I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

The tacit relationship continued until the day she died in battle. Even so, Chen Feng didn't feel particularly sad, he just felt...there was one less person in the world who could understand him.

That's all.

Click——

Chen Feng lit a cigarette, his eyes became cloudy, and a big mouthful of smoke came out of his mouth.

His smile was a little bitter.

"It's good if you can understand, and you won't be too sad if you break up. That's probably it."

"Yeah……"

Yihua felt that Chen Feng's mental fluctuations changed a bit, probably because his own problems caused some things that he didn't want to recall.

"Feel sorry."

"Apologize your ass."

"Eh?"

"I'm not angry or sad. Your apology makes me feel very uncomfortable. Remember, give me some dignity in the future. Don't just bow your head and apologize, understand?"

Chen Feng picked up Yihua's face unceremoniously, and said word by word: "I apologize, but it can't solve any problems."

"Then I don't know, hum!"

"Suddenly ask me this, do you want to be a rebellious apprentice?"

"It's... it's... it's not!"

Suddenly Chen Feng punctured his thoughts, Yihua blushed and shook off Chen Feng's hand pinching his face, and said loudly.

"You still have self-knowledge."

"Hey, I'm not that bad, am I?"

Yi Hua puffed up her face, she felt as if she was offended.

"hehe."

"..."

"Since you're so free, don't take a break, go on, sit down!"

"Ah? Isn't it the promised half an hour?"

"Did I ask you to refute?"

"Well……"

Yihua submits obediently, as long as others are stronger than her, she will shrink down like a kitten.

Then, like an interrogator, Chen Feng began to question Yihua with clichéd questions, and at the same time let her practice her expression and micro-movement control.

As long as Yihua was electrocuted once, Chen Feng would tell her exactly where her secrets were exposed, and Yihua also worked very hard to correct it, which can be said to have made rapid progress.

From the first four or five questions to get the results directly, until the end Chen Feng even had to ask nearly twenty questions to force Yihua to admit it. This kind of progress is only the result of a few hours.

Her talent may not be called a genius, but her hard work can bring her closer to her upper limit of strength.

Achievement is like a test tube filled with water, talent determines the length and width of your test tube, and hard work determines the height of the water flow in your test tube.

Yihua's self-examination and hard work are indispensable for achieving such results.

As Chen Feng himself said, he is just a guide, and it is the other party's business whether the person who is guided runs, walks, crawls or even stands still.

He won't force it, he just came to fulfill his promise because he agreed to the request.

The first day of training was over, Yihua sorted out what he had learned today in the hotel room, and Chen Feng left first.

Looking at the neon lights flashing on the street, how precious are peaceful days...

No airstrikes, no explosions, no bullets, no mutilated limbs, no wailing...

There are many happy people, and he is fortunate enough to be one of them, which may be regarded as a gift.

It was very late now, and the tram must have been out of service by the time he arrived at the station, and the only way to go back might be to take a taxi.

But he didn't intend to go home directly. Tonight he thought of some things in his past, saying that it was naturally impossible not to care about it, but his mood became unstable.

After making a phone call to let Rachel go to bed first, he searched for a nearby bar.

Probably... Alcohol can only exert its greatest effect on the individual at this time.

Walking into a bar at random, Chen Feng randomly ordered something from the wine list and menu, and found a place to sit quietly by himself.

He doesn't want to complain, it's just that he no longer needs drugs to comfort himself, and he is not allowed to get some weird hallucinogenic drugs to relax himself.

He is not alone, there is a girl who needs to be taken care of at home, Chen Feng needs to be responsible for this, he has always been a responsible man to the end.

After ordering a cocktail, he ordered two liters of home-brewed beer. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he looked at the street view and the night sky.

It's not all clean, but it feels reassuring.

Drinking wine alone, thinking about everything in the past, I don't know whether it is enjoyment or torture, but Chen Feng is willing to do it.

After drinking cup after cup of high-strength wine, the beer gradually decreased, and his head became a little confused.

In terms of his drinking capacity, these wines are not enough to cause such an effect. It can only be said that when a person wants to get drunk, a glass of beer may already be drunk.

Whether it was sad or happy things, he went through his mind several times.

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly, but his eyes were very complicated.

until--

"Eh? Chen Feng...student?"

It was a female voice, which diverted Chen Feng's attention from the window.

Inside the brown cashmere coat is a white knitted cardigan, and inside is a printed black and white dress.

This is……

Chen Feng raised his head and saw clearly the person calling his name.

"Miss Yinglili? This is a bar, are you over 18?"