My new colleague is my love

Ye Xi got up in the early morning for an unprecedented time, and then submitted an application to go out.

He reckoned that he might be mentally ill. He didn't stay indoors in this weather, so he insisted on blowing the cold wind outside.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he won't catch a cold, if it wasn't for the promise not to use the ability at will, he wouldn't even feel the cold.

Coling White got up at six o'clock in the morning, so Ye Xi didn't bump into her until she went out after washing.

Too lazy to think about how crazy and hysterical Colin White would be after he came back here today, Ye Xi went out the door.

He is located in the northern part of the United States. Due to the geographical environment, the wind here is very strong, and it will blow loudly in autumn. As soon as Ye Xi walked into the street, his hat was blown off by the draft.

If the building is built like this, there will be a narrow pipe effect when the wind blows. This designer is probably poisonous.

Ye Xi bent down to pick up the hat, and put it back on his head, blocking his silver hair.

I haven't been out since I came back from the square that day, and it was a sudden rise in the early morning of this morning. I remembered the group of pigeons and that enthusiastic person, and suddenly wanted to take another look.

Although he didn't deliberately remember the location of the square, but relying on his excellent intuition, Ye Xi didn't go the wrong way at all, and arrived at the square.

It is past six o'clock, and there is no one in the square, not even the pigeons, who are hiding in their nests.

So why did I come out so early?

Ye Xi couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Has he not used his brain for so long that his brain has rusted?

Wrapped in the windbreaker that wrapped her body, Ye Xi walked towards the breakfast shop.

The breakfast in America doesn't really suit Ye Xi's taste, no matter how expensive the ingredients are, it doesn't make any difference to Ye Xi.

He also doesn't like this place in America. The people here have very different personalities from his race. Even though the officials who left him insisted that he treat this place as his home, he still couldn't give birth to even a little bit of it. Belonging.

His home has become an extremely inconspicuous speck of dust in the universe.

After breakfast, Ye Xi walked slowly back to the square, unexpectedly the small newsstand selling fodder in the square was already open.

After entering the information age, few people still buy paper newspapers. The boss who runs Baoting and sells newspapers every day probably makes a living by selling feed for pigeons.

Ye Xi took care of the newsstand owner's business and bought a bag of feed for pigeons.

It may be that they have been fed by humans for a long time, and the pigeons have learned to step on the spot to look for food in the square.

Ye Xi poured a handful of feed into his hands, spread his palms, and called the pigeons to come and eat.

He can protect his palms with supernatural powers from being pecked by pigeons, so he let a bunch of pigeons rush to his side, just to compete for feed.

Soon all the feed was robbed, and there was nothing left. If it weren't for the pigeons not being able to lick with their tongues like cats and dogs, Ye Xi suspected that these pigeons might have licked his palms clean.

Seeing that Ye Xi had no feed in his hands, the pigeons stood on the ground, staring at Ye Xi with their small eyes, mainly at Ye Xi's bag of feed.

"Only you are smart."

Ye Xi couldn't help being happy, he reached out and caught a pigeon, and stroked the pigeon's head.

The pigeon didn't move, and enjoyed it quite a bit. It took the initiative to approach Ye Xi, and stretched out its small head for Ye Xi to stroke.

"You are so good, then I will reward you with a separate piece of feed."

Ye Xi poured out some feed, took the pigeon into his arms, and fed it alone.

"Cuckoo cluck cluck"

The other pigeons were unhappy when they saw this, and started chirping.

Ye Xi had no choice but to spread out the feed for these little guys and feed them accurately.

The pigeons were probably happy to eat, and they all jumped into Ye Xi's arms, coveting the position of the pigeon in Ye Xi's arms.

"Friend, are you a pigeon? Why are these pigeons not sticking to anyone, but sticking to you?"

Some familiar voices came from one side, Ye Xi turned his head and saw the young man who was pulling himself to feed the pigeons with great interest.

"Maybe I'm more friendly." Ye Xi said.

Jin Xuan smiled, walked over and grabbed a pigeon while the pigeon was not paying attention, and put it in her arms. The pigeon was very reluctant, flapping its wings, and fluttered a lot of feathers on Jin Xuan's sweater.

"Forget it, I don't wear semi-finished down jackets." Jin Xuan put the pigeon down.

After the pigeon was put down, it dangled its two little feet and ran away, at least eight feet away from Jin Xuan.

Ye Xi: "Give it up, pigeons don't like you."

Jin Xuan laughed: "My friend, can you be more tactful?"

Ye Xi pursed her lips and continued to snore the pigeons, ignoring Jin Xuan.

Jin Xuan was an acquaintance, so he sat on the bench where Ye Xi was sitting, and fed some of the feed Ye Xi bought for the pigeons.

"I seldom see people who come to the square to feed pigeons at this time. Why did you suddenly come to feed the pigeons?" Jin Xuan asked.

Ye Xi said vaguely, "I just have nothing to do, so I'll come whenever I want."

Jin Xuan was thoughtful: "You don't need to go to work, so it seems that your family conditions are good."

Ye Xi: No, he was only raised by America.

"What about you? You often come here to feed the pigeons? Then you don't have to go to work, do you?" Ye Xi asked rhetorically.

Jin Xuan directly admitted: "That's right, I don't go to work." Even without the financial support of the Jin family, his parents are very capable and opened a foreign trade company. The day was still very moist.

Ye Xi was not talking, and suddenly became quiet.

Fortunately, Jin Xuan is a social cow, so he immediately opened up the chatterbox again: "I think we will meet often in this square in the future, why don't we get to know each other?"

Do you want to get to know each other?

Ye Xi didn't know.

His identity is very troublesome. If this young man finds out his true identity one day, will he stay away from him?

Having friends and then losing them is hard.

But he is really lonely.

Closed in that house every day, three meals a day and sleeping almost became the whole of his life.

He also wanted someone to accompany him, and it would be nice to have someone as enthusiastic as a young man.

If he came out to meet this young man during the day, he could also avoid dealing with Ke Ling White, which was also a good choice.

Jin Xuan saw Ye Xi's hesitation, and he retracted his attempt in a measured manner.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, we can be familiar strangers."

Ye Xi suddenly said: "There is nothing unwilling, my name is Ye Xi."

Jin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hello, my name is Jin Xuan."

The two of them knew each other.

After exchanging names, Jin Xuan became more and more acquainted, and couldn't stop chatting about anything.

"I often come to this square to feed the pigeons. I think it is very interesting to play with the pigeons. I can stay here for several hours every time. I want to raise one, but there is often no one at home. It starved to death."

The disappointment in Jin Xuan's tone was hard to hide.

Ye Xi felt that it would be impolite for him to ask Jin Xuan why there was often no one at home. After thinking about it, Ye Xi said: "Then you can come to the square more, so that you can have a flock of pigeons."

Jin Xuan: "That's actually what I thought at the beginning, so I would run to this square whenever I have time."

Ye Xi didn't understand, so he asked Jin Xuan, "Why do you like pigeons so much?"

This is nothing more than an ordinary pigeon.

"Don't you think these pigeons are very happy?" Jin Xuan asked.

Ye Xi couldn't understand what he meant.

Jin Xuan then explained.

"These pigeons have nests specially used to live in. They don't have to run around every day, someone will feed them. They are also very arrogant. It is difficult for the feeder to touch them, and they can fly around freely. How nice."

Jin Xuan actually showed a hint of envy.

Hearing what Jin Xuan said, Ye Xi felt that he was like a pigeon without wings.

He lives in a house arranged for him by the American government. He has a large amount of living expenses every month, and there is a person who cooks for him. Report, where can you fly like these pigeons, you can fly as you want.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly.

And he is just a bright and beautiful bird in a cage.

The pigeons around me were still cooing, and the two people on the bench had their own difficulties and pains.

"These pigeons have grown so fat, it's because this is America. If they were in Huazhou, they might be caught and stewed with pigeon soup." Jin Xuan felt that Ye Xi was not happy, so he switched topic.

"Yesi, tell me, these pigeons are just a lump of meat after they've been shaved?"

Ye Xi silently moved a little to the other side of the bench.

Jin Xuan: "???"

"Why did you move so far?"

Ye Xidao: "I think your idea of ​​wanting to shave pigeon hair is a little perverted."

Jin Xuan: "...I just said it casually."

The two stayed in the square for several hours until lunch time.

"Ye Xi, let me take you to a delicious restaurant for lunch!" Jin Xuan touched his stomach, "My stomach is already protesting that I didn't feed it in time."

Ye Xi stood up first: "Then let's go."

Anyway, it's time for lunch, he doesn't care if it's earlier or later.

Jin Xuan took Ye Xi to a very authentic Chinese restaurant. Ye Xi had never eaten such dishes, so Jin Xuan ordered all the dishes.

"Squab pigeon soup?" Ye Xi looked at the list, "Don't you like pigeons? Do you want to eat pigeons?"

Jin Xuan: "Actually, I still like rabbits, but I still eat rabbits."

The bunny is so cute, of course I want to eat the bunny.

Pigeons are so cute, of course they can be eaten too.

Ye Xi realized that he would eat whatever he likes without delay.

Jin Xuan ordered three dishes, and after he finished ordering, he waited for the waiter to leave and introduced the dishes he ordered to Ye Xi.

"These dishes are all Chinese food. This restaurant specializes in Chinese food. It has been open for several years, and the business has always been good. Today our lunch is a squab soup, a fish-flavored shredded pork, and I don't know what your taste is like for a dish of garlic and white meat, it's all randomly ordered."

Ye Xi nodded, he didn't ask how the fish should be cut into shreds, nor what kind of meat is white meat.

You have to look more stable, and you can't act like you haven't seen the world. Image is very important.

After the food was served, Ye Xi took the first bite.

Forget it, what image you want, food is more important.

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This is fiction, don't contact reality, it has nothing to do with reality