Xiao Zi stopped him: "Sir, wait for me. I'll go home and get my wallet, and I'll return the money to you."

Meng Chen looked at her silently, with a calm light in his eyes, mixed with some unclear emotions. Her name made him uncomfortable.

This was also the first time in so many years that she took the initiative to talk to him and said "Sir". How could he adapt to it?

In the blink of an eye, so much has passed.

"No need." Meng Chen spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, and his emotions no longer had the same excitement and ups and downs as before, "It's not much money, so you don't need to pay me back."

"I don't like to be in debt. Just wait for me. I'll drive back now. You can wait for me here."

After saying that, Xiao Zi turned around and left, her eyes not even staying on Meng Chen for half a minute.

And Meng Chen is more like a tree that has been standing for many years, standing silently, with no waves when the wind and frost pass by.

Perhaps, he has passed the age of youth and arrogance.

It wasn't until Xiao Zi's figure disappeared from his eyes that he walked to a secluded corner to wait for her.

He will wait, not because of money, but because he will not be a dishonest person again.

He had done many wrong things to her, one of which was breaking his promise.

None of his promises to her were fulfilled.

Just like when he left the training ground, he said he would go back, but he didn't. She has been waiting for him, but what she waited for was endless confusion.

The years turn to peace.

They have completely become independent and ordinary individuals, as if they have no intersection.

The moment she saw him, she didn't even show too much surprise or shock, nor did she ask anything about him, such as how he escaped from death in the sea and where he spent this time.

Some time ago, where do I live now?

She didn't ask anything.

Because...she no longer cares about him.

How much I cared when I was young, I don't care much now.

That kind of care and expectation is gradually worn away by time and disappointment, just like a bright pearl that has been corroded over the years and is slowly losing its bright and bright appearance.

She didn't even want to call him "Senior Brother Meng" again.

He and her... had been separated, and the person who drew this boundary was none other than himself.

He is the one least qualified to complain.

For example, at this moment, if she didn't come, he might feel better, but he knew that she would definitely come to the supermarket again and return the money to him.

That's all.

About ten minutes later, the sky in London became dark again, and light rain fell. The rain was clear and light, gathering into hazy mist, and rising one after another.

The sky was dark, and people on the streets held up umbrellas.

People are coming and going in front of the supermarket.

About twenty minutes later, Xiao Zi came back again.

She took out banknotes from her wallet, which was far more than what he paid her: "Thank you for keeping you waiting. I wonder if it has wasted your time."

Meng Chen pursed his lips: "My time is not that valuable."

"Time is a precious thing and should be cherished." Xiao Zi's tone was very quiet, and there was no emotion on her face, as if everything had finally become calm after years of silence.

Big winds and waves, big ups and downs, all turn into peace in time.

Therefore, she feels that time is not only a precious thing, but also a kind thing. It can wash away everything that was once considered important.
Chapter completed!