the soul side

She is the first customer to visit Zhonghua Garden today. She is sitting against the wall with her head propped up. Her elegant coat is hanging on the stool. She is wearing a sweater and a long skirt. She is youthful, beautiful and fashionable, and half of the white dial is exposed from the cuffs. .

Such a woman invited Cheng Yiming to sit down and chat with her about the food in the store. Cheng Yiming hesitated for a moment, then turned around and saw everyone's various eyes, she took a little look at Cheng Yiming: "You don't look like you at all. Not like the people who work here."

"Really..." Cheng Yiming responded casually: "I'll ask the waiter to order for you, they know the dishes very well."

"Okay." She looked at Cheng Yiming, without any reluctance, Cheng Yiming called a male waiter to order for her, turned around and heard a woman's voice: "Oh! My name is Zhou Zhihui, what's your name?"

Cheng Yiming was taken aback by the exact same name as his senior sister. Looking back at her, Zhou Zhihui smiled brightly at him.

Such a coincidence made Cheng Yiming somewhat concerned: "My name is Cheng Yiming." After speaking, Cheng Yiming went to the back kitchen.

Cheng Xinyuan, who was arranging the table napkins, saw him coming, and turned to the other table with her back to Cheng Yiming.

Her heart was bleeding. To her, Cheng Yiming was once such a clean young man, yearning for dreams, full of helplessness, and extremely sincere. In such a materialistic city, he was too weak to be called an upright man. A man, but he is very pure. Cheng Xinyuan knows that it is strange to use this adjective on a man, but she has been wandering abroad for so many years, and has met many men who made her sick just by looking at him. Cheng Yiming is a person who really lives a pure spirit. .

This ignorant big boy may have an indissoluble bond with her, or he may meet another very good girl. After all, everything is fate.

She can accept that he doesn't like her, but she can't accept that he has become like this, living in a so-called friend's house, and being picked up by men to and from get off work every day.

Cheng Yiming walked by, she turned her head to look at Cheng Yiming's back.

Cheng Yiming walked into the back kitchen and looked around to find Zhou Ling's figure, and leaned over to ask in a low voice, "Are you okay yesterday?"

Zhou Ling's eyes turned green: "It's okay."

"Do you...do you want to go to the hospital?" Cheng Yiming saw his expression, he must not have slept all night.

"I'm really fine." Zhou Ling prepared the dishes numbly. He really didn't sleep all night. He played games with Luo Chenghehe all night, and now he is dragging this walking dead to work with muscle memory.

Cheng Yiming's eyes glanced at his lower body unconsciously, Zhou Ling turned around and continued to output towards the chopping board.

Cheng Yiming remembered that when he was the first time, he was not as calm as Zhou Ling the next day. Zhou Ling was indeed a tough guy, and Cheng Yiming was too embarrassed to say anything more, and it was embarrassing to say it.

Going to the locker room and changing into a chef uniform to start a day's work, Cheng Yiming began to guide the new apprentices. Like him, he just graduated from university and is a native of S city. He didn't find a suitable job, so he came in as an apprentice with some connections.

Cheng Yiming saw that he was a little impatient with his love of doing things, and guessed in his heart that he might not like this job, but because he couldn't find a good job and the people around him helped him to make connections, so he had to come here, Cheng Yiming thought My previous self was very soft towards him.

But he is not Chu Yiming, and he doesn't have the ability to forcefully upgrade his life, and the most he can do is only gentle and patient words.

Cheng Yiming can only try his best to persuade him to be active if he wants to continue. After all, he has no foundation at all now. If he learns slowly like this, it is possible for this apprentice to be an apprentice for a year. Cheng Yiming has a foundation and He is eager to learn, and the chef admires him, so he has been studying for two months and has become a full-time regular.

Zhao Xijie didn't react when he heard it, and just peeled the skin there.

After the lunch break, several groups gathered together to chat separately. The waitresses chatted about what cotton jacket they wanted to buy, which one looked particularly good, and what color they wanted.

One sighed: "Actually, I'm a little envious of Chef Cheng, they don't have to choose phobias."

The person next to her smiled and pushed her: "God, can you bear it? Chef Cheng is not an ordinary person, he wants to do big things."

When they were in the dormitory, they talked a lot about Cheng Yiming, and discussed countless times what the person who was sitting in that black luxury car to send Cheng Yiming to work looked like.

In the end, the most realistic conclusion is that a greasy middle-aged man in his thirties to 40 years old, with a beer belly, rich but a bit perverted.

They get goosebumps just thinking about it.

Cheng Xinyuan's complexion is very bad, but whenever this matter is mentioned, she doesn't have a good complexion: "Depending on how long other people can be successful, relying on yourself is the real thing. It's unrealistic to be careful and steal chickens without losing money." , Cheng Xinyuan suddenly raised her voice, causing the people at the same table to quickly put away their teasing expressions.

Cheng Yiming and several other chefs mentioned Cheng Xinyuan's words, their eyes were subconsciously the first to look at Cheng Yiming, and then they acted as if nothing had happened.

Zheng Daicheng responded with a shout and a drink: "Yes, with so many tricks, the most important thing for a person is to see how much ability he has."

Zhou Ling was irritated while listening to the game, and he didn't lift his head: "Are you talking too much? MD is capable, and you can go with him." Zhou Ling cursed: "It's a success, I'm going to steal it from you, an immortal!" I let it go, it's mine!"

The Zhonghua Garden was completely silent, only Zhou Ling's scolding voice was spreading.

Cheng Yiming looked at Zheng Daicheng, still with two flat and non-aggressive tones: "If you think you are very capable, don't look at me with this kind of eyes. If the 3 yuan clothes make you so upset, I will wear them next time." What do you do with 30 yuan?"

Zheng Daicheng didn't expect Cheng Yiming to be so shameless when he looked at meekly: "Okay, then we won't hide it anymore. Are you admitting that you messed around outside?" The people in the shop saw it more than once He got out of the luxury car, and Sun Ya also said that once Cheng Yiming went back to the dormitory wearing a man's suit, and later said that he would move to a friend's house. Less than a week after moving in, the clothes he used to wear were only one The item never appeared again.

A casual search for his belongings on the Internet found that there were tens of thousands of things at random. Everyone passed on the news silently, knowing that Cheng Yi knew what caused these changes.

Messing around with two words made Cheng Yiming's resentment burn. He didn't allow anyone to talk about his relationship with Chu Yiming: "I'm just with the person I like, please be careful with your wording."

Zheng Daicheng retorted: "Words? I didn't say that it would be good if you were taken care of, you really have the face to say you like this word!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." The people next to him pulled Zheng Daicheng to make peace, Sun Ya pulled Cheng Yiming to calm him down, and several waitresses surrounded him to tell him not to worry when they saw that Cheng Yiming was so angry , Said that Zheng Daicheng had this temper.

But everyone's expressions were very obvious. They felt that what Zheng Daicheng said was right. In the end, Uncle Yan slapped the table and told Cheng Yiming to leave work early today and go home to rest for half a day.

Cheng Yiming was full of stubbornness: "I can go to work."

Uncle Yan snorted displeasure: "You can afford 30 clothes, what work do you still have?"

Cheng Yiming stopped talking back, turned around and went to the dressing room to change clothes and left the Zhonghua Court, stood on the cold street and walked out quickly, when he walked out of the street, tears rolled down his face.

Cheng Yiming walked without saying a word, he had to cry now, otherwise he couldn't help but cry in front of Chu Yiming when he got home.

Tears rolled down, and after a while Cheng Yiming wiped away the tears and took the subway home, and bought oxtail and other things in the supermarket under the community.

Make warm oxtail soup for Chu Yiming today.

Sliced ​​noodles are served with oxtail soup as a main course, and vegetables, oxtail and fried eggs are used as a sub.

After stewing the oxtail, Cheng Yiming sent a text message to Chu Yiming: "Don't pick me up today, I leave work early and I'm home already." '

As soon as Chu Yiming came home, he opened the door and smelled the meaty aroma of oxtail soup. He took off his shoes and went to the kitchen, looking at Cheng Yiming who was cutting noodles: "Why did you leave work so early today?"

"Because I suddenly wanted to make you stewed oxtail soup, so I took a half-day off." Cheng Yiming turned to look at Chu Yiming who was standing outside the kitchen looking at him, and waved to him: "Come and taste for salt. "

Chu Yiming walked into the kitchen and hugged Cheng Yiming's waist, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, with a smile in his eyes: "No salt, sweet."

Cheng Yiming dragged the large burden carrying him to the oxtail soup, scooped out a spoonful of it, blew it, and fed it to Chu Yiming with his hands.

Cheng Yiming watched the Adam's apple rolling in front of him, swallowed unconsciously: "How is it?"

"Just right, it's delicious."

Hearing the praise, Cheng Yiming couldn't help but smile: "Go out and wait for a while, cook the noodles and eat them right away."

After dinner, they washed the dishes together, Cheng Yiming asked Chu Yiming, "Are you going to fight today?"

"Do something else today."

"what?"

"Don't you know?" Chu Yiming looked at Cheng Yiming and smiled teasingly.

Cheng Yiming understood immediately.

Cheng Yiming was a little out of shape. Compared with being involved in it wholeheartedly before, he was more tightly hugging Chu Yiming's body, and his words were soft and waxy:

"You hug me."

Being imprisoned seamlessly by Chu Yiming's embrace, Cheng Yiming felt much warmer.

On the morning of going to work the next day, Cheng Yiming met that diner named Zhou Zhihui again. She didn’t know what kind of job she was. Seeing that Zhou Zhihui changed her watch today, she looked like a million jumper, and she also wore simple diamond earrings.

You have seen a lot of rich diners in Zhonghua Garden, but it is rare to see such a young and beautiful person with golden light all over her body, and she comes early every day, sitting in the empty shop and looking forward.

The male waiter looked right through.

But this Zhou Zhihui only seemed to have a good eye for Cheng Yiming, who was dressed in the same class as her, which made the waiter feel uneasy. He pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Chef Cheng is 'unusual', women better not like it." Such a man."

But Zhou Zhihui obviously didn't take the waiter's words to heart. Cheng Yiming saw her again before leaving work in the afternoon. She was sitting by the door eating alone. She had obviously finished eating and was drinking grape juice. She saw him put down the glass and follow up Ask him for his phone number.