She walked in a hurry, her back straight, her steps sonorous and forceful, and she stepped heavily step by step. She didn't seem to be going to dinner, but rather determined to do something.

Her pace was rapid and uneven, and seemed to be a little nervous.

Like, going to the execution ground.

Shi Jinyang quietly stared at her back for a long time, and suddenly felt that his metaphor was ridiculous.

In this world, what else is worth her nervous?

Looking back faintly, Shi Jinyang sorted out the documents on his desk at random, stood up to keep up with her and left the office.

Downstairs, Tong Yan has been waiting for him in the car.

Her eyes turned to him. When he got on the bus, she drove straight to the seaside.

She went to a quiet western restaurant, located in a remote section of the sea.

On a winter night, the restaurant was decorated with dim lights.

On the left and right sides of the garden leading to the restaurant, the sound of running water is very quiet, and it flows out from the spring. The fresh sound of water is very quiet at night.

The restaurant selected by Tong Yan is Shi Jinyang's usual dining place and comes according to his preference.

Shi Jinyang always doesn't like too noisy environment. If he eats outside, he will be here eight or nine times out of ten.

Tong Yan has been here countless times, all with him.

After entering the restaurant, she found the dining area expertly. She picked a table near the window in the corner and sat down. She asked the waiter to order some dishes at will. The fork in her hand knocked on the table again and again, as if she was thinking about something.

Crisp voice, again and again in the two people around the ring, the atmosphere, inexplicably let Shi Jinyang arrived dull.

He had a hunch that she seemed to have something to say.

I just can't guess what she's trying to say.

Looking in her direction, he asked directly, "do you have something to say to me?"

"I think too much." Tong Yan's face gently lifted up, light back to him, side head and called the waiter, "a bottle of red wine."

"Yes, ma'am, just a moment!" The waiter bowed respectfully to them and turned to leave.

"Why are you interested in drinking today?" Shi Jinyang casually helped her put all the dishes in order and asked casually.

"I'm not always interested in wine?" Tong Yan is very perfunctory.

"What?" Shi Jinyang took the knife in his hand and seemed to doubt whether he had heard it right.

"Miss Tong still has this hobby?" The corners of his lips slightly drew down, and he made light mockery.

Tong Yan's words were just casual, but he didn't explain it for himself.

Waiting for the waiter to deliver the food and wine they ordered, he unscrewed the wine cap and poured the wine for him and himself.

"To such a meaningful night!" Patta and he touched the next glass, regardless of whether he would like to touch wine, she drank his glass of wine.

Shi Jinyang just glanced at the wine she poured for herself and didn't touch it from beginning to end.

His eyes were fixed on her face, and he was quietly staring at her.

His eyes, with a hint of cold and disdain, calm eyes can not find a trace of waves.

At this time of childhood, look in his eyes, perhaps like looking at a drunken little madman!

All right, without any warning, what wine to drink suddenly?

"What's the point of tonight?" His tone is slow.

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