Listen to the Inner Voice

When Yan Huan stood in the smoky snack alley wearing fashionable clothes, she smiled. How could she unknowingly walk into the old memories. Forget it, now that I'm here, let's taste the taste of memory again. A couple in front attracted her attention. Through the diffuse smoke, Yan Huan saw that they were immersed in the work they were doing. The utensils in their hands kept jumping in their hands. Everything looked so harmonious. A bowl of fried rice is finished in just a moment. The next step is to raise your head, hand over the rice with a smile, take the money, say "go slow", and the business is completed. But the boss will immediately look for potential customers. As long as he finds someone looking this way, he will happily ask: What can I eat? So Yan Huan was asked naturally, but she was stunned for a while, because even she didn't know how she got here. This scene was a memory left in her college days. Now she didn't know what kind of mood she should have when waiting for the fragrant fried rice. Looking at the boss's grinning lips, she lowered her head and ordered a fried rice on the sign. The boss immediately started working. Yan Huan stood in front of the shop, watching the boss's deft movements. Her eyes slowly turned to the female boss's shiny face. At this moment, she felt the same confusion as when she was in college. Aren't women most concerned about their appearance? Wouldn't working in this environment all day ruin your skin? But today, Yan Huan seemed to understand. The smile of the female boss, the happiness she expressed when talking to her husband, and the happy expressions of the customers all moved her. When a woman has something more important than her appearance, she will spend more time and energy protecting what she considers the most important, rather than an appearance that cannot withstand the test of time. If you don't eat, you may never walk into the smoky snack alley, but there is the most ordinary happiness in it, and this is what the female boss thinks is the most important thing. When she took the fried rice and walked out of the snack alley, it was already dark. Yan Huan found a bench on the side of the road and sat down to eat. She was really hungry after not eating much all day. After eating, I looked up at the starless night sky and thought about what Yan Hao said to me today: Yan Huan, you are just doing it to yourself. You indulged yourself in looking for him even though you knew there was no result. What did you get? Others treat you as a stranger, a stranger... Yan Huan smiled bitterly. , So what about strangers, for her, telling his and her story is beyond the appearance, and what she wants to protect most. She is not willing to give in, and she does not want their story to end. She wants their story to continue, and there will be Xiaoyanhuan in the story, and there will be more...