She runs a store in another world

Chapter 44 The First Store (44)

There was a sweet smell in the air, Wen Ying's stomach rumbled, and he touched his stomach sheepishly, "I'm hungry."

"He is making snacks in the kitchen, go and have some." Song Rin felt that he was becoming more and more similar to the other person when facing Wen Ying.

No wonder Wen Ying happily went to the kitchen after smelling the sweet smell, sat on the chair and swung her legs, waiting to be fed.

Song Yu was putting fruits on the small cake. Under the warm yellow light, his profile was soft.

Wen Ying held her chin and tapped her fingers on the table. Song Yu's nose was so high and he looked so good-looking.

It looks like a very ordinary cake, with the golden bread hiding white cream and a circle of strawberries on top.

Song Yu brought the cake to the table, inserted the candle he just found in the cabinet, and lightly snapped his fingers, and a small flame burned on the candle.

At the same time, Wen Ying's eyes also printed out the flames. She suddenly felt an unusual pain in her head and covered her head in pain.

Fragmented memories flashed through her mind. In the same environment, a cake was placed in front of her with candles on it. She didn't know why she didn't blow it out. Instead, it kept burning, drop by drop of wax. on the cake until the candles are out.

Is she celebrating her birthday? But why is she so sad and not happy at all. Why are there two sets of cutlery on the table, and who is she waiting for?
The sudden change made Song Yu and Song Rin panic. Wen Ying, who was happy just now, was filled with sadness and loneliness. Wen Ying showed them that he was always positive and happy, but now he seemed to have lost everything. Fragile.

The clip flashed by, and the sting in Wen Ying's mind finally subsided. She looked at the cake in front of her blankly, the small flame swaying.

Song Yu saw a tear suddenly fall from Wen Ying's eyes, feeling heartbroken and gently brushed her cheek with one hand, "Why are you crying?"

Did she cry? Wen Ying wiped her cheeks haphazardly and felt the wetness. It turned out that she was crying, but why was she crying?

"I don't know, I seem to be waiting for someone, but he didn't come." Wen Ying's tears couldn't stop flowing. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it. Who was she waiting for? Why didn't that person always come? Come.

When Song Yu heard Wen Ying's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then the tenderness on his face instantly faded away. He lowered his head and looked at the crying girl with an expressionless expression. He reached behind the voice and clenched his hands into fists, suppressing his heart. Roiling jealousy.

Song Lin squatted down and slowly hugged Wen Ying from the side, like a beautiful rose vine, tightly wrapped around Wen Ying, leaning his head on Wen Ying's shoulder, one of his exposed eyes was filled with tears. The cold, gentle tone spoke into the ear, as if murmuring to himself, "Who are you waiting for? Isn't it enough to have us?"

Wen Ying, who was immersed in sadness, finally realized that something was wrong. She was a little scared and wanted to break away from Song Lin's hand holding her, "You are hurting me."

Song Yu closed his eyes, suppressing the anger in his heart, and put a gentle smile on his face again. He held Song Rin's wrist and made a clicking sound. His eyes were full of warning, "You scared her."

Song Lin also knew that he must have scared Wen Ying, so he reluctantly let go of his hand, but his eyes kept staring at Wen Ying, like a ferocious beast clinging to its prey.

"I'm going back to the room." After Wen Ying finished speaking, he hurried back to the room and closed the door.

The huge "dong" sound seemed to shatter Song Yu's eardrums. He felt that his body hurt, even more painful than the day he died. What happened to him?
Song Yu threw the cake into the trash can. Looking at the smashed cake, he suddenly felt a little sick. He knelt on the ground and couldn't help retching.

The veins on Song Yu's neck popped out as he retched, his face turned red, and his eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears.

Song Rin frowned and looked at Song Yu like this. They were no longer human. Why did they look so human? "Do you think she will leave us?" Song Yu suppressed the deep pain in his heart and asked Song Rin with a confused expression. He was also asking himself.

If the people she is waiting for come back, will they no longer want them? What should they do?

"She will not leave us." Song Lin's eyebrows were filled with gloom, the deal was always there, and she must fulfill her promise.

"Yes, she won't, she won't." Song Yu was smiling, but his face was full of tears and his expression was crazy and obsessed.

"You're crazy." Song Rin said lightly to Song Yu. He was still crazy after all. Maybe he wasn't far away. After all, they were the same person.

"I've been crazy for a long time, don't you know it best?" Song Yu looked at Song Rin and smiled sadly. Without his gentle appearance, he looked even more sick and crazy than Song Rin.

"Ha." Song Lin sneered, squatted down, looked at Song Yu who was like a bereaved dog, his tone was full of viciousness, "Can't we just never show up for the person we asked her to wait for?"

Song Yu thought too much. He wanted to be welcomed by Wen Ying, but he was also afraid of hurting her, so he was in great pain.

In fact, the easiest way is to stop thinking about it now that you have forgotten it.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Ying stood in front of the door, hesitating whether to go out or not. What happened last night was still vivid in his mind. He didn't know why he ended up like that. It was so embarrassing.

Just as Wen Ying was turning around the door for the 10010th time, there was a knock on the door. She stretched out her hand to open the door, but yesterday's events flashed through her mind, and her hand froze in mid-air.

"Wen Ying." A call came from the door, and the tone should be that of Song Lin.

Wen Ying still didn't open the door, but the person outside the door didn't care and started talking to Wen Ying through the door.

"I'm sorry, Wen Ying, I lost my temper yesterday. I was just afraid that you would abandon us if you found someone more important." The voice through the door panel was muffled, as if it was hiding a lot of sadness.

Wen Ying opened the door anyway and looked at Song Rin who was a little aggrieved at the door, "Then I forgive you."

Perhaps it was just because their youthful experiences made them insecure that they were afraid of her leaving them behind.

"I will not abandon you. I will not abandon you just because I have other friends. You will always be my friends."

Song Rin smiled and said, "Thank you Wen Ying." But what we want to do is not one of your many friends.

My dear Yingying, you are always so kind, that’s why you step into my trap, but it doesn’t matter, I will always love you.

"You didn't eat last night. Are you starving? Let's go have breakfast."

"Hmm." She went back last night without daring to eat the cake. She was so hungry that she went to bed with a croak.

(End of this chapter)