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Wang Xiaoming entered the kitchen, stood at the door, looked at the spacious and bright kitchen, some of everyone was doing things, some were chatting, and when they saw him come in, the chatting people hurriedly went to work.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the dozen or so people wearing white chef uniforms inside, tall, short, fat and thin, but none of them were Yang Ming's tall and thin figure, usually at this time, he should be busy here, but today he didn't know where he went.
By the way, did he take the money to send money It seems that he really remembered it himself, so why didn't he say it all the time, was it because he was afraid that he would be worried No, no, he must have thought about it too much, since then, he hasn't mentioned it again, isn't he and Li Xintian very close now, maybe he stayed for Li Xintian.
But no matter what, if Yang Ming has his own relatives and friends, then he should go back to his original home.
Wang Xiaoming leaned in front of the cooking table, lowered his head, and was very depressed, he was eager to see Yang Ming now, he could see how much time he had left, how could he waste Wang Xiaoming thought of this, took out his mobile phone and called Yang Ming: "Where are you and when will you come back?"
Yang Ming's voice was cold: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, you come back early when you're done."
Wang Xiaoming said and hung up the phone.
Yang Ming looked at the phone in his hand and was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uneasy, Wang Xiaoming has always been a relatively straightforward person, unlike today, there must be something wrong.
Wang Xiaoming stayed in the store until the evening, Yang Ming was not there, and his depressed emotions had nowhere to settle and vent, so he brewed in his heart.
After all, without Yang Ming, how could he be Wang Xiaoming today Yang Ming finally appeared in the store, Wang Xiaoming turned his head to look at him, he was wearing a plaid shirt and light-colored jeans, he was refreshing, not like a chef, but like a college student who had just left school.
Yang Ming saw him and smiled at him, Wang Xiaoming was currying beef, seeing him smile, tears almost rolled down, he attributed this to the effect of the curry, in fact, this curry is not particularly spicy.
Only he knows best in his own heart, Yang Ming put on his clothes, put on his hat, washed his hands, and walked to Wang Xiaoming's side: "What else is there to do, I'll come." ” Wang Xiaoming smiled very reluctantly, tried to force back the tears in his eyes, sniffed, and pouted at the menu on the side, without speaking.
I secretly warned myself in my heart: A man, a big man, he will shed blood without tears, and he will not be ashamed of me Yang Ming took the menu and began to stir-fry.
Yang Ming stood beside him, and there was the sound of the clanging of spatulas, and Wang Xiaoming's heart calmed down suddenly, as if they had always been like this and would be like this in the future.
But back to reality, Wang Xiaoming couldn't be calm again, he didn't dare to look at Yang Ming, for fear that his emotions would get out of control, so he could only lower his head and focus on the menu and the pot.
Yang Ming didn't say a word about what he was going to do today, and Wang Xiaoming didn't ask, and the two remained silent until the end of the evening rush hour.
Zhang Yiwei had to come to Yang Ming to ask questions, Yang Ming leaned on the side of the table, listened to him carefully with a slight frown, and said a few words from time to time.
Wang Xiaoming stood by the stove, looking at them steadily, and a wave of emotion that he himself did not perceive rushed out from all the well-known and unknown corners of his body, and slowly, all gathered into his chest, so much that it almost squeezed his chest.
Wang Xiaoming realized that when he didn't realize it, his feelings grew so vigorously, deep attachment, and strong reluctance, so much that he was about to lose his head.
But all this has just seen the light of day, but it has to be sealed up and put into the deep well that will never see the light of day.
Wang Xiaoming decided that he would not say anything about it in his life.
Yang Ming noticed Wang Xiaoming's gaze, turned his head, and met his eyes, Wang Xiaoming hurriedly lowered his eyes, and hurriedly went out, like a small animal in a panic.
Everyone is very studious tonight, and the people who came to ask Yang Ming questions one after another, Yang Ming is also rare and patient to answer them one by one, and by the time everyone disperses, it is already closing time.
Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming counted the accounts of the day, and Yang Ming said, "Let's go, go back." ” Wang Xiaoming said: "Yang Ming, I have something to tell you. ” Yang Ming stopped: "It just so happens that I have something to say, if it's not in a hurry, let's go back and talk about it." ” Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Okay, let's go back and talk." ” Both of them had their own thoughts, and neither spoke.
When he got home, Yang Ming took the initiative to help Wang Bing take a bath, but Wang Xiaoming didn't insist, he was physically and mentally exhausted today, his brain was temporarily shut down, and he didn't want to operate, so he sat on the sofa like a puppet, and the TV was not turned on, staring at the black screen with straight eyes.
When Yang Ming hugged Wang Bing into the bath, he was in this state, and after washing and holding him out, seeing that he was still in this state of old monk concentration, Yang Ming didn't say anything, put Wang Bing back on the bed, and looked back, Wang Xiaoming was still in that position, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.
Wang Xiaoming finally came back to his senses leisurely: "Oh, okay, I'll go take a bath." ” Yang Ming pulled him: "Wait, you don't have something to say to me" Wang Xiaoming raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ming: "You seem to have something to say to me."
Let's start with that. ” Wang Xiaoming was afraid that his emotions would get out of control, so he listened to him first.
Yang Ming nodded and sat down on the sofa: "I remembered some lost memories, and today I took the money to find a private detective to investigate for me." ” duang Wang Xiaoming's head seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and the whole thing was not good.
If there is no Yang Ming, how can the Sea Overlord continue to operate, and without Yang Ming, what should he do No, I can't be so selfish Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaoming no longer dwelled on this topic, and said, "Yang Ming, I also want to tell you a piece of news, it may be good news, but it may be empty joy." ” Yang Ming stared at his eyes, but Wang Xiaoming kept his eyes down and didn't look at him, he crossed his hands, put them on his knees, and said slowly: "The mouse brought you news, someone over there in Dongying is looking for someone at a high price, saying that it is very similar to your situation, I took a look at the photo, the photo is a little blurry, I can't be sure if it's you."
The rat means that you take a picture and go to the other person to confirm. ” Yang Ming's eyes suddenly became serious, and he said, "What about the photo?"
Wang Xiaoming took out his mobile phone and found the picture that Liu Ah sent to him, Yang Ming glanced at it, frowned, and then cleared up: "This is indeed me." ” Hearing this answer, Wang Xiaoming's mood can be described as mixed and very complicated, on the one hand, he hopes that Yang Ming can recall his past, and on the other hand, he doesn't want the other party to leave
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