“The club isn\u0027t the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
you e over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I\u0027ll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop, Put Van The Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I\u0027m singing like
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
……”
茹静清醒的时候，手里正握着锅铲，一旁的手机里还放着这首慵懒又舒缓的音乐。
茹静一边接收记忆一边做着饭菜，很快一盘红烧排骨便做好了。
接下来她顺着记忆里的做菜手法，又做了一个小炒青菜和蒜蓉蒸茄子，又打了个鸡蛋汤，这顿饭便做好了。
香气扑鼻，这手法绝了。
茹静按照记忆里的方式将每个菜分成两份装在了两个盘子里。
然后将其中一份放在一个托盘中，又盛了一碗白米饭，一碗鸡蛋汤放在其中。
看看时间，现在是11点55分，很快12点就要到了。
脱了围裙，她端着这些菜去了二楼。
“咚-咚-咚”