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Chapter 8 The noodle shop owner is exhausted

"The two of you are ready... Why did you quarrel after so much?"

The ingredients in the noodle shop are all ready-made. It’s quick to make two bowls of udon noodles. The owner of the shop brought two bowls of noodles to the table.

Qiao Yang looked at the smart watch, Yang Xiaoyu stared at the phone, biting her lip, and her thumb was still on standby on her lips.

If you can't figure it out, you'll probably be biting your fingers.

"Why are you quarreling with me? If you want to eat the noodles he cooks, it will be bad if you go home and cook them for her." The shop owner muttered to the kitchen.

There was no one in the store, and the boss was idle and hid behind the glass, watching secretly.

As time passed by little by little, the two of them still kept their original movements and ignored his face.

If this continues, the noodles will be cold!

The boss can't stand it.

He pushed open the door suddenly, and the boss walked to the table of the two men with great might and slapped the table.

"I said to you, I won't accept your noodles. I beg you to make up first. Is it okay to eat noodles?"

The tone is so fierce, in the end, I just hope that the two of them will make up.

Qiao Yang was stunned. This boss was also a wonderful person.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little fascinated by watching things." Qiao Yang said apologetically to the boss.

"I'm thinking about things, we didn't quarrel." Yang Xiaoyu responded aggrievedly, then picked up the udon face as the boss and pecked it.

"I really didn't have a fight?" The boss himself was stunned for a moment, "That's good. Remember to pay the money when you leave. I'll go inside and rest for a while, I'm so tired."

It was the first time that the boss discovered that worrying about others was more tiring than making noodles.

"It seems to cause trouble for others...but this noodles are so delicious, they are only a little worse than yours." Yang Xiaoyu spitted out her tongue mischievously, and later she did not forget to praise the boss's udon noodles loudly.

The boss really helped her a lot, otherwise Yang Xiaoyu wouldn't know how to talk to Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang has read the content of the "Symbiosis Contract" and has a little at ease.

The so-called symbiotic contract is under the premise that Xiaoyu also has a systematic approach.

Through the contract, Qiao Yang has already understood that the reason why the two people can see each other's system information is because of the contract.

The situation was not as serious as he thought.

Then there is a question before him.

What should I do if my girlfriend has a system too!

"Can you tell me about your situation?" Qiao Yang took the noodles, ate them, looked at Xiaoyu, and wanted to wait for her answer.

"What's the situation...you can see it! That's great." Yang Xiaoyu didn't understand Qiao Yang's meaning at first. After Qiao Yang's eyes signaled her cell phone, he suddenly understood that Qiao Yang could also see the information and was immediately surprised.

"That's how it is..."

Yang Xiaoyu stopped eating noodles and quickly began to explain.

Starting from breaking up with Qiao Yang, I told Qiao Yang little by little.

The moment when Xiaoyu said that her first wish was not realized, Qiao Yang stuffed the fish balls from her bowl into her mouth with chopsticks.

"Don't say anything more. Eat the noodles first, and if you don't eat them, it will be cold."

The noodles in Qiao Yang's bowl were already eaten, with only two fish balls left. He gave Yang Xiaoyu one, and then he picked up the last one with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't speak in her mouth, so she had to nod.

"Yeah, let's talk about it after eating."

...

After eating the noodles, time passed for a while.

The wind on the road was a little colder than before.

Qiao Yang and Yang Xiaoyu had just walked out of the noodle shop and were walking back to school.

Both of them walked slowly, and there were no people around them. There were only street lights brighter than before, and the two of them were reflected on the ground by lights from far or near.

Qiao Yang was still a little hesitant, not knowing where such an inexplicable system would take their lives.

Love is something that people particularly yearn for, and its beauty is often because of its purity.

No one can say that they understand love, and it is already a lifelong regret that people can find their love.

The more I experience it, the more I understand that it is the feeling that I can’t speak to others.

The memories and feelings that are born bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

Her purity is that it is not human intervention, but naturally comes from the heart.

Force or design can easily break this fragile feeling.

She appeared for a short time. When she passed by you, she could only look at her gradually moving back and sigh at the passing of time.

If someone told him that his feelings for Xiaoyu were a kind of affection, he would not deny it.

After nineteen years of time together, the two of them have long been very familiar with each other.

Qiao Yang cannot be sure whether this family affection contains the love that is born from admiration.

Most boys don’t understand what love is. When they spend time together, they can’t tell whether it’s the natural joy and the throbbing of love at first sight every time they see Xiaoyu.

There is no woman who can make him moved, so there is a comparison.

The sudden appearance of the system tends to force the two of them together.

Qiao Yang's heart began to shake.

Be with someone who doesn't know if he really loves her.

Is this really good for Xiaoyu?

While cherishing Xiaoyu's feelings for him, he did not want to throw away the problems he couldn't understand to her.

"Xiaoyu, have you ever liked?"

The countdown on smart watches is getting fewer and fewer, so Qiao Yang chose to say something that will not put Xiaoyu in pressure.

Xiaoyu turned her head and looked at Qiao Yang, showing a pure smile.

"Yes, that's my current boyfriend." Yang Xiaoyu hugged Qiao Yang's arm.

"What would you do if one day you find that you are not me whom you like and can't leave me again?" Qiao Yang made up his mind and asked a question he thought was cruel.

Love cannot withstand betrayal the most. Qiao Yang doesn't want to ask this question, but he doesn't have much time left.

The countdown on the smartwatch is about to end.

"Qiao Yang, are you a fool? The memories of the past cannot be changed. As long as you don't feel sorry for me and I have liked you again, there will be that day. Not leaving you is my greatest happiness."

As he said that, Yang Xiaoyu's arms tightened even more.

Will the memories of the past change?

Qiao Yang once thought about denying the past and trying to love Xiaoyu.

Suddenly I realized that it was the past experience that made them today.

If he denies the past, what will he look at the future directly?

"Xiaoyu, let's sign a contract." Qiao Yang stopped and looked at Yang Xiaoyu with his head turned.

No matter what happens in the future, they have had a wonderful past.

Even if there were fog or thorns ahead, he had no reason to stagnate.

Looking at Qiao Yang's eyes, the last trace of haze in Yang Xiaoyu's heart also dissipated, and she nodded vigorously.

"Um."

“But what do we do?”

Qiao Yang:...

He looked down at the smart watch on his left hand.
Chapter completed!
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