The car was parked in a small shop with a unique style.
The name of the shop was "Call Me Your Enemy".
The name was also unique.
Melody led Everett in.
Postcards, photos of various sceneries, wind chimes and vines appeared in front of their eyes.
Melody looked at it and her eyes lit up slightly.
"Everett, this place is still the same as when we first came here."
Nothing changed.
Everett looked at the shop, his dark eyes as calm as a deep pool, without any surges.
"Yes."
The two of them found a seat next to some postcards, which was where they sat back then.
The waiter quickly came over and gave the menu to the two of them.
This was a famous snack shop.
There were different kinds of snacks all over the world in this restaurant, and the taste was very
authentic.
Melody ordered the snacks she once ordered before.
A bowl of cold noodles, a steamed bun, and a bowl of pimple soup.
Everett ordered simpler dishes: a bowl of ramen and some steamed dumplings.
When he ordered the dish, he told the waiter, "No coriander, no onion."
"Yes, sir."
As the waiter left, Melody crossed her elbows and looked at him with a smile.
"Everett, we haven't been here in years.’
"Well, it's been along time."
The waiter quickly brought over the beef soup.
Melody took a sip and squinted.
"It's the same as before."
Everett took a sip, but his expression remained the same.
As for food, he was picky and particular, but not persistent.
Melody, on the other hand, remembered something delicious after she ate it.
He wouldn't.
Just like this bowl of beef soup, it was an ordinary soup for him but a precious memory for Melody.
Melody finished a bowl of soup, her heart was warm, and memories filled her mind.
She looked at Everett and said, "We were both young before, but we were in our thirties."
Everett looked at her.
"You think you're old?"
Melody curved her lips.
"What do you think? Am I old?"
"No."
"Compared to the previous time?"
"Exactly the same."
Melody's smile widened.
"I thought you forgot about the past."
She didn't expect him to remember.
Everett looked at her.
"Melody, I have a good memory.’ Melody looked at his dark eyes as if their memories were buried in
them.
He seemed to be telling her that he hadn't forgotten.
He remembered everything.
Her uneasy heart felt a little comforted.
‘That's nice that you still remember, I'm afraid you have forgotten it."
‘Everett, we had known each other since we were kids: ‘Our relationship lasted not only a few years but
decades.
The two of them went back after eating, but they didn't expect to have rear-end collision.
With a "bang", the car leaned forward and Everett subconsciously reached out to stop Melody.
Melody felt as if her whole body had been shaken, and her internal organs had been shifted.
She fell back in the chair, frowning and motionless.
Everett was also dizzy, but he reacted very fast.
He recovered in a few seconds and looked at Melody with dark eyes.
"Melody?"
Melody heard his voice, opened her eyes, and saw the tension in his dark eyes.
She felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
She suddenly gathered the strength to hug him.
"Everett…” He cared about her.
He indeed cared about her! "Get off first."
Everett looked in the mirror, opened the door, and carried her down.
In a car accident, the first thing to do was to get out of the car.
Melody hugged him tightly and her eyes sparkled.
But Everett looked at the person who had come down from the car behind them.
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