can you be more reserved

A few people got off the car at "Mo Ranxuan" as usual, and the wicked boss was happy when he saw Ye Hui walk into the store with a limp, "I said Xiao Hui, you have something to do with your lameness." Why? Why do I see you disabled every day..."

Seeing that the boss was in his late thirties, Ye Hui didn't give him a supercilious look. He found a chair and sat down, because the shop is small and picky. Although the food is delicious, they are all in small portions, and the tables are extremely small. , the two big men were too cramped to sit together, so he asked Song Yanzhi to sit opposite, and let the other two find their own seats.

"Aunt!" Ye Hui waved to the proprietress, "As usual..."

"Okay, okay." The proprietress squinted her eyes and smiled, took a rag to wipe the leaves and returned to the table in front of her, "Little Hui, why are you twisting your legs again?"

"Ah, don't mention it." Ye Hui said, "Auntie, I'm called Unlucky Years, don't get too close to me, or I will get molded..."

"Hey, what you said, my aunt takes care of you like a son, how can she ignore you because of this." The proprietress pretended to be unhappy, and said in a blink of an eye, "Xiao Hui, just ignore that person, Look at your hard work today, auntie! I'll give you a [-]% discount!"

"Well, thank you, Auntie." Ye thought about it and continued, "Auntie treats me like a son, so I have to be careful, and don't be beaten by your son jealously one day."

"You said that, why would your brother beat you?" The proprietress knew that he was joking, and she couldn't close her mouth because of his teasing.

Ye Hui met the boss’s wife’s son a few times. He was tall and burly, estimated to be two meters high. It looked like a dark mountain at one stop. I heard that he was a contractor in another city and didn’t earn much every day. , but it was all hard money, the proprietress was very distressed, but she didn't say anything, but every time he came home, he cooked a bunch of food, Ye Hui met him several times, I have to say, He is very envious, and sometimes he also thinks that it is better to be born in such a family. Even if he has to worry about making a living, all efforts are meaningful and beautiful.

But at that time, when he told the great god about it, he was immediately denied. He said, "When you were really born in that family, maybe you wouldn't think so."

Yes, he just looked at things from the perspective of a passer-by, and he didn't see the suffering and hardship behind happiness. He couldn't see those struggling in the mud and those who were unwilling to fall, so what qualifications did he have to say yes? or bad yet.

"Anything, only when you are in it, are you qualified to evaluate it." That's what the Great God said at that time.

Ye Hui suddenly realized sadly that he had thought of the Great God twice during this time of being stupefied. It turned out that the Great God had already integrated into every detail of his life before he knew it. The white froth follows like a shadow, co-existing and indestructible.

"The third one?"

"Oh! Hmm..." Song Yanzhong's call reminded Ye of his purpose, and he straightened his thoughts before he said, "Xueba, you'd better be on guard against Lu San, others don't care about you." Bad, but crazy enough to do anything."

"for example?"

"......Uh"

Seeing that Ye Hui's eyebrows were almost tangled, Song Yanzhi spoke up for him, "He must be gay."

"I... I don't know too well, maybe I have that tendency..." Ye Hui said stutteringly, "Xueba, you know everything about me. Lu San, or me, if you feel disgusted, I will never appear within ten meters of you!"

"...I'm gay too."

What? ? ?

Ye Hui suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.