can you be more reserved

Ye Hui got up early today, and it was only 07:30 when he walked to Mo Ranxuan. The shop had just opened, and the boss was still busy. He was surprised to see Ye Hui walking in, but he was still happy, "Xiao Hui is so happy today. Early?"

"Yeah." Ye Hui found a place near the door and sat down, and yelled at the boss, "Uncle Ming looks the same."

"It's alright." The boss wiped the table for Ye Hui, and went back to work in the kitchen.

Today's weather is weird, the fog is so thick that you can't see the scenery across the street clearly, the air is sticky, Ye Hui turned his head and saw the funny slogan - Customisthegud.

He frowned, picked up his phone and wanted to send a message to the Great God.

- Great God, there is a slogan in the breakfast shop of our school

-Customisthegud.

- Don’t you think it’s very 6 hahahahaha at that time, you’d die laughing when you saw it

Turning up are some seemingly trivial and boring conversations, but the more Ye Hui turned, the more he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Last night, he complained to the Great God that the big meat buns sold in the school were all stuffed with mushrooms. He took a bite and almost didn't spit it out. In the end, he was sleepy while talking. He didn't know if the master heard any strange voices in the two hours of call records.

But before he fell asleep, he still vaguely remembered that the great god said, "I will take you to eat big meat buns full of meat in the future". He was so happy that he had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yo, little Hui, what are you doing?"

The boss's voice sounded beside him, and Ye Hui raised his head suddenly, unable to react for a while.

Seeing him in a daze, the boss teased, "Xiao Hui is in a relationship?"

"what?"

The boss put some breakfasts in front of Ye Hui, seeing that no one in the store simply sat across from Ye Hui, with an expression of "I knew it", "I know it when you stare at your phone so silly, someday bring Come and show Uncle Ming."

Ye Hui curled his lips, picked up his chopsticks and rolled a pancake, "Uncle Ming, why don't you go to business and sit across from me?"

"Isn't there no business!"

Seeing that Ye Hui didn't intend to mention it, the boss's spirit of gossip burned even more, and he pulled Ye Hui, "Tell me?"

"Uncle Ming, you are too idle, I am not in love."

"How could it not be!" The boss was a little anxious, "Uncle knew that you were determined to talk when he saw your silly smile on the phone."

"Really not." Ye Hui was a little helpless, and the boss's tone of firmness didn't know who gave him the courage.

"Then tell me what you were watching just now?" The boss slapped the table, intending to entangle him to the end.

"Look at the chat records." Ye Hui picked up a steamed dumpling and said it very casually.

"That's right." The boss raised his head, looking very proud, "You boy still refuses to confess to uncle."

"Why are you so shy?" The boss looked at the proprietress who was busy in the kitchen, approached Ye Hui and said mysteriously, "Your eyes are the same as my first love's eyes on me."

Ye Hui's extended chopsticks froze in the air, and then he firmly picked up a dumpling. He smiled and said, "Uncle, you still know the word first love. If you do this, I can tell aunt about your first love."

"I don't know what's wrong with this. Don't they talk about it every day on TV! Your first love is your aunt, what's there to say!" The boss was a little embarrassed, "But don't tell your aunt about this, or your aunt will call you." kill me."

"why?"

"She's shy!"

This time I was fed dog food even if I was not full, so I forced it.

Ye Hui settled the breakfast in twos and twos, said goodbye to the boss and the others, the wind cleared away the fog, his eyes became clearer, but his mind was in a mess.

"Just your eyes, the same way my first love looked at me."

The words of the boss kept reappearing in his mind, as did the page after page of chat records with the master, disturbing him like a knot of wool, the more he wanted to untie it, the tighter the knot would be. He clings tightly.