Chapter 15: Xinjiang Noodle Restaurant

  He saw Lin Xing staring at him with a dazed expression, so he explained: "It was the day of the graduation party, you said you liked me..." "Ah!" Lin Xing was shocked, and time flashed back to a month ago. Hmm, it seemed like he really did say that.

  "That was just Lin Xing getting drunk that day, it's not true!" Lin Xing said with some embarrassment "Then what?" To be honest, Lin Xing also wanted to know what happened after they left that day, but Lin Xing completely forgot, only remembering that he walked alone on the cold streets and returned to KTV by himself to find Su Mei and the others.

  He leaned on a dusty railing and continued, "Then, then you said you wanted to be in the same university as Lin Xing, and Lin Xing said she wanted to have a passionate romance with you!!!" "That's it?"

  "That's it."

  "Go ahead and bluff, just keep on bluffing."

  Lin Xing wanted to refute, someone called out: "Xiao Feng, come and help!" It was transmitted from the construction site, apparently the supervisor was urging him, he was also a worker, relying on others for support, being called and summoned was inevitable.

  But time has passed and I've gotten used to it, but workers also have dignity, he still went, throwing out a sentence "Let's go report to the school together tonight".

  When he said that, I knew he had enough confidence. It's strange that Lin Xing and the others didn't ask about each other's grades. Is this what they mean by tacit understanding? In the end, they still put their school reports together.

  Lin Xing's originally calm heart suddenly became turbulent and overwhelming, with waves rising and falling, pounding rapidly and jumping around restlessly when he said he wanted to have a passionate romance in college.

  Fortunately, the cold air in the city made Lin Xing not blush so quickly. Lin Xing restrained himself and tried hard to recall what he had agreed to that night.

  Otherwise, he will be led by the nose for the rest of his life. He said that night had already agreed, isn't it all too late?

  As I walked forward, I left him behind and made my way through the crowded streets to the bustling vegetable market. Ah, a Xinjiang noodle restaurant - Lin Xing's favorite! During high school, every weekend when we went out, we had to eat noodles (they had to be Xinjiang noodles) and hot pot, it was a must.

  "Auntie, two bowls of pulled noodles," he said and then found a seat for himself without hesitation.

  "Do you want chili peppers?" This aunt was a native of Xinjiang, so she spoke the local dialect, but Lin Xing could understand and replied in Mandarin: "Yes, more please."

  This noodle shop is run by a couple, the auntie just now is the boss's wife, mainly responsible for serving dishes and collecting money, her husband is making noodles at the door, all live broadcast, so customers can eat with peace of mind.

  It's a pleasure to watch, Lin Xing is a regular here, mainly because Lin Xing prefers light flavors, and they make some steamed dishes, so it's a perfect match.

  However, they are not familiar with Lin Xing, because Lin Xing can only come twice a semester, once at the beginning of school and once during winter and summer vacations. But in Lin Xing's opinion, their business days here seem very long.

  A harmonious family will bring success in everything.

  They must have been exceptionally loving to each other, which is why their business was thriving and long-lasting. Their feelings are something that many people can only wish for. As for Lin Xing, in the future, he still wants a simple life, yes, just like theirs.

  "Come, your noodles are ready." After a few minutes, the pulled noodles were done. The master's craftsmanship was still so exquisite, unchanged for ages.

  Wow, it's steaming hot and I'm already salivating before eating. Lin Xing doesn't like strong flavors but likes spicy food, this ramen shop is great, there are always plenty of chili peppers in front of me, what a blessing!

  Lin Xing likes to enjoy different flavors of Xinjiang ramen, so he eats half of it before adding a lot of chili peppers.

  Hmph...

  "Auntie, here's the money" Six yuan, Lin Xing had already prepared the change.

  It's still early!

  Lin Xing was not in the habit of squatting in internet cafes.