Early the next morning, Hua Ting woke up to the smell of polenta.
She stomped downstairs, and as she expected, Jian Yi came out from the kitchen with a bowl of golden polenta.
When he turned around, he gave her an unexpected and warm hug.
After not seeing each other for two days, Jian Yi's embrace turned out to be so warm and soft, with a sweet scent of osmanthus flowers, just like his, sweet and greasy.
Being pushed by Jian Yi all the way to sit down at the dining table, Hua Ting turned her head and stared at him, her clear eyes accurately falling on the other person's two thick dark circles, "It's okay."
"Well," Jian Yi handed her a pair of chopsticks and moved a plate of white radish on the dining table to her hand, "I haven't eaten well in the past two days since I was away."
Hua Ting answered the question with a face full of confusion: "How did you do it so that Jian Maosheng didn't doubt you?"
"I knew you had a lot of questions," Jian Yi pointed to the bowl of golden polenta in front of her lovingly, "I'll tell you after I've had a few bites."
Hua Ting was not that obedient, but the pair of chopsticks raised in the air fell down smoothly, "You said, I will listen while eating."
Jian Yi said in a slow voice, "Just in case, I had already put a forged secret letter about the Communist Party into Director Liang's suit pocket."
But Hua Ting heard the sharpness like a blade.
She carefully recalled the scene that night, and finally she caught some clues, "No wonder you said hello to Director Liang before going to the toilet.
I didn't pay much attention.
You also know that there were two women hugging each other at that time.
"I," Hua Ting couldn't help but laugh when she said this, "I don't know what you did after that."
"Sister Hua, with my ability to do things, there is no need to worry."
Hua Ting looked at him intently, his smiling face reflected in her clear black and white eyes, with water-cut eyes as full as the moon.
"But I almost screwed up your mission."
"I know, Lao Jiang told me."
Jian Yi's attitude seemed to be uneasy at all.
"What will happen next?"
Hua Ting was quite worried, "You won't really listen to him and not let me participate in the operation, right?"
"Sister Hua, do you think I would do this to you?"
He put a mouthful of steamed yellow croaker into her mouth.
"Uh, maybe."
Hua Ting took it with her tongue.
Jian Yi smiled, but his face looked tired.
"You go upstairs and rest, I'll go to Las Villas after eating."
"I send you."
Sitting in Jian Yi's old-fashioned Jim car, Hua Ting began to feel uneasy for no reason.
In the two days when Jian Yi was away, she suffered from severe insomnia.
She didn't sleep for more than 3 hours a day.
The moment she just jumped down the stairs, or to be precise, the moment she saw him, she almost walked up the stairs ahead of him.
He pulled him into his arms and gave him a hug.
She knew very well what this dangerous emotion would bring to her, and she didn't want to leave too many emotional ties in such an era.
She wanted to leave, as soon as possible, and she didn't even know where she was.
What to panic about.
"What is Sister Hua thinking?"
"Nothing."
She turned to look out the window.
Compared with the war-torn civilian areas, the French Concession in Xuhui District is a paradise-like existence.
It is lined with green trees and has an elegant environment.
Next to the spacious street are two rows of towering trees covered with green clouds.
Under the cover of clusters of deep green branches and leaves, the garden villas of different styles in the Gongguan District are like a museum of architecture from all over the world.
And she stayed in such a safe and beautiful area, far away from the war and disputes, and spent the three years of the Republic of China comfortably.
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"You can't bear to leave me, right?"
Jian Yi turned the steering wheel half a circle with a smile, and the car followed the curve.
He can really guess everything.
Hua Ting didn't respond and continued to look at the scenery by the window.
It's the flower season, and the entire mansion area is covered with flowers.
Everywhere, the trees are as tender as babies and have transparent green leaves, filtering the sunlight exceptionally clear.
Not only is the scenery beautiful, but the pedestrians walking there are also as beautiful as the people in the painting.
This is a high-end residential area for the upper class, and people from the upper class come and go.
All of them were well-dressed and handsome, and she was one of them.
"Sister Hua, I know what you are thinking."
"Then please don't say it."
Jian Yi is considered a 100% qualified husband.
As long as he has free time, he will spend all his time with this "young lady" who is married to him through a match but is not actually married, but is as close as a brother and sister.
He is not only responsible for transporting the lady to and from get off work on time and cooking on time, but is also responsible for supervising her daily eating habits.
She is not allowed to be picky or anorexic and refuses to eat, and must maintain balanced nutrition.
Hua Ting grew up happily day after day in the warm home created by Jian Yi.
However, the stability and happiness that Jian Yi gave her made her increasingly uneasy.
On this day, Jane also asked her as usual: "What does Sister Hua want to eat at night?"
This time Hua Ting didn't hesitate at all: "Go to the Guangsha Hotel on the corner of the Bund on Nanjing Road."
"Why did the beautiful girl from Guangsha Hotel suddenly think of eating this?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just go."
This Guangsha Hotel, which was mainly made of red bricks, was still new and grand during the Republic of China.
By the time she celebrated her great-grandfather's birthday, it seemed much older and gloomier.
Fortunately, she was lucky enough to be able to see this formal building with her own eyes.
The Guangsha Hotel, which was in its glory days, felt like an inexplicable excitement of returning to a time-traveled place.
Unexpectedly, the standard of Guangxia Hotel in this era should not be too high.
Not only those who are disheveled are not allowed to enter, but those who are not well-dressed are also not allowed to enter.
Fortunately, Jian Yi was wearing a well-made Western suit with style.
Compared to her neutral and cheap dress, the doorman let her in with dignity.
After sitting down in the hotel's Western restaurant, Jian Yi gentlemanly handed the menu to Hua Ting to order.
She absent-mindedly ordered a set meal and prepared to sneak back to the time-traveling place in the name of using the toilet to stage a time-travel drama again.
But then she thought about it, maybe she could really go back in time, and she should say goodbye to Jian Yi and have a good meal.
Thinking of this, Hua Ting lowered her head and started ordering the dishes carefully.
The first appetizer was French-style vanilla-baked escargots.
Hua Ting handled the knife and fork skillfully, not forgetting to urge Jian Yi who was opposite him and slowly picking up the tableware, "Hurry up and finish your meal and get down to business."
Then she looked around. , it is clear at a glance that they are all people who are familiar with the rules of the Western food table.
Sure enough, anyone with a little bit of money in this era would like to worship foreigners.
"Doing business" Jian Yi heard in confusion.
"Um."
Hua Ting took a few sips of the second French soup, then called the waiter and added a few more Chinese dishes, including the drunken shrimp that her great-grandfather loved to eat.
"Sister Hua is very familiar with the dishes in this restaurant.
She comes here often."
Hua Ting sighed angrily and said, "It's in the future, and it will come often."
Jian Yi blinked twice, with a look on his face that wanted to smile but didn't.
Perhaps he wanted to be more serious, so he followed Hua Ting's message and asked: "Why, this hotel will still be there in the future?"
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"Otherwise, you would think you were bombed by the Japanese."
During the Republic of China, the word "Japanese" was a sensitive topic, and most people did not often talk about it.
Jane also put her index finger to her mouth, indicating her to whisper.
Hua Ting rolled her eyes in disgrace.
After the drunken shrimps were served, Hua Ting was the first to put one into Jian Yi's bowl, "Let me tell you, Jian Yi, if one day I leave, you must never stay unmarried for me, no matter what."
The legacy of the Jian Jian family still needs to be continued."
She said these sad words in a particularly interesting way, and added at the end, "Shi Yin'ai is not bad, your children will definitely be good-looking."
"Sister Hua, you're here again" Jian Yi looked helpless.
"Seriously Jian Yi," Hua Ting almost choked as she took a sip of red wine, "I might really have to leave."
"How to go" "Uh, don't worry about this."
"Sister Hua, please don't make such jokes again."
His sudden serious expression made Hua Ting feel slightly uncomfortable.
But she was not angry, but shook her head and sighed, "I know it's hard for you to believe it.
After all, how can you talk about time travel?"
Jian Yi stopped his knife and fork and looked elsewhere with an uninterested look.
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