God knows

I stood outside the cheap restaurant with anxiety, thinking that if the white shirt of the office worker woman was a famous brand such as Prada or Dior (what brand would produce a white shirt?), my mother and I should pay her for it. To escape with five fingers broken, nails pulled out and fasting for a week...

"Can you check for me?" I asked Phoenix before pushing the door, and saw her shaking her head at me.

"If you're talking about helping you feel first to see if she's angry, I don't know her emotions, and I can't find anyone."

"Oh, it's useless!" I sighed, took a deep breath and pushed the door into the restaurant. I felt the smell of meat and deep-fried oil coming out of my nostrils. The place inside was half full. In a few seconds, I saw the position of the office worker woman by the window.Her hair is dark brown, but her facial features look soft under the light, and her makeup is light and elegant, so she looks like she came out to work hard at a very young age.

"Uh, hi."

I said, seeing that impolite guy like Phoenix sat down, although she didn't have to worry about politeness, but this action distracted me, and I almost sat down.

"Hi," she stood up and smiled at me, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. Being able to smile probably isn't a sign of a crisis, "I'm asking you to buy me another cup of coffee, shouldn't it be a problem?"

"I'd like to treat you to dinner, if you don't mind," I said, looking at the large stain on her white shirt that would be impossible to clean, plus what Phoenix said about her day. It was ruined by me before the start, and thinking about it, I don't think it's more than enough to invite dinner.

"She's both pleasantly surprised and suspicious." Phoenix chuckled a few times, then turned to tell me, "It's always like this. Without pure feelings, human emotions will be mixed like this, heh."

Ignoring another excessive comment from Phoenix for now, I hurriedly waved my hand, "It's just compensation, I'm really sorry about the morning."

She nodded, smiled and handed me the menu.

There is a six-year difference, and her name is Cynthia. I was surprised that we can still have dinner and chat with her normally, after all, we are strangers so far.

She briefly talked about the environment and content of her work, most of which were paper processing and running errands, "At this age, I was always ordered when I first entered, and I recognized it..."

I told my grade and school, although this age is not too far away from her, she still nodded as if nostalgic.

Finnis cocked her feet in a daze at the traffic outside the window, and our conversation seemed to be nothing to her ears.

"So why would you even want to call me if it's just a cup of coffee?" I asked Cynthia, sticking a fork into my chips.After all, it was just a cup of coffee, and she made an appointment at this small fast food restaurant, so naturally it was not some valuable compensation.

"Well, life is very boring." Cynthia smiled and said, it was a very touching smile, "You can be regarded as the biggest episode so far, I thought about it and let it go, but when I got off work, I turned to write about you A note with a number, so I dialed the number when I was bored..."

It's too casual and natural, right?I'm speechless.

"...But I still earned a free meal, which is considered lucky..." Cynthia said, brushing her messy hair and resting her arms casually on the table, "... even more fortunately, Ann, you are such a funny person people..."

Phoenix laughed again, startled me abruptly, made me jump slightly, and interrupted Cynthia's endless words.

"Try flirting."

I didn't understand what Phoenix meant by saying this, and it would be weird if it was an order.But I looked at the person sitting opposite her with interesting eyes, and immediately understood that her words were describing Cynthia's intentions.

day!

I moved uneasily, feeling the fries lose their original taste on the tip of my tongue.

"Uh...I...uh...Nice to meet you too..."

Normally speaking, this should be a very good situation. Knowing the opponent's next move when the situation is not completely clear, generally speaking, people have more time to react and make better responses. I'm not a shrewd person, and the plot was a bit beyond my expectation. Even though Phoenix bought me so much more time, I was still at a loss for the most part.

"Then, does this count as 'some kind of' consensus?"

Cynthia looked at me with a charming and lazy smile, as if there were many messages in it that I couldn't see, and I was speechless.

"She's not really interested in you either," Phoenix explained to my obvious embarrassment.

"Then why?"

I asked out loud, the question was for Phoenix, but Cynthia's expression turned confused.

Phoenix looked at me with sky blue eyes, his expression was so calm, so calm and charming, "Lonely."

"...Because of loneliness."

This time I caught all the meaning in Phoenix's curt tones.

"Where's your boyfriend?" I asked her, pretending to be calm, as if casually chatting about a book I just finished.

Cynthia didn't expect that the topic she avoided would be followed by my abnormal interrogative sentence, and I could see the astonishment in her eyes.

"Boyfriend, there is no such thing...heh!"

But she reacted quickly, responded naturally, and gave me another awesome smile.

I was also surprised at her quick response, and at the moment when I was wondering if the tone really sounded right, Phoenix suddenly reminded me in a low voice, "Girlfriend." It made me wonder what to do for a while.

"What about your girlfriend? Does she know you're here?" I anxiously followed Phoenix's words and asked her, seeing that the fatal blow had paid off.

It was the first time that Cynthia was not calm this night. I don't know what kind of mentality she was holding to release ambiguous words to me, but relying on the message that Phoenix sent to me, I can imagine that this action may have revenge, or may have brought revenge. A little hopeless, more just an irritated desire for new things to enter her life, so that she would no longer focus on the helplessness of the present.

I don't feel resentful, even though she was only actively trying to play with me in the first place.

"I... God... I..."

She seemed to realize for the first time this night what she had done, and moaned while holding her forehead.

I thought Phoenix would sneer, laughing at all of this, mocking with his usual sneer, "You humans are like this, like that"...

…No, she stared straight at Cynthia with a solemn expression, and there seemed to be some worry oozing out of that stiff and indifferent expression.

"Well, it's okay." I forced a convincing smile, "Now I know I'm not the only one who uses a fast food restaurant as a bar. It feels good not to be alone."

Cynthia laughed a few times, taking this opportunity to let the embarrassing plot pass by.

"Do something."

Phoenix said in a low voice, the voice was so low that I thought it was an auditory hallucination caused by the noise from the restaurant.

This concern seems to be a bit too much, Cynthia is not annoying - even if the behavior is so out of order, I will still decide to forget the episode just because of the goodness of human nature, but Phoenix's rare concern, actually makes me feel right. Sagittarius woman felt a little dissatisfied.

is there anything special about herLet Phoenix take the initiative to make demands on me.

I couldn't think about it, because while I was dissatisfied, I also subconsciously obeyed Phoenix.

"Tell me about... her," I told Cynthia.

And this makes me very indignant. Just such a sentence from Phoenix can make me so unwilling and dissatisfied.

On the other hand, I am very clear that all my negative emotions at this moment come only from her caring expression, which is never directed at me.