C243 (1/2)

”Dawei, add a poached egg for me.”

”Well, you sit down. I'll add it to you later, daughter-in-law, and a poached egg!” Mu Wei was busy tossing the spoon. Below, he turned his head and called out to his wife in the kitchen.

”Ah A woman's answer came back in the kitchen.

Feeling that someone was close to him, Mu Wei looked up with a smile and asked, ”what do you want to eat? We have fried noodles, ramen, knife cutting... ” Mu Wei didn't finish speaking. Seeing the face of the visitor, he murmured twice in his throat. The spoon fell into the pot and the hot soup splashed up made him take a breath.

”You You... ”

Guo Yi looks at Mu Wei's face. He has just looked at a profile, but he has not found that half of his face has been disfigured. It should have been burned. His skin is red and wrinkled to a piece. But it is not very ferocious to look at, because Mu Wei's eyebrows are very kind and friendly.

Guo Yi looks at Mu Wei's face with his head slightly on his side. He can't tell what mood he has in his eyes. His eyes are heavy, as if there is an undercurrent flowing in.

Mu Wei steps backward and wants to run. Guo Yi grabs his wrist.

”Your wife is still in the kitchen. Do you want to leave your wife and run away?” Guo Yi sneers, the corner of his mouth is like a sharp sickle. ”But if you do, I take it for granted. After all, people like you...”

Guo Yi said this, did not continue to say, shook his head, full of contempt.

Mu Wei's face turned blue and white. Gradually, he stopped struggling, lowered his head and murmured: ”what do you want?” Guo Yi didn't speak. He released his hand and went to the seat nearest to Mu Wei. He said quietly, ”boss, two bowls of noodles.”

As Guo Yi sits down with him, the teenager, who is taking out his mobile phone to shoot a video, is stunned and looks up at Guo Yi.

Mu Wei looks at Guo Yi a few times and confirms that he really just wants to meet him. After that, he answers and turns to continue his work.

The noodles were good very quickly. They were cooked in less than a few minutes after cooking. Mu Wei prepared the noodles for them and turned to ask, ”do you want coriander and scallion?”

Guo Yi replied: ”to onion, not coriander.”

The youth also returned a sentence: ”I am not picky about food, all want.”

Mu Wei pursed his lips and helped them to bring the noodles. A bowl of noodles was covered with scallions, and a bowl of scallion cauliflower was also available. The boy smelled the fragrance. It was really good. Looking at it, he thought it must be very good. But he didn't move his chopsticks. He looked up at Guo Yi and whispered, ”do you think he can poison?”

Guo Yi didn't answer. He looked at the bowl of noodles, took a bite of chopsticks, looked up and said to the boy, ”it's delicious.” ”Really?”

The boy swallows his mouth and can't wait to taste it. He gives Guo Yi a thumbs up.

”It's good. It's delicious! This is one of the most delicious noodles I've ever had

Guo Yi didn't take a second bite. He just looked at the teenager and asked, ”is it really so delicious?”

”Of course, my mouth has eaten all the streets of Jinan!”

Guo Yi watched him eat noodles. After eating the bowl in front of him, the boy didn't seem to have enough. Guo Yi pushed his own.

The boy blushed with shame.

”When I'm growing up, I'll eat a little bit more,” he said, looking at Guo Yi. ”Don't you eat?”

Guo Yi shook his head: ”I'm a bit carsick. I can't eat it. You can eat it.”

”So? I'm not welcome

Then he took Guo Yi's bowl and continued to eat it. When it was finished, the boy reflected. Why should he eat what others had eaten? Later on, it seemed that it was nothing.

After eating the noodles, the boy saw that Guo Yi didn't move, so he could only sit there with him. There were fewer and fewer people in the shop, and the boy was more and more bored. He took out his mobile phone and simply played the mobile game.

Until 9:00 p.m., the last group of customers left the noodle shop. Mu Wei's wife saw Guo Yi still sitting there, and the car outside the door had been waiting for them. Mu Wei's wife was a typical rural woman, slightly fat, not tall, plain faced and ordinary in appearance.

She pulled Mu Wei's sleeve and asked, ”that guest doesn't look like the one in our town. He has been sitting here for more than three hours. Ah Wei, is he your friend?”

Mu Wei didn't make a sound. This person may not even be a friend he used to be? In fact, Mu Wei also thought about a lot of the pictures he repeated with Guo Yi, and the death methods shown on TV and newspapers, which he had done once in his dream. Now that this day comes, Guo Yi has done nothing. Has he not thought about it yet? Or is it not time?