Silver Blade and Rose

Zals quickly asked about the identity of that person.

He has a classmate who stayed in school, and now he happens to be working in the logistics. Before he made a phone call to fully describe the characteristics of that person, the other party suddenly realized: "Oh, you are talking about Colonel Rogert."

"Colonel?" Zales asked in confusion.

"He is from the Air Force. He should be performing missions nearby. He was invited to be a guide during his vacation." His classmate said gossipingly, "I heard that the principal has friendship with him, so it is rare to have a chance Invite him to come—”

This classmate used to be the most well-informed one in the whole grade, not because of his excellent intelligence network, but simply because he has a good relationship with the school staff, and he can inquire about a lot of information that is not shared with the students.They bypassed the entrance and exit security posts and went out to buy things from the students on duty. This route was finally finalized after many investigations. I don't know if it will be passed on to the next class of students.

Now that he knew the target's identity, Zars didn't bother him anymore, and was about to hang up after thanking him, but the other party hurriedly asked, "Why, you went back to school?"

"Ah."

"Let's have dinner together that night. I'll be off work in more than an hour."

He enthusiastically invited Zals to have dinner. Normally, Zals would not refuse to thank him, but today Edwin is here...

"Sorry, I didn't come back by myself, let's talk about it next time I have a chance."

The other party didn't insist anymore, and exchanged a few more pleasantries, telling him to remember to contact him next time, and then hung up the phone.Zals bought a can of coffee and a can of soda from a vending machine, found Edwin from the crowd in the line, handed him the drink, and said, "Go find a seat, and I'll line it up."

His intention was that he didn't want Edwin to continue to be crowded here. Although he has rich experience in queuing in cafeterias, Edwin is different. Just now he had to go away and make a phone call to let the other party line up. It would be better for Devin to rest.

But Edwin didn't seem to think so, and he didn't walk away after switching places with him. He just looked up to see how many people were still in front of him, and then asked, "What kind of bread is so delicious? There have always been many people in line. "

"Hmm..." Zars didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say, "You'll know when you eat it later."

The auntie in the cafeteria moved quickly, and the team moved forward at a steady speed, and soon it was their turn.Anyway, it was useless to ask Edwin, Zals simply ordered according to his own preference: "Five for the 2nd and 3rd, in cash."

He asked for more, and he paid in cash, unlike the students who clocked in. When the aunt handed over the bread wrapped in a paper bag, she took a second look at him and recognized him like the uncle janitor: "It's you ,classmate."

"Thank you." Zales held the paper bag in his hand and smiled at her, "I haven't eaten for a long time, so I'll bring my friends here to try the bread."

Suddenly, the auntie took a look at Edwin who was standing next to the queue after receiving the cash, and then took a small bag of biscuits from the side and gave him: "I made it with the extra ingredients today, and I will give it to you and your friends."

Zals had to feel that it was indeed beneficial to grow up like Edwin.

He has been studying here for four years, and he has never seen a few people get special gifts from the aunt in the cafeteria. He didn't even go to buy bread every week. As a result, Edwin got it the first time he came.It would be a lie to say that he was not envious, but he wanted to see Edwin's reaction more than that, and thought it should be interesting.

Thinking of this, he casually stuffed the biscuit into Edwin's arms.Edwin raised his eyes to look at him, but because Zals deliberately turned his head to look elsewhere, his gaze happened to meet the gaze of the aunt in the cafeteria.

"Send it to you." The auntie in the canteen smiled and waved to him, pointing to the bag of biscuits.

Edwin was stunned, then reacted belatedly, and nodded to her.

He seldom dealt with this kind of middle-aged and elderly people who were regarded as his "elders" from the outside, and it was the first time he received such good treatment as a small gift. He was a little unaccustomed, but he would not refuse the other party's kindness.

After accepting the bag of biscuits, he and Zars sat down at a clean table by the window.Zals took two breads from the big paper bag and put them on the table. While opening a soda, he motioned for him to choose randomly: "No. 2 is grilled sausage, and No. 3 is chicken salad, which is more refreshing."

These two flavors of bread are recognized as the most popular. Zales usually eats No. 3 when he needs to gain muscle, and usually prefers No. 2, because the sausage in the bread is smoked with firewood, and the seasoning is just right. Salty but not light, has a very special fragrance.He waited to see which one Edwin liked, and took the rest himself, but Edwin opened the packet of biscuits first, took one from it, and handed him the rest.

Zals accepted it somewhat unexpectedly, and said, "Actually, I thought you wouldn't want it."

"why?"

"...I don't know," he smiled helplessly, "I probably formed a mindset."

Edwin seldom eats outside food. The meal he ate at Mrs. Winnie's Manor and Zales didn't eat much at all. It seems that as long as he doesn't eat outside food, he eats Hannah's bad sandwich at home. It doesn't matter.He always felt that the other party was a little bit obsessed with cleanliness, and it was difficult for him to eat bread from the cafeteria. He didn't expect that Edwin not only accepted the biscuits from his aunt, but also opened them here to eat.

Zals also ate a biscuit, which was filled with chopped nuts and mixed into the small milky biscuits to add texture. It tasted very good.As he ate, he looked at Edwin, who had no expression on his face, but ate his piece anyway.

"How is it? It's delicious. We didn't even want it before." He re-tied the biscuit bag and planned to take it back so that Muen Hannah and Elvins could also taste it. "Auntie rarely sends biscuits." , I still ate someone else's once, and it was much more delicious than Lilian's baked."

Lilian is a typical housewife who likes to bake but has mediocre skills. Although she can also make these small snacks, the taste is not very good, it is just a hobby.Although he occasionally buys snacks from outside, Zals grew up eating the bread and biscuits she baked. When he came to Cranville, he was amazed by the craftsmanship of the canteen auntie. He would queue up as long as there was a limited amount of bread for sale. .

So the cafeteria aunt remembered him, but he didn't expect Edwin to get the biscuits by relying on his face, and he was quite happy to be able to eat them.

He waited for Edwin's comment, and the other party lowered his eyes and chewed for a moment before swallowing half a biscuit, and commented reservedly: "Not bad."

Even so, he ate the biscuit, then took the No. 3 bread on the table, opened the oil paper covering it, observed it silently for a moment, and took a tentative bite.

The bread was toasted just right, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The top of the torn fried chicken breast and shredded cabbage mixed with salad dressing was placed on the top that was separated before baking. The taste was as refreshing as the light green oil paper wrapped in the bread.

Even though Edwin was always unhappy, Zals could still see that his eyes lit up when he took a bite, but he quickly returned to his expressionless expression and continued to eat the whole bread.

"What's wrong?" He couldn't help asking.

Edwin shook his head, ate the bread in silence, and finally opened his mouth when Zals came back from picking up the trash.

"You miss campus life very much." He said firmly.

Zals thought he was going to say something, and laughed when he heard this: "Yeah, it's a good life here, and I learned a lot."

But people don't stay in school all their lives. The time of being a student is short and fleeting. If you don't pay attention, it will pass. You have to learn to grow up.

"Regret? Go to No. 179 and go to work."

Edwin asked suddenly.

Zars was stunned for a moment.

"Of course I don't regret it," he was a little surprised that Edwin would ask this question, contacted the other party's anomaly today, and suddenly understood why the other party said that, "You don't think I regret it, do you?"

If he was unwilling, he would not have agreed to sign a contract with Edwin before; since he decided to make a contract, he certainly would not regret the decision he made after thinking about it.As for why Edwin thinks this way... In fact, he knows that the other party has been blaming himself for his injury, but he never thought that Edwin would think that he regretted his decision because he went home and went to school with him .

"I'm not someone who regrets at every turn." He and Edwin looked at each other and emphasized, "I made all decisions after consideration. I will not regret it, and you don't need to feel guilty about it."

He likes the bread here just because it tastes good, but 179 Rock Hill Street is the place he chooses. There are his partners there, everyone treats him very well, and he also likes this job. Why should he regret it?

Edwin stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"I was thinking too much," he said.

Not only humans, but also demons are greedy for comfort and beauty. In his opinion, Zals could have a more comfortable life, but he chose a difficult path.

On this road, he may lose a lot.For example, family and friends, and even love, these interpersonal relationships will not last forever due to the passage of time. In the near future, Zals will face many partings and losses. Worried that the other party will regret it.

He didn't say these words, but Zals was keenly aware of this and comforted him in turn.

"You must have had many friends before," he whispered.

In such a campus, Zals has this kind of character, there must be many people who want to be friends with him, and there must be many who like him.

And No. 179 Rockhill Street has only two dolls and a dog, and he is also a very deserted place.

"I'm glad I went to No. 179 with a letter of recommendation that day." Zales said, and smiled at Edwin after he looked over. "Otherwise, how would I know you?"