——Everyone knows that she loves him, just like knowing that peach blossoms must admire the spring breeze, and that whales must belong to the deep sea.
Only he didn't know, like the spring breeze came and gone without trace, like the deep sea calm and leisurely and silent.
No. 12 Champs Street is a hot pot restaurant, and on the second floor there are small boxes one after another.
When Tang Xin arrived, she thought she had found the wrong place, because it was quiet inside, and there was no sound at all. But she pushed open the door and went in, only to find Shen Qing Yuan and Chen Ning sitting at the table, with Chen Ning looking like she was about to cry.
"What's the matter? Chen Hai's performance is okay today." Tang Xin joked, "Don't worry too much, the qualifying score is not included in the finals. ."
Chen Ning approached Tang Xin and whispered, "Sister Tang, that's not it... Brother Shen is really boring. If you answer 'oh' on any topic, I will be made to cry by him."
Tang Xin stared at Shen Qing Yuan, only to see that he didn't realize that he had been promoted to the chat terminator, and still greeted her naturally, "Tang Xin, order what you like to eat."
Speaking of which, Shen Qing Yuan was not very talkative when he was in high school. But when he was with him, he didn't get bored like this.
Tang Xin muttered in her heart as she ordered a meal. When it was Chen Ning's turn to order, she happily drew two lines on the menu with a pencil, "There are snail noodles, do you want three servings?"
"Two servings, she doesn't like it." Shen Qing Yuan said.
Tang Xin was stunned and stared at Shen Qing Yuan. Shen Qing Yuan seemed to have guessed her question, and said lightly, "Every time you eat snail noodles, you frown, and you cried the last time you ate it."
"Ah? You cried because of the snail powder? Sister Tang, really?" Chen Ning was surprised.
Tang Xin was speechless. When was the last time she ate snail noodles? By the way, it was in the cafeteria of Baiyu Middle School. He left early, and she shed tears over a bowl of cold snail noodles. She was not crying because the snail powder was hard to swallow, but because of his ruthlessness.
"It's nothing, I'm allergic to the sour bamboo shoots in the snail powder." Tang Xin began to talk nonsense, "I'm hosting the sports channel now, and this face needs to be well protected."
Chen Ning laughed, "Yes, just like our shooters, the most important thing is the hands. I heard that there are some famous sports players abroad, and they all insure their hands and legs!"
"We can also buy insurance." Tang Xin joked, "I'll buy insurance for my face, you and Shen Qing Yuan can buy insurance for your hands."
"That's right! In case of disfigurement, or the loss of a hand, there is still an insurance compensation to live on, right?" Chen Ning said without hesitation.
Tang Xin almost sprayed tea, what did she think, this child, don't tell the truth?
Shen Qing Yuan said solemnly, "I think, like Tang Xin, I should insure my face."
"Why?" Tang Xin and Chen Ning were very curious.
"It's nothing, it's just that I think I'm disfigured, and I should be compensated more than if I lose my hands."
Tang Xin looked at Shen Qing Yuan's face and thought it made sense. Although it is said that Mr. Shen is already at the forefront of the world in shooting, but... his face is even more beautiful.
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Romance[COMPLETED] Genius shooter Shen Qing Yuan have mental disorder due to accidentally injured his mother into persistent vegetative state when he was young. He become a shooter without any missed through intensive training. However, everytime he shoot...
