Inhuman Crush Facts

The next day Fan Nanting got up very early.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Fan came back after buying breakfast, and saw Fan Nanting sitting at the door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Who are you looking at?"

Of course, Fan Nanting couldn't say that he was waiting for Chen Deng, so he made up a reason that the air was good in the morning, so he could breathe fresh air here.But Uncle Fan didn't know what he was thinking, so he broke his mind with a smile, "Waiting for someone?"

Uncle Fan didn't know the name of the person Fan Nanting liked, but he knew that there was only that person who could make Fan Nanting like this.

Fan Nanting thought he had hidden his thoughts well: "!"

"It's not Uncle hitting you, but Nanting, he came here for dinner yesterday, most likely he passed by here, and he may not come today." Uncle Fan sighed, "So the probability of you waiting for him is very small."

Fan Nanting's expression froze, and he couldn't laugh immediately.

Why doesn't he understand this truth?But knowing it all, Fan Nanting still didn't believe in fate, he stubbornly believed that there would be an accident, otherwise he had been looking for Chen Deng for so long, why did he suddenly meet him yesterday?

Seeing that Fan Nanting didn't listen, Uncle Fan didn't say anything more, handed him a breakfast and entered the room, leaving Fan Nanting sitting at the door in a daze.

Facts proved that Uncle Fan was right. Fan Nanting stayed on guard until the afternoon, but Chen Deng did not appear at the door again.

This made Fan Nanting very sad.

There were not many guests in the afternoon, so Uncle Fan went upstairs to rest, and the kitchen staff also took a nap in the courtyard.Fan Nanting couldn't sleep, so he just sat at the front desk and watched the store.

In the early autumn, the afternoon is no longer as hot as in summer. Fan Nanting turned on a small fan and played with his mobile phone while blowing. He was mainly looking at the contributions on the wall, and then he found that his contributions had been deleted.

Fan Nanting: "!"

Fan Nanting was taken aback, poked the wall portrait and had a private chat with him: Where is my contribution?Why is it gone? !

The administrator of the wall happened to be online, and the message replied quickly: I was planning to tell you that the post will be deleted. The owner contacted us and expressed his concern for such a post, so we deleted it. I am very sorry!

If Fan Nanting was still doubtful that the post was deleted just now, after reading the administrator's words, Fan Nanting stood up abruptly as if he had been stepped on the tail, his eyes glistening.

If he understood correctly, what the administrator meant was... Did Chen Deng see this post?

Fan Nanting stood up abruptly, his face instantly looked like a ripe red apple, seeing the love in the text sent to the wall yesterday, his ears burned.

Fan Nanting frantically wanted to withdraw, but found that the time for withdrawing had already passed, so he could only delete the chat, deceiving himself that nothing happened.

However, the memory has already been engraved in his mind. When Fan Nanting closed his eyes, what he thought of was the liking he said. He felt like sitting on pins and needles, and wanted to submit another draft, afraid that Chen Deng would think he was a pervert.

The business of Uncle Fan's shop is very good, and there are many repeat customers. Some tourists from other places will also come here. Fan Nanting has been working here for more than ten years, so he has heard a lot of stories.

What impressed him the most was that one year, a guitarist in an underground band said that he had been harassed by perverts.Fan Nanting thought something was wrong at the time, but later found out that it was the person who wrote the text.//The guitarist and himself were obscene, and he was crazy about the guitarist.

Although it's been a long time, Fan Nanting still remembers the expression on the guitarist's face when he said this, and what's the difference between what he's doing now and what that fan is doing?

The guitarist is still a public figure, and Chen Deng is not considered a public figure, but he wrote that he likes him, and he has liked him for a long time, so what is it if he is not a pervert?

Thinking that Chen Deng might treat him as a pervert, Fan Nanting couldn't sit still, feeling ashamed and annoyed, wanted to submit a manuscript to Qiang to explain what happened, but was afraid that Qiang would not accept his manuscript after hearing Chen Deng's words.

In the quiet time of the afternoon, it was fine for Fan Nanting not to take a lunch break. He became an ant on the hot pot at the front desk, and he didn't even know that there were customers in the store.

When Chen Deng walked into the store, what he saw was the curly-haired waiter from yesterday, with a blushing face muttering: "..."

"Can I still eat?" Chen Deng reached out and knocked on the table, trying to get the boy's attention back, "If possible, I'd like a set of seasonal vegetables and mapo tofu, eat here, and a bottle of water."

There is nothing more surprising than an imaginary person suddenly appearing in front of his eyes. Even though he only heard Chen Deng speak yesterday, Fan Nanting quickly recognized that the person who spoke was Chen Deng.

He put down his phone numbly, ignored his hot face, looked at Chen Deng with joy, and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... yes."

In fact, it is not possible. Uncle Fan is sleeping upstairs, and the people in the back kitchen are also resting in the yard. In other words, there is no one who can cook now.

But Fan Nanting didn't want Chen Deng to leave, so he agreed.

Hearing this, Chen Deng nodded, scanned the QR code and asked Fan Nanting how much he wanted. Fan Nanting hadn't recovered from the surprise of seeing Chen Deng again. When he saw him take out his mobile phone, what Uncle Fan said last night flashed in his mind.

So Chen Deng, who was waiting to pay, saw the blushing boy in front of him. Instead of saying how much he wanted to pay, he opened WeChat, clicked on the QR code and handed it to Chen Deng.

Chen Deng: "?"

Chen Deng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing?"

Only then did Fan Nanting come to his senses, knowing what a stupid thing he had done, his face turned red all of a sudden, he abruptly withdrew his phone, he didn't dare to look at Chen Deng again, he hurriedly gave a number and ran to the back kitchen to prepare Cook.

Chen Deng scanned the QR code and paid the money. Looking at Fan Nanting who was running away, his mood after a bad day finally improved. He thought this waiter was quite cute.

The author says:

Today is Xiao Fan who wants to add her husband on WeChat