She walked very quickly, her back straight, her footsteps were sonorous and powerful, and she stepped hard step by step. She didn't seem to be going to eat, but as if she had made up her mind to do something.
Her steps were quick and uneven, and she seemed a little nervous.
Like, going to the execution ground.
Shi Jinyang stared at her back quietly for a while, suddenly feeling that his metaphor was a bit ridiculous.
What else in this world is worth her nervousness
Looking away lightly, Shi Jinyang casually organized the documents on his desk, stood up and followed her pace and left the office.
When he went downstairs, Tong Yan was already waiting for him in the car.
She looked sideways at him, and when he got in the car, she started the car and headed towards the beach.
She went to a Western restaurant with a quiet environment, located on a remote section of the seaside.
On a winter night, the outside of the restaurant was dimly lit.
On the left and right sides of the garden leading to the restaurant, there was a faint sound of running water, and patches of water flowed out from the spring. The fresh sound of water seemed particularly quiet at night.
The restaurant Tong Yan chose was Shi Jinyang's usual dining place, and it was based on his preferences.
Shi Jinyang has never liked too noisy environments. If he dines out, he will stay here ** out of ten times.
Tong Yan has been here countless times, always with him.
Entering the restaurant, she found the dining area by familiar means. She chose a table in the corner by the window and sat down. She asked the waiter to order a few dishes at will. She tapped the table with the fork in her hand, as if she was deep in thought. What are you wearing
Crisp sounds echoed around the two of them again and again, and the atmosphere inexplicably made Shi Jinyang feel depressed.
He had a premonition that she seemed to have something to say.
But I couldn't guess what she wanted to say.
Looking in her direction, he asked directly, "Do you have something to say to me?"
"Thinking too much." Tong Yan's slender face slowly raised, she replied lightly, turned her head and called the waiter again, "A bottle of red wine."
"Okay, miss, please wait a moment!" The waiter bowed respectfully to the two of them, turned and left.
"Why are you interested in drinking today?" Shi Jinyang casually helped her place the tableware and asked casually.
"Have I not always been interested in wine?" Tong Yan replied perfunctorily.
"What?" Shi Jinyang's hand holding the knife paused, as if he doubted whether he heard correctly.
"Miss Tong actually has such a hobby?" He twitched the corners of his lips slightly and mocked lightly.
Tong Yan's words were actually just said casually, but he did not explain himself.
When the waiter brought over the dishes and wine they ordered, he generously opened the lid of the wine and poured wine for him and himself.
"Cheers to such a meaningful night!" Pata clinked the wine glasses with him, and drank all the wine in her glass in one gulp, regardless of whether he wanted to drink it or not.
Shi Jinyang just glanced at the wine she poured for him and did not reach out to touch it from beginning to end.
He looked levelly at her face, squinting his eyes as he stared at her quietly.
There was a hint of coldness and contempt in his eyes, and his eyes were so calm that there was no trace of ripples.
In his eyes, the child's face at this time might be like looking at a drunken little lunatic!
Okay, no warning, why are you drinking suddenly
"How can tonight be meaningful?" His tone was neither hasty nor slow.