The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 343 I will take you to a place

The three of them were hungry a long time ago, so they chose a small shop that was not too crowded and not so conspicuous, and planned to sit down and eat before leaving.

Qi Jiang took out his wallet, drew a bill, and let the shop's second shop serve the good breakfast in plates, and added some good side dishes.Xiaoer's face was beaming, and she ran over enthusiastically to pour everyone a cup of steaming tea.

The square wooden table reveals some faint soft oily light.

The aroma of food from plates large and small.

Qilan caught a glimpse of a round plate, which contained six round pancakes with dried plums and vegetables.

He felt that the oil temperature of the biscuits was acceptable, and the taste was somewhat familiar, so he lowered his head and took a bite with his chopsticks.

Biting and biting, there is liquid surging in the eyes——
Lin Mi's figure just appeared with a kind of nihilistic beauty unique to phantoms.

She sat across from him, blinked, pointed at the biscuits, and said with a smile:
"Qilan, you said that biscuits are better than cakes and bread, I want to give it a try."

For a moment, he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. He raised his chopsticks, picked up a biscuit firmly into the disc, and brought it to her mouth.

"It's delicious. I just had a bite. You're sure to like it."

Hearing the sound, Qi Jiang stopped chewing the dumplings, and let the white and fat dumplings break free from between the wooden chopsticks and return to the hot soup with a diving posture, splashing a circle of oily soup on the table.

He stared fixedly at Qilan, who was holding a fragrant sesame seed cake with dried plums, and smirked at Shi'an.

"Third brother."

He was surprised at first, but then he felt that he had better leave it alone, and continued to bury his head in eating dumplings.

Shi'an looked at Qilan, then at the biscuits, and took the biscuits on a plate flattered.

She was a little apprehensive, and quietly looked at her attire several times, and she was relieved that there was indeed no resemblance to Lin Mi's dressing style.

Qilan put down the biscuits, sat down, and after a while, regained consciousness.

Lin Mi's shadow has long since disappeared, as if the layer of fog covering the teacup on the table, which was still hot just now, has cooled down after a while.

He couldn't be sure if she had really been here, or if everything was his hallucination.

"Second brother, did you call me just now?"

Seeing his confused expression, Qi Jiang quickly handed him a bowl of dumplings.

"This is delicious. It's made of three delicacies. You can try it."

He looked at it, and found it really attractive, so he simply put down the biscuits and ate dumplings.

There is also an extra bowl of dumplings in front of Shi'an, which was brought by Qijiang.

She didn't want to eat very much, but the hospitality was hard to turn down, so she also moved her chopsticks.

This morning, Gu Qilan was always a little restless and in a trance.

When the three of them walked out of the small shop together, his legs went in the wrong direction and he almost hit a rickshaw that was speeding past.

Thanks to Qi Jiang who pulled him back, he was saved from injury.

He has people in his mind and secrets in his heart.But Qijiang didn't mention it, neither did Shi'an, they all understood his heart.

Qilan knew that she missed Lin Mi so much, she couldn't see her, and she didn't know where Mr. Lin took her daughter, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After walking for a long time, Shi'an suddenly stopped and said that he wanted to go home, only then did he come back to his senses, and smiled at her apologetically.

"We'll walk you to the door together."

Qi Jiang also agreed, but she shook her head unexpectedly.

"It's not easy for you to meet once, so hurry up and do some important things. I'll be fine walking home alone."

The two brothers were still worried and insisted on sending her off, acting as bodyguards for her, making Shi'an feel uncomfortable instead.

She actually wanted Qilan to take her home alone, but it was because of embarrassment in front of Qijiang.

Around the He family compound, as usual, there were guards standing at the gates in all four directions, with guns in their hands very neatly.

"I'm going in, see you later!"

Shi'an smiled and waved goodbye to them, and she disappeared at the south gate soon.

At this moment, Qilan heard Qijiang let out a sigh of emotion.

"You still have Miss Lin Mi in your heart?"

He looked at the roof of a church in the distance, feeling a little lost in his eyes.

"Second brother, I miss her very...specially."

After hearing this, Qi Jiang was silent, put his arms around his shoulders and walked towards the side of the road together.

"I'll take you somewhere."

Qilan followed him and walked to a street corner, when a dilapidated signboard that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared in front of him.

"East Bookstore?!"

He looked up at the signboard in surprise, and walked forward in disbelief.

Qi Jiang entered the shop behind him.

On this day, Qilan suddenly discovered that there was a familiar figure under the row of bookshelves on the right side of the bookstore.

Although the small figure dared to appear in a bookstore in the downtown area during the daytime after some disguise, Qi Lan recognized her at a glance.

Qilan's footsteps became lighter, for fear of disturbing the people who were reading.

Lin Mi wore a black wide-brimmed hat, a blue scarf wrapped half of his face and neck, and was dressed like a male student.

Her hair was tightly coiled and hidden under the hat. The gray underwear was very wide and not slim, which basically covered the girl's graceful figure.

Qi Jiang noticed that his younger brother was staring intently at a small "male student" who was studying, thinking that he was interested in the book in his hand, so he strode forward and took a look:
"A Midsummer Night's Dream."

He looked at the cover of the book in confusion, and couldn't help but take a closer look at the person reading it.

Out of intuition, he thought that Qilan would not be interested in this kind of thing that girls like, so he would be interested in people who read books.

In the whole world, there is only one person who is worthy of the third brother's dedication.

Qi Jiang's eyes turned to the face half hidden in the scarf——
His eyes are very powerful, although it has been a long time since I saw him, I guessed who it was in a moment.

There is a reason why we don't meet each other.

Qi Jiang turned around silently, not to disturb the girl who was concentrating on reading.

When Qilan first saw Qijiang walking towards Lin Mi, he was so anxious that he couldn't cry out.

Now he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his brother gratefully, with a lot to say in his eyes, more of which was "Long live understanding".

Qi Jiang originally wanted to bring his third younger brother to the bookstore to change his mood, and buy some books to read at home.

She never expected to meet a person here who makes Qilan lose her mind.

Qijiang retreated consciously, stood outside the door, watching the snowflakes falling from the sky alone.

In the store, except for a little boy who is in charge of looking after the store while catching up with winter homework, there are only two people.

Qilan hesitated for a while, then stood and waited for Lin Mi to read.

And she seemed to like the stories in this book very much, she was so absorbed that she didn't even pay attention to anyone who came in outside the store.

Ever since Lin Mi and his father left Qilan's house, they rented two other rooms in the dilapidated courtyard where Jianhua and Caiwei lived.

The rent was paid in advance by Li Yan.When his injury recovered, he refused to sit and eat, and went to a nearby inn to find a job as a cook, and his wages were paid every day.

Lin Yitang escaped. Although he couldn't stay idle, he couldn't dare to go to the streets to find a job like Li Yan.Every day at home, he proofreads the manuscripts that Jianhua brought from the newspaper office every day, and charges on a piece-by-piece basis, which can be considered as an indirect income.

(End of this chapter)