my autistic boyfriend

Chapter 40 Food Map
The Xingle Welfare Institute is on the outskirts of the city, and Sheng Zhaoxi followed the GPS and got lost.

The city has changed too much in the past few years, and GPS obviously cannot keep up with the ever-changing urban construction.Sheng Zhaoxi followed the GPS instructions and turned into a dead end.

Twenty minutes after the agreed time, Yan Zheng's phone call came in. "Where are you?"

"I seem to be lost."

"Where are you now?"

Sheng Zhaoxi turned to look at the road sign. "Xiaoxia Street?"

Yan Zheng thought about it. "It's a dead end over there. You turn around and turn right and keep driving. After passing the intersection of a black swan cake, turn right again. Then you will see a crossroad, turn in the direction of the hot pot city, and there is a big red dragon drawn on it. That one. There is a Daoxiang Village at the end of the road, and you can find it by following the scent."

"..." Sheng Zhaoxi rolled her eyes, she is not a dog.

But the amazing thing is that such a complicated route has formed a clear map in Sheng Zhaoxi's mind through Yan Zheng's description.

Black Swan Cake Shop, Red Dragon Hot Pot City, Daoxiang Village.For Sheng Zhaoxi, a Taurus, this is simply a food coordinate map, and GPS navigation can be automatically generated in his mind.

Yan Zheng sat in the car and waited for Sheng Zhaoxi while reading the contract.By the time he picked up the phone again, another twenty or ten minutes had passed since he just hung up the phone.

He frowned. Although Little Sun is a road idiot, she shouldn't be able to find her favorite food as a guide.The orphanage is only 10 minutes away from Xiaoxia Street, unless she drives in the opposite direction again. .

No one answered the phone again, Yan Zheng was afraid that something might happen to her, so he planned to drive along the road to find someone.

The car had just driven out for 2 minutes, and through the window he saw Sheng Zhaoxi who was standing in line at the door of the Daoxiang Village shop.

Yan Zheng didn't call her, and parked the car across the road with the engine off and waited.From his point of view, we can see Sheng Zhaoxi kept raising his hands to look at his watch, probably remembering that he was uneasy about making an appointment, but he couldn't let go of the freshly baked puff pastry, so he stood there in a dilemma.

This anxiety disappeared without a trace when she came out of the shop carrying two bags of pastries. Sheng Zhaoxi stared at the things in the plastic bag with her eyes bent into a crescent shape with a smile.

Seeing her satisfied smile, Yan Zheng couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, as if a little sunlight had suddenly leaked into his heart that had been dusty for a long time.

He honked the horn, and Sheng Zhaoxi looked around before he found the same car across the road as her.

She waved to Yan Zheng across the road, because she just bought her beloved matcha cakes and coconut balls, her smile became particularly bright.

Seeing her coming across the road, Yan Zheng stuffed the bags of cold pastries on the passenger seat into the armrest box.

Sheng Zhaoxi ran over and reached into the car window and threw him a bag of small pastries.

"Hey. I bought it for you. The matcha cakes and coconut balls in Daoxiang Village are the best!"

Yan Zheng watched her silently without speaking, and then glanced at the plastic bag in his arms.Comes with a cold air.

Sheng Zhaoxi tried hard to make her smile look more sincere.Anyway, he is also the vice president of a large multinational company. He got lost and queued up to buy cakes, which made him wait for almost an hour.Hearing that GAYs are very tempered, Sheng Zhaoxi is very guilty now.

The so-called people who stretch out their hands and don't hit smiling faces, because she also bought him a breakfast, he wouldn't lose his temper on the spot and leave, right?
Yan Zheng kept looking at her, and then he said leisurely, "It's too dry, there's no drink."

Sheng Zhaoxi immediately said like a dog: "There is a Starbucks nearby, I'll buy it. Black coffee or Mocha?"

"Bean curd."

"..." In the multiple-choice questions of A and B, only 20.00% of the people can jump out of the mindset and choose the answer of C in a short period of time.

It's not surprising that people like Yan Zheng belong to the 20.00%.

But Sheng Zhaoxi didn't expect his option C to be so down-to-earth, so he turned around and bought two cups of sweet bean curd from a burden-carrying grandmother.

Twenty years ago, a cup of bean curd cost five cents, but now it costs one yuan.It is very valuable in today's skyrocketing prices.The taste is still the mellow sweetness and tenderness that I remember when I was a child.

The two sat in Yan Zheng's car and ate breakfast leisurely, only then did Sheng Zhaoxi discover that the car looked the same.My own is a low-end version, but his is a top-end version with leather seats and Harman Kardon speakers. There are twelve speakers, and the sound effect is very good when singing.

She remembered that Qin Jing once said that a car is a man's second home.Many men feel that the car is more precious than their wives, and it is one of the iron rules not to eat in the car.

Obviously Yan Zheng and Zhou Huaijin are not this type of men.Especially Yan Zheng, when her matcha meringue fell on his leather seat, he didn't even bat an eye when he saw it.

Yan Zheng concentrated on scooping the bean curd in the bowl with a transparent plastic spoon, and he only moved a little for the pastry she bought.He seems to love that cup of bean curd.The bean curd worth one yuan seems to be very expensive for him to eat, and he drank it very slowly in small sips.

Out of preference for Daqie, Sheng Zhaoxi asked him casually: "Why do you want to buy this car?"

"It was sent by Tang Hexing."

Thinking of what Yi told her about the relationship between Yan Zheng and Tang Hexing before, Sheng Zhaoxi gave a meaningful oh.He buried his head and drank his own bean curd, muttering softly. "Tang Hexing is really stingy. I drive a Bugatti Veyron. At least I have to give you a Porsche, right?"

The little girl's guess was really accurate. Four years ago, when he was just getting in touch with this society again, Tang Hexing said that he would buy him a Porsche Cayenne.It was he who chose everything himself, perhaps subconsciously, he always felt that the wish of "having a football team" could still be realized.

"You don't want to eat any of these? I'll take them for you and throw them away." Sheng Zhaoxi finished eating his portion, and glanced at more than half of the pastries left on his lap.

"I don't have a good stomach, so I can't eat too much. I'll save these for the afternoon." Yan Zheng put the remaining pastries into the space of the teacup at hand.

Because of this move, Sheng Zhaoxi had a slight change in her opinion of him. Because of her family's business, she had seen many big bosses pay tens of thousands for a meal since she was a child, and every time they would leave a lot of food that they couldn't finish eating, they would directly no more.

Yan Zheng's saving of these cheap pastries moved her a little.

Sheng Zhaoxi was still immersed in his sentimentality, Yan Zheng suddenly pointed across the road. "The car being towed appears to be yours."

Her complexion changed suddenly, and she turned her head to look.There was indeed a traffic policeman standing beside his car directing a crane.

"Why is your car fine when it's parked here?"

"Because there is a no-stop zone across the road."

"Say it sooner!" Sheng Zhaoxi turned around and gave him a hard look while running out of the car.

Seeing her hopping over like a little rabbit, Yan Zheng nodded and bowed to the traffic policeman, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.He found teasing her more and more interesting.

It wasn't until Sheng Zhaoxi took out her police officer ID that the other party saw that she was a colleague before letting her go.He also taught her not to park indiscriminately after a meal.

She could only nod obediently with a lost smile, and kept cursing that black-hearted death in her heart.

(End of this chapter)