——Everyone knew that she loved him, just like everyone knew that peach blossoms must admire the spring breeze and whales must return to the deep sea.
Only he doesn't know, like the spring breeze that comes and goes without a trace, like the deep sea that is calm and leisurely and ultimately speechless.
No. 12 Champs-Elysées is a hot pot restaurant with a series of small private rooms on the second floor.
When Lisa arrived, she thought she had found the wrong place because it was so quiet inside, without any sound. But when she pushed the door open, she found Jungkook and Chen Ning sitting at the table, with Chen Ning looking like she was about to cry.
"What's wrong? Chen Hai performed well today." Lisa joked, "Don't worry too much. The qualifying scores are not counted in the finals. Chen Hai's ranking is quite low, but if he is in good shape in the finals, he can still win a medal."
Chen Ning approached Lisa and whispered, "Sister Tang, it's not this... It's just that Brother Shen is so boring. He always says 'oh' to every topic. I'm almost crying because of him."
Lisa glared at Jungkook, only to see that he had no idea that he had become a chat terminator. He still greeted her naturally, "Lisa, order whatever you like."
Come to think of it, Jungkook wasn't very talkative when he was in high school. But when he was with me, he wasn't so quiet.
Lisa muttered to herself as she ordered. When it was Chen Ning's turn to order, she excitedly drew two lines on the menu with a pencil, "We have snail noodles. Three servings?"
"Two servings. She doesn't like it." Jungkook said.
Lisa was stunned and stared at Jungkook. Jungkook seemed to have guessed her question and said calmly: "You frown every time you eat snail noodles, and you even cried last time you ate it."
"Ah? You cried because the snail noodles tasted bad? Sister Tang, is that true?" Chen Ning was surprised.
Lisa was speechless. When was the last time she had snail noodles? That was right, it was in the cafeteria of Baiyu Middle School. He left early, and she cried over a bowl of cold snail noodles. She didn't cry because the snail noodles were hard to swallow, but because of his ruthlessness.
"Nothing, I'm allergic to the sour bamboo shoots in the snail noodle." Lisa began to make up a story, "I'm hosting a sports channel now, so I have to protect my face."
Chen Ning laughed, "Yes, just like us shooting athletes, the most important thing is the hands. I heard that some famous athletes abroad have insurance for their hands and legs!"
"We can also buy insurance." Lisa joked, "I'll buy insurance for my face, and you and Jungkook can buy insurance for your hands."
"Yes! In case of disfigurement or loss of hand, we can still get insurance compensation to live on, right?" Chen Ning said without hesitation.
Lisa almost spit out her tea. What is this kid thinking? He doesn't need to just tell the truth.
Jungkook said seriously: "I think I should protect my face like Lisa."
"Why?" Lisa and Chen Ning were both very curious.
"Nothing, I just think that my disfigurement should earn me more compensation than a broken hand."
Lisa looked at Jungkook's face and felt that it made sense. Although Mr. Shen was already at the forefront of the world in shooting, but... his face was more beautiful.
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