masters and could not help but smile awkwardly, took out 100 yuan from her wallet and said: "Here -"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the seven-color bracelet in his hand slipped quietly from his wrist.
"Oh, it's so considerate to have a little assistant." Ji Chen smiled and patted Luo Qingchen on the shoulder, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Five minutes later, the manager on duty handed them two drinks and said, "Welcome to visit next time—"
"I'm not coming!" Ji Chen snorted deliberately, pushed Luo Qingchen's back and walked forward while saying to Su Lan behind him: "Just wait here for Ye Zhijin, although I also I don’t know if he will come back.”
The moment she walked out of the coffee shop, Luo Qingchen felt a faint sense of loss in her heart.
After all, I still haven’t seen it—
She nodded slightly, listening to the sound of the wind chime ringing again at the door, a slight sadness flashed in her eyes.
Loss is like a sudden rain from the sky, which wets the memories hanging on the roadside.
Memories are accumulated in yesterday’s years and confused in today’s reality.
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The scene of a large-scale international mathematics exchange seminar.
Here are almost all the most powerful mathematical elites in the country, and the word 'proud' is written on everyone's face.
Be proud of being different from others.
Luo Qingchen met Ji Chen's biggest rival-Li Sheng.
That is the first place in the genius competition set up by the last large-scale international mathematics exchange symposium.
There is a competition every year at the seminar, with one-on-one people randomly taking the stage, and the loser stepping down.
Everyone has only one chance to be on stage, and the person who finally stands on stage wins.
"Hey, our defeated general, we meet again." Li Sheng snorted coldly, looked at him with a sarcastic smile and said: "I didn't expect you could still get the ticket?"
As early as a month ago, he used irregular means to rob all the tickets for this seminar.
Then he sold it to others on the Internet, all with real names. Unexpectedly, Ji Chen got the ticket.
"If you win this year, let's talk about it later, okay?" Ji Chen raised his eyes coldly, full of hostility. (To be continued)