Chapter 89 The gentle evening breeze will eventually blow towards youYinyu Snow Mountain is a famous scenic spot in the main world. It is towering into the clouds, with snow that never melts. Its color is almost pure white, like the cold light of the moon, and as dazzling as a bright diamond. Countless people stop here. Stop for the snowy mountains. There was once a legend that the mountain keeper here fell in love with the Silver Jade Snow Mountain. So he was willing to confine himself to a circle and guard a cold and ruthless mountain. The world has changed dramatically over time, but the love of the mountain keepers remains unchanged. Someone who had seen the mountain keeper advised him: "You can't expect an iceberg to love you back." The mountain keeper remained silent. After a long while, he replied, "Yeah."
He didn't expect an iceberg to love him in return. there has never been. The bright moon hangs high in the night sky. The force of gravity causes it to revolve around the Earth and will not collide with the Earth during human lifetime. Everyone knows clearly that the moon will not come to anyone. But some people still fell in love with the moon. There is no way to resist it, and I enjoy it. Just like the mountain watcher, he never expected the moon to love him in return. The iceberg just stands there, experiencing all the changes in the world and never moving; the moon also moves according to its proper trajectory and has never hit the earth. She is the snow on the mountain and the moon in the clouds. Unattainable. The snow-capped mountains don’t come for anyone. The bright moon will not run away from anyone. But she is the bright moon, and yet she is not the bright moon. . Jiang Yuan returned to the first world. At this time, she had just bought the Blue Mountain Cafe, but because of Xia Zhitao's dissuasion, she left the cafe with the cat. Jiang Yuan changed into Bai Yueguang's appearance and found the store manager. After hearing Jiang Yuan's words about keeping the strawberry mousse cake on the shelves forever, Uncle Wang advised: "Ms. Jiang, you don't know that strawberry mousse cake is the cake with the most negative reviews and is the easiest to sell out. The previous owner was even considering taking it off the shelves in two months." "I know." Jiang Yuan said firmly, "Just do as I say." Uncle Wang thought that it might be because the eldest daughter loved to eat and had money so she could do whatever she wanted. Anyway, the lost money would not be his, and it would not be too much, so he assured people that he would not take the product off the shelves.
Before leaving, Jiang Yuan reminded him, "Don't change the recipe." Uncle Wang now confirms that it is because the eldest daughter loves to eat it so much. From then on, whenever there were any strawberry mousse cakes left, the teenagers working here would receive a midnight snack. There are stars and a bright moon in the sky. The boy rode his bicycle on the dark road. His clothes were already soaked with sweat. As a man who had been maliciously targeted by the world since childhood, even the evening breeze was unwilling to show mercy to him in such a sultry summer. Even the moonlight that had been lighting his way was blocked by the clouds. He was about to turn on the flashlight on his mobile phone when suddenly, a breeze blew over, which not only blew away his stuffiness and fatigue, but also blew away the clouds that were blocking the bright moon. The road ahead is filled with moonlight, shining silver. Jiang Yuan took advantage of the evening breeze to kiss the boy's cheek. I wish you a bright future and all the best. The road ahead is bright, just like the road ahead. She always knew his birthday. But I never said happy birthday to him. Never, ever sent a gift. Jiang Yuan sent him a ray of evening breeze. "I hope it's not too late." She turned into a wisp of evening breeze and accompanied him through the day's journey. Since then, whenever night falls and everything is quiet, there is always a figure riding a bicycle on the rarely traveled road. And he is not alone. The gentle evening breeze accompanied him all the way.