At 3:30 p.m. that day, Lin Yanjun came to the school gate early for the appointment. If it wasn't for the fact that he used to be a college classmate, it is estimated that he would not be standing here today.
It was a waste of time. Fortunately, Wei Yimo's appearance didn't make him wait too long. Lin Yanjun was well aware of Wei Yimo's ruthless methods, and he also knew the mastermind of the man-made disaster back then, but looking at An Nanyin's face, he didn't Pierce this layer of paper.
weiyimoLong time no see, Lin Yanjun.
As soon as she got out of the car, she approached Lin Yanjun with a smile on her face, and stood in front of him to greet him very kindly. He was used to Wei Yimo's hypocritical mask, his head twisted to the side with an impatient look, and his tone was very cold. Say:
linyanjunYou called me here today just to chat? I don't have that much time to play with you, if you have something to say quickly.
Facing such a direct Lin Yanjun, Wei Yimo did not show too much embarrassment in his expression, because she always knew that Lin Yanjun was standing on An Nanyin's side, and it was right that he would not give himself a good face.
weiyimoHehe, Lin Yanjun, I called you here today to do something important. Sit down and talk?
Wei Yimo smiled dryly and took the initiative to issue an invitation. Lin Yanjun raised his black eyes as silent as a pool of water, stared at Wei Yimo's sincere expression, raised his footsteps and walked to the cafe next to them. During their college days, it was their favorite place for girls to go when they were bored, but as he walked, he warned:
linyanjunYou'd better not play tricks on me.
Seeing that Lin Yanjun didn't reject his request, Wei Yimo also ignored his indifference and quickened his pace to keep up with Lin Yanjun's pace, but he was also puzzled. Could it be that Lin Yanjun's eyes have healed?
The afternoon sun was slightly drunk, sprinkling down through the gaps between the leaves, making people warm, and there were not many people in the cafe.
The wooden table was as neat as ever, with the afterglow of the sun pouring in. The air in the hall was filled with a faint bitter taste of coffee. Lin Yanjun came in and chose a seat by the window.
Wei Yimo quickly followed. She put the bag on the side of the table, pulled out a chair and sat on it, and greeted the waiter with a raised face. The waiter quickly took out a booklet recording the variety of coffee and handed it to Wei Yimo.
fuwuyuanWhat do you two need?
Wei Yimo hurriedly waved his hand at the booklet, as if he understood Lin Yanjun's taste, causing the waiter a little embarrassment. After that, Wei Yimo said decisively:
weiyimoTwo cappuccinos, thank you, one with sugar, the other without.
The waiter wrote in the book and said wait a minute, and then went to another table to ask about the needs of the guests. When she came back to her senses, she looked at Lin Yanjun with an embarrassed expression.
weiyimoWhat's wrong? Look at me like that?
linyanjunNothing, you don't need to do this, I just said, if there is something, I don't have time to spare.
Lin Yanjun's tone was very flat, so Wei Yimo couldn't hear any emotions, but the only certainty was that he didn't want to sit with Wei Yimo now, and he didn't want to see her face.
Wei Yimo seemed to be unaware of his interests, and he held his face like a fool. After thinking for a while, he finally fudged out a far-fetched reason and said with a smile:
weiyimoHmm... are you catching up as an old friend? Why are you so nervous, what are you afraid of?
