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Name:The Sweet Love Author:
He is no longer in this world

Naturally, I couldn't tell him what I was thinking, so I could only open up a topic: "No, I just thought your friend was special."

Zheng's speed was very fast. Not long after, he brought out four dishes and a soup: spicy Fried Rice Cake, salted scallop, plum dish with meat, three cups of chicken, and lotus root soup with ribs.

I sat down and picked up a pair of spicy Fried Rice Cake. It had to be said that it was quite tasty, the ingredients were simple and the taste was also simple. However, it was the simplest and most direct way to stimulate the taste buds.

It was a pleasant meal, and the moment I put down my chopsticks, I felt that I had eaten too much. I was a little embarrassed, but they didn't care.

After dinner, Yi Xudong and Zheng Yanqian sat and chatted for a while. I sat by the side and quietly listened to their conversation.

They didn't start a business conversation, but were chatting nonsense happily. After some time, Yi Xudong finally said: "Alright, I'll be going now. "Next time, I'll come and clean up."

Zheng Yajian stood up and stretched his body, then lazily said, "Welcome at any time. I won't go out to send you off. Just leave the key under the flower pot. "

Yi Xudong nodded and waved at him. I smiled back.

Yi Xudong said as he sat in the car: "Actually, it's been a long time since I last saw Zheng Yanqian, but as soon as we met, it was still like this. However, this is also good. Every time I come, I will feel extremely relaxed, as if I'm still a student and not the CEO of some useless labor. I don't have so many documents to deal with, and if I want to, I can still invite a friend to meet up with Zheng. "But now …" Yi Xudong slowly started the car, "My friends are slowly dispersing, there are many that I can't contact anymore, there are still a few more … "He's long gone from this world."

I looked at him. I don't know if he was thinking about Ji Yurou, or someone else?

Yi Xudong's expression was very lonely. He slowly drove as if he was reminiscing about something, waiting for something. But even at such a slow speed, the intersection of Zheng Zhiqian's shop was soon out of sight.