With only two months left to live, the contract girlfriend cried like crazy

Chapter 191

"Mr. Lin, it's me."

Lin Zhengsong's voice came from outside the door.

Lin Le slowly opened the door, and the muscular man was standing at the door and looking at him with a smile.

"Zhengsong, what's wrong?" Lin Le asked in confusion.

"I'm a little hungry, let's go downstairs to eat something? I just saw that there are many restaurants nearby, and they look very good." Lin Zhengsong scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Oh? I remember that when you were at the Lin family, didn't you always say to control your diet? You also said that the food made by the restaurants outside did not meet your eating standards. What's the matter?" Lin Le smiled.

In the past, when Lin Zhengsong and his group were at the Lin family, the chef would customize special meal sets for them.

"In the past, it was to set a good example for the people under my command. After all, as their captain, if I don't set an example, how can they restrain themselves? But it's not easy to get out of the group with them, and now it's okay to come out and let loose."

So that's it, Lin Le understood.

It turns out that Lin Zhengsong is thinking of coming out to cook for himself!

"Okay! I'm a little hungry, let's go!" Lin Le nodded.

The hotel here also supports home delivery. Just now, Lin Le saw a menu on the table in the living room of the room, with a phone number on the back.

However, eating in the room is still not as atmospheric as eating in a restaurant.

The two took the elevator downstairs quickly.

The elevator of the Xilton Restaurant is a sightseeing elevator.

You can also see the scenery outside the window while riding.

Now it is dark, through the glass, bright lights are dotted on the tall buildings like stars, outlining the majestic outline. Neon lights are flashing, and the busy streets are like flowing ribbons.

It is indeed a unique flavor.

"By the way, Zhengsong, didn't the hotel manager collect the money? I didn't seem to see you pay just now." Lin Le suddenly remembered.

"No need to pay, we are shareholders here, coming here is like being our own, and the manager didn't ask us to pay, so it should be okay, right?"

"Ding"

The elevator reached the first floor.

"Let's go to the manager to pay when we leave." Lin Le ordered.

"That... is fine."

Lin Zhengsong nodded when he saw this, and when he came out, Lin Le gave him a bank card with a long string of numbers in it that he couldn't spend it all.

Walking a little to the side, there are all kinds of restaurants, everything you can think of.

"Mr. Lin, there seems to be a Chinese restaurant over there that looks good, let's go and take a look?" Lin Zhengsong pointed to a small light in the distance on the left street.

"Can you see it so far away?"

Lin Le looked in the direction Lin Zhengsong pointed, and only saw vague fonts in the distance.

Then the two walked towards the direction of the Chinese restaurant.

"Selling paintings... ten yuan a piece... is there any kind-hearted person who can take a look..."

As the two were walking, the sound of hawking came from the corner next to them.

Lin Le turned his head to look.

At the corner of the street, an old lady who looked quite old was guarding her painting stall.

She had a blue scarf wrapped around her head, her silver hair flickered slightly in the sun, her face was full of traces of time, but she was filled with a gentle smile. Although her painting stall was small, it was filled with various paintings. There were colorful watercolors and delicate sketches.

The old lady sometimes looked at passers-by quietly, and sometimes gently arranged the paintings.

After a few minutes, the old lady started to sell in a low voice again.

The old lady selling paintings.

Lin Le suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and he walked over quickly.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't eaten authentic Chinese food for a long time. What was the food I ate abroad before? I didn't have any appetite at all... Hey, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zhengsong looked back and found that Lin Le had walked to the other side.

Lin Le wiped the sweat from his forehead and scanned the old lady's stall.

There were many paintings on the stall.

But unfortunately, Lin Le did not find the painting he was looking for.

"Young man, do you want to buy a painting? This painting is very good, take a look? It was painted by my granddaughter, and it only costs ten yuan..."

Seeing that a customer had arrived, the old lady slowly stood up with her legs propped up, and picked up a watercolor painting of grass and sheep in front of her.

Lin Le took the painting and began to ask questions.

"Grandma, have you sold a painting of a little boy before? The little boy was holding a thousand paper cranes in his hand, do you still remember it?" Lin Le looked at the old lady nervously.

Hearing this, the old lady seemed to fall into deep thought, she lowered her head and thought.

"I'm sorry, young man, I'm old, I can't remember it a little, when was the painting you mentioned?""About a year ago, next to Tianyiyun Building..." Lin Le answered hurriedly.

"This... I can't remember clearly... I often change the location when selling paintings. To be honest, I have forgotten where I went a few days ago. Sorry, young man..." The old lady looked apologetic.

Seeing this, Lin Le felt disappointed.

But he couldn't be sure that the old lady Yan Ruoli met at that time was the old lady Lin Le met now.

"By the way, grandma, do you have paper and pen here? I can give you a simple drawing of what the painting looks like."

"Yes..."

The old lady smiled and took out a piece of white paper and a pen from a cloth bag next to her.

Lin Le took it and quickly drew on it.

He would never forget that painting.

He soon drew the impression of Cha Cha's painting on it.

A man was holding a thousand paper cranes in the sun.

While Lin Le was drawing, the old lady was watching carefully.

While drawing...

The old lady was suddenly startled.

"That's right! I remember it, young man, I remember it!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's this painting. I remember selling it to a beautiful celebrity! She was very beautiful, and she saw that I was pitiful for selling things on the roadside, so she gave me some extra money!"

"Really? Then do you remember where this painting came from?"

Lin Le stared at the old lady nervously.

The painting that Yan Ruoli gave him before must be correct, it must have been painted by Cha Cha.

She was washed away by the flood in order to save herself.

How has she been doing after so many years?

Lin Le wanted to see her very much, he had so many things to say to Cha Cha.

"Well, I remember it very clearly, it was given to me by a beautiful girl! The girl was very cute, she looked younger than you... She had a nice voice and had short hair..."

"About this tall..."

The old lady stretched out her hand and gestured.

"Where is she...?" Lin Le's eyes were full of anxiety.