The world is cool
Chapter 70
The decoration of the hotel was successfully completed. I went around and was very satisfied. The little lunatic went around and listed a list of fines full of A4 paper.Seeing that the foreman was going to die with me, I hurriedly pulled the little lunatic aside to persuade him.
"Ancestor, you can do it and show your hand. I haven't seen the prime minister on TV saying that migrant workers are our brothers every day, and migrant workers' wages cannot be owed."
"I'm not in arrears," the little lunatic confidently said, "I'll give you the money as soon as the settlement is over."
I was unable to raise my forehead, and the news headlines suddenly appeared in front of my eyes-the unreasonable deductions of the self-employed are outrageous, and the migrant workers are weak and suffering.
After confirming that it didn't make sense, I stopped talking to him and made a decision directly: "There's nothing else to do with you, go home."
The little lunatic stared wide-eyed, as if he didn't expect that I would come.
I patted him on the head angrily: "What are you staring at? Do you want me to give you another golden cudgel to make trouble in heaven? It's enough for so many days." After a pause, I raised my hand and pinched it lightly Only then did he continue to say, "Don't make things difficult for others, and don't make things difficult for yourself."
The little lunatic stared at me in a daze, and slowly, calmed down, his madness was like a leaked balloon, which lost its shape.
After a long time, he said sullenly: "Then I really don't care about anything, you will settle the bill yourself later, don't cry if you give people more money."
"Even if I cry, I'll be fine in the cat's bed." He kicked his butt jokingly, "Hurry up and take a good bath and rest. I've been tired for so many days."
The little lunatic patted his butt, noncommittal, until he got on the battery car and left. I didn't know whether he planned to go home or go for a ride around the second ring road.But I always feel that nothing serious will happen to him. To put it bluntly, the little lunatic is not the kind of person who tortures himself because of bad luck or some blows. In contrast, he is definitely more willing to torment innocent people.
After paying the bill to the construction team, I also had some headaches facing the mess in the room, so I decided to clean up the battlefield tomorrow. After all, cleaning is not my strong point.When the store was locked, Axiu called and said that they had already settled in my newly rented room, and invited the four of us to have hot pot.I suddenly felt dizzy, ashamed to let down the kindness of others, but also very self-knowledge that I would definitely not be able to gather four people, not to mention that the little lunatic has disappeared, even if I am here, I may not feel this way, Zhou Cheng has always been deserted, maybe I still don't know the full names of the two sisters.After much deliberation, I had no choice but to send a text message to Huahua, trying to persuade him to go to the appointment together.
The hot pot was quite enjoyable, Axiu was lively, and Sister Zou had the attitude of her own family.But there is also a fly in the ointment. Sister Zou is too close to her own family, and she is extremely attentive to me, which makes me a little overwhelmed.Occasionally, I met Axiu's eyes, and the girl kept winking as if she was afraid that I didn't understand the situation, please, I don't have many relationships but I'm not a fool, I can even smell Huahua's secretive thoughts towards me Yes, sister Zou can't wait to hold up a sign saying that I have a crush on you, can I not see it!But the problem is that I have always regarded her as the eldest sister and never thought about it. I really can't handle this sudden role change, and I don't feel it at all.
Inexplicably, I was still a little worried that Huahua could see what Sister Zou was thinking. I don't know why, but I was just worried.But until the end of the meal, Huahua behaved very naturally, nothing unusual, so I was relieved.
The Xiaolu Sichuan restaurant is about to open, and everything is ready, except for the cook.
I proposed to put a job advertisement on the Internet, but I was despised by the little lunatic. I refused to accept it, but when the job advertisement posted on the glass of the hotel door found its home the next day, I decided what to do next. Ask the public for their opinion.
The newly recruited cook is called Wang Yong, who is not very old. He is 29 years old. At first, he was not very satisfied with the salary of [-] yuan. Later, he took a sip of the tea brought by Axiu and surrendered unconditionally.It's like a mirror in my heart, it's like Tang Bohu entering Washington, seeing someone.
On the third day after the staff was assembled, Xiaolu Sichuan Restaurant officially opened while the iron was hot.
Zhou Cheng is still in charge of outreach, the little lunatic is in charge of the money, and I am just a waiter, Huahua helps Wang Yong in the back kitchen.During the period, I went to the back kitchen. I originally wanted to urge Wang Yong to act faster. The dishes were served slowly and the guests were already waiting, but as soon as I entered, I saw Huahua clumsily chopping vegetables. Knife and cutting board were intimately connected. The sound of contact is disturbing to hear.Wang Yong was obviously also in a hurry, and kept nagging about how you acted like you were rusty.I want to say a few words for Huahua, for example, he is not a professional in this field, and it is not easy for him to figure it out, but I still didn't say it.
Counting the age, Huahua has arrived and stood up, I don't care what other men are doing at the age of 30, but Huahua is like this, to be honest, I feel a bit useless.If you want to say that there is a sense of disgust in it, it may be a little bit, Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic will not talk about it, even if they are not doing their jobs, they have special skills that others do not have. The boss, from the roadside stall to the barbecue restaurant to now, although he didn't come up with many ideas, but in fact, I made up a lot of things. But, what did Huahua do?Really only the effort is left, the simplest and primitive kind.Now we are all together, the difference is not obvious, but if one day we go our separate ways, what can Huahua do?To builders floor tiles?I don't want to look down on him so much, it's just that this kind of thought popped up all of a sudden, which made me sweat all over.
Sister Zou has not concealed it since she played the hot pot. She greeted me with all kinds of hospitality. I don't like you at all, let's not talk about whether it will hurt the woman's heart, I just think that the two waiters are still cousins, and this will not destroy the stability and unity of the hotel.
On the first day of opening, I felt like I had fought a long march. I was physically and mentally exhausted. When I got home, I couldn’t even lift my fingers. The same was true for everyone else, so I went back to my room early.I noticed that the little lunatic and Zhou Cheng didn't have much communication all day long, but I didn't have time to take care of it. They simply took a shower and then threw themselves into the bed.There is no joy, just tired, maybe too many things are crowded in my head, completely driving away the heartlessness.
Huahua was taking a shower in the bathroom, I turned off the headlights and left only one bedside lamp, hoping to fall asleep before he finished washing.Since that time, I have become more and more uncomfortable lying on the same bed. I thought it would get better after a long time, but on the contrary, it has seriously affected my sleep quality.It's not that Huahua doesn't feel it at all, the evidence is that he sleeps much more honestly now, as if there is an invisible [-]th line between us, and no one is strictly guarding it.If I want to put it aside, I must laugh at him for his faults. It's honest to cuddle around in the summer and now that the weather is cold.But now I will definitely not say this, otherwise it will be my fault.
Sister Zou, Hua Hua, Little Crazy, Zhou Cheng, I don’t know how my life has become a messy ball of yarn. I’m not a cat, so I’m really under a lot of pressure to mess with this.
Perhaps the strange idea during the day also originated from this, I thought.The reason why I was sweating was because it was the first time I clearly realized Huahua's fragile ability to survive in society, and secondly, it was because I suddenly realized that I actually started to think about the possibility of the four of us being separated.There is no permanent banquet in the world. If there is one, it can only be a flowing banquet. Some people come and some people leave. Brothers and sisters whose blood is thicker than water, husbands and wives who hold the same eyebrows may not be able to walk to the end of life hand in hand, let alone friends.
A voice said in his heart: Feng Yiyi, you are a little pessimistic, this is not good.
A voice whispered in my ear: Feng Yiyi, you're finally awake, that's good.
I raised my eyes to look at the ceiling, and a pair of contemptuous eyes emerged from the black hole: Dear, you think too much.
I still really like dead fish eyes.
When Huahua came out of the bathroom, I was more energetic than when I just lay down, so I had no choice but to close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.Huahua turned off the light quietly as always, and went to bed. It was so light that I couldn't hold my breath, and I could hardly hear the sound.I knew he was afraid of disturbing me, but this kind of knowledge was even more melancholy.
Sure enough, it still couldn't continue.
Once this kind of thought appears, it is like a prairie fire that cannot be contained.
But there must always be a reason for sleeping separately. After thinking hard for a long time, I finally figured it out.
Huahua fell asleep very quickly, and not long after, her breathing became steady. I closed my eyes, quietly stretched out my legs from under the quilt, raised them up, raised them up again, and then a free-falling weight hit Huahua's stomach heavily!
Although separated by a quilt, it is a miracle that Huahua can continue to sleep in this situation.Sure enough, the legs were quickly lifted off and carefully put back into the quilt. Then the mattress vibrated, and it was deduced that Huahua must have rolled over.
I waited patiently for a long time until Huahua's breathing became stable again. I became cruel and turned over and put my legs on his waist again. This time, I was still strong and vigorous, and Huahua was woken up again.I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I couldn't understand his expression. I only knew that soon my legs were carefully taken off for the second time and covered.
In this way, I tortured Huahua for half a night. Later, I was tired and sleepy and couldn't bear it anymore, so I fell asleep in confusion.
In the next few days, I repeated my old tricks, basically challenging Huahua's endurance.But that guy didn't mention a single word, how he should work during the day, and he would never go west when you pointed him to the east, and he would respond with a smile from time to time, which made me wonder if he was a masochist.But Nima, I can't bear it anymore. I didn't open a concentration camp dregs hole. Seeing that the dark circles under my eyes are almost turning into smoky makeup, I made up my mind. If you don't mention it, I will do it!
This afternoon, the peak passenger flow had just receded, and Wang Yong was making friends with Axiu in the lobby, while Huahua was left working alone in the back kitchen. In fact, it was not technical, and he just cleaned the dishes, washed vegetables, and cleaned up.I saw the right time and stepped in, pretending to be kind: "Don't be so busy, you can rest too."
Seeing that it was me, Huahua raised the corners of her mouth naturally, and at the same time shook her head and continued with the work at hand. I understood the meaning: I'm fine, I'm not tired.
Out of nowhere, I felt guilty, so I didn’t do anything, okay!
Taking a deep breath, dispelling any distracting thoughts, I said the lines I had prepared in advance: "Hey, am I really dishonest when I go to bed at night, always playing tricks?"
Huahua was stunned, as if she hadn't expected this topic. After a few seconds, she wiped the water off her hands and took out her phone: No.
I believe that if Huahua shook her head instead of typing, I would definitely be able to see the flaws, such as flustered or unnatural.But he chose the safest method, two simple words, inexplicably make people feel reasonable and powerful.A voice can even emerge in my mind, low, but not hoarse, a little clear, and then unusually quiet and stable, so that you cannot ignite thoughts of doubt.
But I know the truth of the matter, even now Huahua's expression is so natural that it can be mistaken for real.
"Don't fool me, it's not that I don't feel it." I patted him on the shoulder on purpose, like two brothers, "That's the problem with me. It's hot when it's hot, and it happens when it's autumn and winter. When I was young Sleeping with my dad so bad he almost whipped me with a belt."
Huahua didn't type any more, and didn't make any movements. She just looked at me quietly.
I don't know if he guessed what I'm going to say next, but the arrow is on the line, I can only laugh dryly, and continue: "So, I'm thinking whether we should make another bed, or I'll make a bed in the living room, Anyway, it’s only one winter, and my problem will be fine after it’s over.”
My abacus is to move out first. As for next spring, I can use reasons such as "the living room is very comfortable" and "I'm used to sleeping" to extend the separation time indefinitely. Over time, it will become an established fact.
Huahua's expression remained unchanged, and the fundus of her eyes became the kind of blackness that I couldn't see through, like a deep pool, with no bottom to be seen.
I was a little uncomfortable, my face froze with a smile, neither continued nor retreated.
So I'm really not good at this kind of mind-playing thing, so I just say that I don't want to be gay and I don't want you to go this way, how good?It's a pity that brain supplementation is easier than doing.
"I said what are you two doing hiding here? Boss, hurry up and make room for me, there are guests!" Wang Yong barged in carelessly, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere, rolled up his sleeves and went to touch the frying spoon.
Yes, fail.
The failure of the separation made me depressed for several days, but I am a flash memory type. To put it bluntly, I can't solve this problem if I think about it, but after that, when other things come up, I temporarily put it on hold Maybe one day I will think about it again and start to worry about it again, so I will try to solve it again.
The business of the Sichuan restaurant is even more booming than expected. Wang Yong's ulterior motives are not in the wine, but the craftsmanship is absolutely undeniable, and many Sichuan-specific spices are brought from home, absolutely authentic, so our group Then follow the non-stop busy work, often at the end of the day, the accounts will be cleared until very late, which makes the little lunatic almost go on strike.But seeing the profits soaring, everyone seemed to be on a stimulant, wishing they could turn into Wang Jinxi and jump into the oil field to stir things up.So Huahua's matter was temporarily sealed by me, thinking that I would read the file when I was free.
But I never thought that I might not be the one who cares most about this matter.
In November, it rained for several days in a row, and the air gradually became chilly. The business of the restaurant continued until very late every day. Sometimes there were not so many customers, so I would let the little lunatic and Huahua go first, and then I would collect Sister Qian Zou and Axiu ran the hall, leaving Wang Yong alone in the kitchen.
This day was even more special. It was raining heavily. There were almost no people shopping in the business district, and the restaurant was even more deserted. I watched the news broadcast that the rainstorm would last until night, so I decided to let Huahua take advantage of the afternoon when the rain was not so heavy. Go back with the little lunatic first, lest it will be dark and rainy at night, and it will be even more inconvenient.It's normal for the little lunatic to accept it without saying a word, but I was a little surprised that Huahua didn't insist on staying.After the two left, we persisted until dark. Seeing that it was unlikely that any business would come to our door, I decided to leave work early for everyone.Wang Yong, Sister Zou and the others lived together, so I told Wang Yong to be careful on the road, and then took a taxi home by myself.
As soon as I opened the door, I was stunned. Suddenly there was a spring bed in the empty living room. Hua Hua sat on the edge of the bed and watched TV, and the little lunatic sat in the middle of the bed bouncing like a trampoline. play it.
"Comrades, what's the situation?" I asked intentionally, but I already had an answer in my heart.
"Huahua thinks it's too crowded to sleep with you, so she decided to move to the living room." Unable to wait for Huahua to type, the little maniac answered directly.
I looked at Huahua, our eyes met, he smiled at me like a very good big dog.
Somewhere in my heart suddenly felt a little sour, and I said without thinking: "Didn't it be agreed that I will move out, you hurry back to the house, this place belongs to me."
Huahua lowered her head and wrote a few words on her phone. After finishing writing, she looked up at me. After waiting for a while, seeing that I didn't intend to walk over, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.
Finally, the mobile phone was handed to the little lunatic, who read aloud directly: "The bed is very comfortable, I will not change it."
After that, Huahua didn't say anything, and didn't even watch me anymore, as if the TV series were a hundred times more attractive than me.
I hung up my coat pretending to be natural, and poured myself another glass of water, until my stomach swelled after drinking, and finally confirmed that Huahua was not going to communicate any more, so I went back to the bedroom angrily.
My chest felt tight all night.I provoked the matter, and now that my wish has come true, I don't feel relieved at all.I can't say why, but I just feel as if I have done something bad, such as stealing a car, or... bullying someone's child.
"Ancestor, you can do it and show your hand. I haven't seen the prime minister on TV saying that migrant workers are our brothers every day, and migrant workers' wages cannot be owed."
"I'm not in arrears," the little lunatic confidently said, "I'll give you the money as soon as the settlement is over."
I was unable to raise my forehead, and the news headlines suddenly appeared in front of my eyes-the unreasonable deductions of the self-employed are outrageous, and the migrant workers are weak and suffering.
After confirming that it didn't make sense, I stopped talking to him and made a decision directly: "There's nothing else to do with you, go home."
The little lunatic stared wide-eyed, as if he didn't expect that I would come.
I patted him on the head angrily: "What are you staring at? Do you want me to give you another golden cudgel to make trouble in heaven? It's enough for so many days." After a pause, I raised my hand and pinched it lightly Only then did he continue to say, "Don't make things difficult for others, and don't make things difficult for yourself."
The little lunatic stared at me in a daze, and slowly, calmed down, his madness was like a leaked balloon, which lost its shape.
After a long time, he said sullenly: "Then I really don't care about anything, you will settle the bill yourself later, don't cry if you give people more money."
"Even if I cry, I'll be fine in the cat's bed." He kicked his butt jokingly, "Hurry up and take a good bath and rest. I've been tired for so many days."
The little lunatic patted his butt, noncommittal, until he got on the battery car and left. I didn't know whether he planned to go home or go for a ride around the second ring road.But I always feel that nothing serious will happen to him. To put it bluntly, the little lunatic is not the kind of person who tortures himself because of bad luck or some blows. In contrast, he is definitely more willing to torment innocent people.
After paying the bill to the construction team, I also had some headaches facing the mess in the room, so I decided to clean up the battlefield tomorrow. After all, cleaning is not my strong point.When the store was locked, Axiu called and said that they had already settled in my newly rented room, and invited the four of us to have hot pot.I suddenly felt dizzy, ashamed to let down the kindness of others, but also very self-knowledge that I would definitely not be able to gather four people, not to mention that the little lunatic has disappeared, even if I am here, I may not feel this way, Zhou Cheng has always been deserted, maybe I still don't know the full names of the two sisters.After much deliberation, I had no choice but to send a text message to Huahua, trying to persuade him to go to the appointment together.
The hot pot was quite enjoyable, Axiu was lively, and Sister Zou had the attitude of her own family.But there is also a fly in the ointment. Sister Zou is too close to her own family, and she is extremely attentive to me, which makes me a little overwhelmed.Occasionally, I met Axiu's eyes, and the girl kept winking as if she was afraid that I didn't understand the situation, please, I don't have many relationships but I'm not a fool, I can even smell Huahua's secretive thoughts towards me Yes, sister Zou can't wait to hold up a sign saying that I have a crush on you, can I not see it!But the problem is that I have always regarded her as the eldest sister and never thought about it. I really can't handle this sudden role change, and I don't feel it at all.
Inexplicably, I was still a little worried that Huahua could see what Sister Zou was thinking. I don't know why, but I was just worried.But until the end of the meal, Huahua behaved very naturally, nothing unusual, so I was relieved.
The Xiaolu Sichuan restaurant is about to open, and everything is ready, except for the cook.
I proposed to put a job advertisement on the Internet, but I was despised by the little lunatic. I refused to accept it, but when the job advertisement posted on the glass of the hotel door found its home the next day, I decided what to do next. Ask the public for their opinion.
The newly recruited cook is called Wang Yong, who is not very old. He is 29 years old. At first, he was not very satisfied with the salary of [-] yuan. Later, he took a sip of the tea brought by Axiu and surrendered unconditionally.It's like a mirror in my heart, it's like Tang Bohu entering Washington, seeing someone.
On the third day after the staff was assembled, Xiaolu Sichuan Restaurant officially opened while the iron was hot.
Zhou Cheng is still in charge of outreach, the little lunatic is in charge of the money, and I am just a waiter, Huahua helps Wang Yong in the back kitchen.During the period, I went to the back kitchen. I originally wanted to urge Wang Yong to act faster. The dishes were served slowly and the guests were already waiting, but as soon as I entered, I saw Huahua clumsily chopping vegetables. Knife and cutting board were intimately connected. The sound of contact is disturbing to hear.Wang Yong was obviously also in a hurry, and kept nagging about how you acted like you were rusty.I want to say a few words for Huahua, for example, he is not a professional in this field, and it is not easy for him to figure it out, but I still didn't say it.
Counting the age, Huahua has arrived and stood up, I don't care what other men are doing at the age of 30, but Huahua is like this, to be honest, I feel a bit useless.If you want to say that there is a sense of disgust in it, it may be a little bit, Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic will not talk about it, even if they are not doing their jobs, they have special skills that others do not have. The boss, from the roadside stall to the barbecue restaurant to now, although he didn't come up with many ideas, but in fact, I made up a lot of things. But, what did Huahua do?Really only the effort is left, the simplest and primitive kind.Now we are all together, the difference is not obvious, but if one day we go our separate ways, what can Huahua do?To builders floor tiles?I don't want to look down on him so much, it's just that this kind of thought popped up all of a sudden, which made me sweat all over.
Sister Zou has not concealed it since she played the hot pot. She greeted me with all kinds of hospitality. I don't like you at all, let's not talk about whether it will hurt the woman's heart, I just think that the two waiters are still cousins, and this will not destroy the stability and unity of the hotel.
On the first day of opening, I felt like I had fought a long march. I was physically and mentally exhausted. When I got home, I couldn’t even lift my fingers. The same was true for everyone else, so I went back to my room early.I noticed that the little lunatic and Zhou Cheng didn't have much communication all day long, but I didn't have time to take care of it. They simply took a shower and then threw themselves into the bed.There is no joy, just tired, maybe too many things are crowded in my head, completely driving away the heartlessness.
Huahua was taking a shower in the bathroom, I turned off the headlights and left only one bedside lamp, hoping to fall asleep before he finished washing.Since that time, I have become more and more uncomfortable lying on the same bed. I thought it would get better after a long time, but on the contrary, it has seriously affected my sleep quality.It's not that Huahua doesn't feel it at all, the evidence is that he sleeps much more honestly now, as if there is an invisible [-]th line between us, and no one is strictly guarding it.If I want to put it aside, I must laugh at him for his faults. It's honest to cuddle around in the summer and now that the weather is cold.But now I will definitely not say this, otherwise it will be my fault.
Sister Zou, Hua Hua, Little Crazy, Zhou Cheng, I don’t know how my life has become a messy ball of yarn. I’m not a cat, so I’m really under a lot of pressure to mess with this.
Perhaps the strange idea during the day also originated from this, I thought.The reason why I was sweating was because it was the first time I clearly realized Huahua's fragile ability to survive in society, and secondly, it was because I suddenly realized that I actually started to think about the possibility of the four of us being separated.There is no permanent banquet in the world. If there is one, it can only be a flowing banquet. Some people come and some people leave. Brothers and sisters whose blood is thicker than water, husbands and wives who hold the same eyebrows may not be able to walk to the end of life hand in hand, let alone friends.
A voice said in his heart: Feng Yiyi, you are a little pessimistic, this is not good.
A voice whispered in my ear: Feng Yiyi, you're finally awake, that's good.
I raised my eyes to look at the ceiling, and a pair of contemptuous eyes emerged from the black hole: Dear, you think too much.
I still really like dead fish eyes.
When Huahua came out of the bathroom, I was more energetic than when I just lay down, so I had no choice but to close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.Huahua turned off the light quietly as always, and went to bed. It was so light that I couldn't hold my breath, and I could hardly hear the sound.I knew he was afraid of disturbing me, but this kind of knowledge was even more melancholy.
Sure enough, it still couldn't continue.
Once this kind of thought appears, it is like a prairie fire that cannot be contained.
But there must always be a reason for sleeping separately. After thinking hard for a long time, I finally figured it out.
Huahua fell asleep very quickly, and not long after, her breathing became steady. I closed my eyes, quietly stretched out my legs from under the quilt, raised them up, raised them up again, and then a free-falling weight hit Huahua's stomach heavily!
Although separated by a quilt, it is a miracle that Huahua can continue to sleep in this situation.Sure enough, the legs were quickly lifted off and carefully put back into the quilt. Then the mattress vibrated, and it was deduced that Huahua must have rolled over.
I waited patiently for a long time until Huahua's breathing became stable again. I became cruel and turned over and put my legs on his waist again. This time, I was still strong and vigorous, and Huahua was woken up again.I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I couldn't understand his expression. I only knew that soon my legs were carefully taken off for the second time and covered.
In this way, I tortured Huahua for half a night. Later, I was tired and sleepy and couldn't bear it anymore, so I fell asleep in confusion.
In the next few days, I repeated my old tricks, basically challenging Huahua's endurance.But that guy didn't mention a single word, how he should work during the day, and he would never go west when you pointed him to the east, and he would respond with a smile from time to time, which made me wonder if he was a masochist.But Nima, I can't bear it anymore. I didn't open a concentration camp dregs hole. Seeing that the dark circles under my eyes are almost turning into smoky makeup, I made up my mind. If you don't mention it, I will do it!
This afternoon, the peak passenger flow had just receded, and Wang Yong was making friends with Axiu in the lobby, while Huahua was left working alone in the back kitchen. In fact, it was not technical, and he just cleaned the dishes, washed vegetables, and cleaned up.I saw the right time and stepped in, pretending to be kind: "Don't be so busy, you can rest too."
Seeing that it was me, Huahua raised the corners of her mouth naturally, and at the same time shook her head and continued with the work at hand. I understood the meaning: I'm fine, I'm not tired.
Out of nowhere, I felt guilty, so I didn’t do anything, okay!
Taking a deep breath, dispelling any distracting thoughts, I said the lines I had prepared in advance: "Hey, am I really dishonest when I go to bed at night, always playing tricks?"
Huahua was stunned, as if she hadn't expected this topic. After a few seconds, she wiped the water off her hands and took out her phone: No.
I believe that if Huahua shook her head instead of typing, I would definitely be able to see the flaws, such as flustered or unnatural.But he chose the safest method, two simple words, inexplicably make people feel reasonable and powerful.A voice can even emerge in my mind, low, but not hoarse, a little clear, and then unusually quiet and stable, so that you cannot ignite thoughts of doubt.
But I know the truth of the matter, even now Huahua's expression is so natural that it can be mistaken for real.
"Don't fool me, it's not that I don't feel it." I patted him on the shoulder on purpose, like two brothers, "That's the problem with me. It's hot when it's hot, and it happens when it's autumn and winter. When I was young Sleeping with my dad so bad he almost whipped me with a belt."
Huahua didn't type any more, and didn't make any movements. She just looked at me quietly.
I don't know if he guessed what I'm going to say next, but the arrow is on the line, I can only laugh dryly, and continue: "So, I'm thinking whether we should make another bed, or I'll make a bed in the living room, Anyway, it’s only one winter, and my problem will be fine after it’s over.”
My abacus is to move out first. As for next spring, I can use reasons such as "the living room is very comfortable" and "I'm used to sleeping" to extend the separation time indefinitely. Over time, it will become an established fact.
Huahua's expression remained unchanged, and the fundus of her eyes became the kind of blackness that I couldn't see through, like a deep pool, with no bottom to be seen.
I was a little uncomfortable, my face froze with a smile, neither continued nor retreated.
So I'm really not good at this kind of mind-playing thing, so I just say that I don't want to be gay and I don't want you to go this way, how good?It's a pity that brain supplementation is easier than doing.
"I said what are you two doing hiding here? Boss, hurry up and make room for me, there are guests!" Wang Yong barged in carelessly, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere, rolled up his sleeves and went to touch the frying spoon.
Yes, fail.
The failure of the separation made me depressed for several days, but I am a flash memory type. To put it bluntly, I can't solve this problem if I think about it, but after that, when other things come up, I temporarily put it on hold Maybe one day I will think about it again and start to worry about it again, so I will try to solve it again.
The business of the Sichuan restaurant is even more booming than expected. Wang Yong's ulterior motives are not in the wine, but the craftsmanship is absolutely undeniable, and many Sichuan-specific spices are brought from home, absolutely authentic, so our group Then follow the non-stop busy work, often at the end of the day, the accounts will be cleared until very late, which makes the little lunatic almost go on strike.But seeing the profits soaring, everyone seemed to be on a stimulant, wishing they could turn into Wang Jinxi and jump into the oil field to stir things up.So Huahua's matter was temporarily sealed by me, thinking that I would read the file when I was free.
But I never thought that I might not be the one who cares most about this matter.
In November, it rained for several days in a row, and the air gradually became chilly. The business of the restaurant continued until very late every day. Sometimes there were not so many customers, so I would let the little lunatic and Huahua go first, and then I would collect Sister Qian Zou and Axiu ran the hall, leaving Wang Yong alone in the kitchen.
This day was even more special. It was raining heavily. There were almost no people shopping in the business district, and the restaurant was even more deserted. I watched the news broadcast that the rainstorm would last until night, so I decided to let Huahua take advantage of the afternoon when the rain was not so heavy. Go back with the little lunatic first, lest it will be dark and rainy at night, and it will be even more inconvenient.It's normal for the little lunatic to accept it without saying a word, but I was a little surprised that Huahua didn't insist on staying.After the two left, we persisted until dark. Seeing that it was unlikely that any business would come to our door, I decided to leave work early for everyone.Wang Yong, Sister Zou and the others lived together, so I told Wang Yong to be careful on the road, and then took a taxi home by myself.
As soon as I opened the door, I was stunned. Suddenly there was a spring bed in the empty living room. Hua Hua sat on the edge of the bed and watched TV, and the little lunatic sat in the middle of the bed bouncing like a trampoline. play it.
"Comrades, what's the situation?" I asked intentionally, but I already had an answer in my heart.
"Huahua thinks it's too crowded to sleep with you, so she decided to move to the living room." Unable to wait for Huahua to type, the little maniac answered directly.
I looked at Huahua, our eyes met, he smiled at me like a very good big dog.
Somewhere in my heart suddenly felt a little sour, and I said without thinking: "Didn't it be agreed that I will move out, you hurry back to the house, this place belongs to me."
Huahua lowered her head and wrote a few words on her phone. After finishing writing, she looked up at me. After waiting for a while, seeing that I didn't intend to walk over, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.
Finally, the mobile phone was handed to the little lunatic, who read aloud directly: "The bed is very comfortable, I will not change it."
After that, Huahua didn't say anything, and didn't even watch me anymore, as if the TV series were a hundred times more attractive than me.
I hung up my coat pretending to be natural, and poured myself another glass of water, until my stomach swelled after drinking, and finally confirmed that Huahua was not going to communicate any more, so I went back to the bedroom angrily.
My chest felt tight all night.I provoked the matter, and now that my wish has come true, I don't feel relieved at all.I can't say why, but I just feel as if I have done something bad, such as stealing a car, or... bullying someone's child.
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