Footsteps came from the corridor outside.
Ji Rang heard a middle-aged male voice say: "Why Yingying has been there for so long and hasn't come back? Go in and have a look."
Yu Zhuo was so angry that he changed his voice: "That's the women's toilet! Go to you!"
Ji Rang stepped back two steps to get a distance away, and made a shush gesture with his index finger on his lips. After the match, she felt like she was stupid, shit, she couldn't speak.
The sound of footsteps gradually approached.
Ji Rang pulled down his neckline, turned around and jumped up towards the ventilation window, and turned out.
Qi Ying exclaimed silently and rushed to the window to look down. At the height of the second floor, Ji Rang steadily landed on the ground, got up and clapped his hands, strode onto the mountain bike parked downstairs.
The roar suddenly sounded, and the black and red shadows pulled out an afterimage in the air and disappeared from her sight.
Behind him, Yu Zhuo leaned in sneakily, and he was relieved when he saw Qi Ying standing in the rest room. With lingering fear, he glanced at the door of the women's bathroom, and reported to the foreign exchange: "My sister is okay, looking at the scenery by the window!"
He also leaned over to the window and glanced twice. He saw nothing except the tail smoke that had not yet dissipated in the air, and he pulled Qi Ying away with a depressed expression.
When they got downstairs, Yu Cheng drove them to an Italian restaurant for dinner.
When I looked at the menu, the price was really expensive. Qi Ying also saw it. After turning around, I only needed a vegetable salad. Yu Cheng found her mind, when she was holding the menu and looking at it, her eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
He whispered: "Your aunt told me before that Yingying likes spaghetti the most."
Yu Zhuo was taken aback, and turned his head to look at his father.
The corners of Yu Cheng's eyes were a little red, and he covered his eyes by rubbing his eyes, "Can't your aunt go, I can't even let her daughter eat pasta."
He greeted the waiter and ordered the signature pasta on the menu.
When the food was served, Qi Ying was obviously stunned, and looked up at Yu Cheng.
Yu Cheng exaggerated his mouth: "Eat quickly."
She smiled, nodded, held the fork, rolled up a circle and put it in her mouth. This is the first time she has eaten spaghetti, but it tastes like a familiar old friend, greeted all the way from the tip of her tongue.
Suddenly a woman's loving face flashed in his mind.
She sat across from her and said to herself softly: "Yingying, eat quickly. After we finish eating, we will pick up Dad from get off work."
Her heart shrank fiercely, like a puncture needle, and the pain almost made her tears come out.
This body still cannot accept the memories of the parents.
Qi Ying gritted his teeth and held back, forcibly interrupting the familiar and unfamiliar picture in his mind. Yu Zhuo cut his own steak, forkped a few pieces and put it on her plate, "Sister, this is delicious."
She understood what he meant and nodded with a smile.
After lunch, Yu Cheng sent them back to school to continue class.