What will Mr. Koo buy today?

After Zhao Xingluo and Gu Shang went through a series of actions that seemed to be upright but sounded indescribable because the description was a bit weird, they finally settled down successfully.

Gu Shang lingered in his comfort zone for a while and then came out, picked up the packed lunch box and picked in front of the stall of Malatang.

"Mr. Gu."

Zhao Xingluo called him.

"Ok?"

Gu Shang put down the konjac shreds in his hand, hummed and looked up at him.

"It's raining harder and harder outside, why don't you... go back after eating?"

Gu Shang looked outside and followed him all the way to the door of the Fanglin convenience store, one after another more and more arrogant thunder, and then looked at the handsome young man full of fairy spirit in front of him, he also felt that this is where the poor are surviving the calamity great place.

He nodded, and took a few sticks of mala tang that he had chosen to the side for dine-in guests, and took a seat next to the window.

Zhao Xingluo followed and handed over a can of juice.

"It's a gift from the shop."

As Zhao Xingluo said, he took a little look at his face and found that Gu Shang didn't have any tendency to get angry when he got close to him. In fact, he even thanked him and gave up a place for Zhao Xingluo to stand. Hate him coming to talk.

Zhao Xingluo wants to chat with Gu Shang, since he doesn't like chatting while tasting snacks...

Zhao Xingluo was about to start a conversation when he saw Gu Shang wipe his lips with a tissue, then turned around and asked, "Can I just put the finished plate here?"

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

He was only thinking about the content of the chat in his heart, and he didn't notice Gu Shang's behavior of devouring the world. Zhao Xingluo secretly counted the sticks on the plate, at least there were more than 20 sticks. The effort of a few words is not small Are the strings of children wiped out by force?

Zhao Xingluo subconsciously glanced at the trash can placed under the dining table by the window. It was still in a clean and tidy state after cleaning and replacing the trash bags just today, and there was no trace of food being destroyed by violence.

Gu Shang followed Zhao Xingluo's gaze and swept over.

Gu Shang: "..."

"I ate it, I ate it all, there was no waste." Gu Shang said.

"I used to stay in a school where meals were free when I was young," Gu Shang thought for a while and said, "Although it's free, you can only ask for it after you've eaten up the portion on the plate. You have to work fast, so I feed you It has become a habit to eat quickly."

"That's it."

Zhao Xingluo nodded and said something without much information.

Because it is not so easy to imagine and participate in such a habit for him, the type who used to let himself go in the garden at the meal point when he was a child, followed by a group of people chasing around with a full banquet. Come into this topic.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Gu Shang was silent for a while, and opened the canned drink that Zhao Xingluo gave him.

He could see that this handsome young man seemed to want to say a few words while he was eating, but because he was shocked by his own speed of life and death, he broke the conversation.With a feeling of sorry for scaring the other party, Gu Shang asked.

"Well, if possible, I would like to talk to Mr. Gu."

"Talking about life?"

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"Talking about ideals?"

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"Sorry, I haven't chatted with anyone for a long time." Gu Shang said.

He knows that he is not an interesting person. Most of the time, the content of his speech is basically "uh, oh, oh, oh."

Lack of skills because of lack of chatting, and even more neglect of chatting because of lack of skills, so when Zhao Xingluo talked about chatting, Gu Shang searched in his mind and only found the two verbs that are often used to talk about life and ideals collocation object.

"Then what did you talk about last time?" Zhao Xingluo asked curiously.

His curious expression was so vivid and so innocent that it seemed a sin to be perfunctory or to lie.

"Talk..." Gu Shang thought for a while, and a slight smile suddenly appeared on his lips, "What is the outside world like?"

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

Why does it sound like the other party is chatting with a prisoner?

"It was a long time ago. At that time, I didn't have the ability to travel around." Gu Shang added another sentence.

"Pfft." Zhao Xingluo laughed, thinking that the way he spoke was particularly amusing.

"Now that he is capable, what does Mr. Gu think of the outside world?"

"Now..." Gu Shang thought for a while and said, "I still haven't been there."

Zhao Xingluo looked at Gu Shang, and suddenly felt that there was a thousand rays of light behind him, and four big characters of golden light appeared faintly: "pure otaku".

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"You should talk about what you want to talk about." After seeing Zhao Xingluo's awkward yet polite smile, Gu Shang thought for a while and said.

"Actually, it's nothing," Zhao Xingluo said, his voice was low and soft, and his voice was very suitable for telling a story on a rainy night, "I just want to tell Mr. Gu that the person you saw yesterday is my senior, he Come pick up a dress I borrowed from me, and since it had a decorative pin on it that didn't work so well, I showed him it once, and..."

Zhao Xingluo spoke slowly, speaking at a very gentle and even pace. It sounded neither an explanation nor an excuse, but a very impressive statement of a fact.

He talked about his senior, about his recognition of Gu Shang, and everything that happened that day.

"En." Gu Shang nodded, expressing that he understood.

He doesn't care about being recognized by others. Although there are not as many opportunities to go abroad as models, it is certainly not a secret that his face is in the circle. He is recognized by insiders and even ordinary people who pay attention to fashion. It's normal to come out.

He was just curious.

"I want to know", he looked at Zhao Xingluo, thought for a while and said, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I saw that Mr. Gu seemed a little troubled that day," Zhao Xingluo said, "I'm not sure what factors made you feel a little troubled, so telling all the facts may help you relieve your troubles. maybe?"

"I'm not bothered." Gu Shang said.

"Yes." Zhao Xingluo retorted, then turned on the monitor and tuned to the time when Gu Shang pushed the door in that day.

Crab Gu Shang followed Zhao Xingluo's fingers sliding back and forth in the camera lens repeatedly.

Gu Shang: "..."

Official ghost animal, the deadliest?