Chapter 13: The Story of Licking the Dog
Finally, I don't have to pretend to be crazy and stupid to hand out flyers in such a hot weather.
Song Yichen was happy like a child who finally ate candy.
When I got the meager income of dozens of yuan again, I was even more excited and almost shed tears.
It's a whole afternoon of hard work, and you have to use it wisely.
"Xiao Yuyu, let's go, let's go have a good meal. β
Song Yichen shook his little fist and said excitedly.
The two of them had already taken off their heavy doll costumes and were now wearing their original clothes.
There is finally a hint of coolness.
"Eat a hammer, you know how to eat from morning to night, I really doubt what you did in your last life, do you have a rice bucket?"
Han Feiyu washed his face in the large public toilet in the mall, and said angrily.
Until now, he firmly believes in one thing in his heart: Song Yichen, a hateful woman, is definitely a cheat. Sooner or later, he will be taken into the pit, either now or in the near future.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're the rice bucket master. β
Song Yichen retorted with a smile.
The eyebrows and eyes are crooked.
Han Feiyu patted his forehead a little speechlessly.
It's over, this stupid woman is definitely hopeless.
can still laugh even when ridiculed, either because he really has a good attitude, or he doesn't have a long brain.
How can this situation reassure people that she is alone outside.
I'm afraid that I won't be sold and count the money stupidly.
"What to eat at night, give some advice. β
Song Yichen was carrying a small pink backpack cross-legged, the strap was deeply immersed in the clothes, and he stomped his feet in a hurry.
I don't eat actively, and I have problems with my thoughts.
What could be more important than eating?
The world is big, and the food is the biggest.
β......β
Han Feiyu was silent, not knowing what to say at all.
"Why don't you go for pizza? There happens to be a western restaurant nearby, and I just noticed it at the takeaway shop. β
Song Yichen pointed in one direction and said.
"Whatever you want. Anyway, I said it doesn't count. β
Han Feiyu shrugged his shoulders and was too lazy to talk nonsense.
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"Who are you scolding?"
"English, English, illiterate!"
β......β
Well, Han Feiyu said that he just had a recurrence of PTSD.
The two soon came to the intersection, with a Western-style restaurant sign overhead that was lit up.
Song Yichen couldn't wait to push the door in.
Han Feiyu, on the other hand, paused for a moment and glanced inside slightly through the glass window, there were not many people inside.
It's okay, it's okay!
Actually, he didn't really like lively places.
The quieter the better, if you can.
Han Feiyu then entered the restaurant.
The two of them chose a place to sit near the window.
followed by Song Yichen.
Han Feiyu doesn't have to worry about ordering this kind of thing at all, not to mention that he is not good at it. If there is a foodie, everything will be left to him.
Han Feiyu only needs to sit in his position and stay on his back.
The dΓ©cor in the restaurant is nice, it's the first impression you get when you walk in.
It feels like you're in a castle in a fairy tale.
It's just that the dining table in front of me is not of the long round type, which is a big minus.
Time is always so long when it comes to waiting.
Even if it's just for a few minutes.
Song Yichen, who was sitting directly opposite, had already begun to pick up his mobile phone boredly.
Han Feiyu glanced at it and was not surprised.
When she quieted down, she was either sleeping, she was scrolling through her phone.
Most of the time it's noisy.
Han Feiyu shook his head and turned out the window.
If you haven't paid close attention to the world in front of you for a long time, sometimes you will find a different scenery.
For example, a fashionably dressed man and a woman just passed by.
They are all thin into bamboo poles, which makes people wonder if they will fall down when the wind blows, and their clothing is also exaggerated.
Holding a little teddy, the two of them and a dog roared away in a sports car.
What is it? performance art?
Han Feiyu couldn't help laughing at himself, he couldn't guess the aesthetics of young people now.
Unbeknownst to him, he was only in his twenties.
He is also a young man in the truest sense of the word.
Hey, it's old.
Can't keep up with the pace of the times.
Han Feiyu felt ashamed, so he withdrew his gaze and stayed in the restaurant again.
"Xiao Yuyu, there's a piano over there. β
Song Yichen's voice sounded in her ears, Han Feiyu came back to her senses from the air, and looked in the direction her hand pointed, and sure enough, there was a piano that looked expensive.
There is no protection around the piano, and it is safely placed there.
Some are confusing.
Could it be just as an ornament?
What the restaurateur thinks, the devil knows.
At that moment, the door to the restaurant was pushed open from the outside.
A man and a woman walked in.
The man looked to be about twenty-five years old, dressed in a formal suit, and his short hair was neatly combed behind his head.
The woman behind her is also the same age, with long hair and a red dress, and heavy makeup on her face, looking charming and enchanting.
But he kept a distance from men in his gestures.
The man wore a flattering smile on his face, while the woman had a frosty face.
Yes, it is not clear.
Han Feiyu raised his eyebrows.
Could this be the legendary licking dog?
I didn't expect to see it today!
Coincidentally, the two of them sat down behind Han Feiyu.
Still a neighbor?
"Lingling, let me tell you that this Western food is really good, I've been here a few times before, this time you said you haven't had dinner yet, and you want to eat Western food, I thought of this restaurant as soon as I pressed it. β
The man lifted his glasses and said with a smile on his face.
The woman in the red dress named Lingling was still expressionless, and after putting down her handbag, she lifted her legs and took out her mobile phone, lowered her head, and never lifted it again.
"Uh-huh. β
"I heard that the owner came back from abroad and the steak was absolutely top authentic. β
"Oooh. β
"By the way, do you have time next week, I have two movie tickets here, and I want to go with you......"
"Not available next week. β
"It's okay, next time, next time. β
A hint of embarrassment flashed across the man's face, but fortunately, the woman sitting across from her was looking down and playing with her phone, completely unnoticed.
Han Feiyu accidentally listened to it sincerely, and he couldn't help but be amazed at the moment, it was really worthy of licking a dog.
"Lingling, have you solved the problem of your work? It's already July. β
"Don't ask. β
The woman in the red dress was a little annoyed for a moment, and coldly squeezed two words out of her mouth.
Words are like gold.
"Good. β
The man laughed wryly twice, and finally fell silent.
However, it was only for a few minutes.
Unprecedentedly, this time it was the woman in the red dress who took the initiative to speak.
"Do you have any money now, lend me some more, and use it urgently. β
Justified and strong, neither humble nor arrogant.
Finally, it's no longer just two words.
"Huh, borrow anything, you can say how much you need, and I'll transfer it to you now. β
The man suddenly got into his spirits, patted his chest under his white shirt, and agreed in a heroic tone.
At the same time, he took out his phone from his pocket.
"Eight thousand. β
"Okay, I'll pass it on to you, huh...... How much wait?"
"Eight thousand!"
"What do you want so much money for?"
"Buy the bag. β
"Good...... All right. You wait. β
Soon the arrival message appeared on the woman's mobile phone.
She still didn't look happy.
The man's flesh was in pain, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
Looking around, sweat was faintly pouring out of his forehead.
Strange, why does it feel hot even though the air conditioner is on.
The man thought to himself, but suddenly noticed the piano in the middle of the restaurant.
Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration.
"Lingling, haven't you been learning the piano all along? β
The man said flatteringly.
Hearing this, the woman in the red dress finally raised her head, took her eyes off the phone, and put them back in her sockets.
The 8,000 yuan transfer she had just received was wrapped into a red envelope and sent to a person named "mr.wang" in the chat software.
The avatar is a melancholy and handsome boy.
I just don't know if it's him.
Your red envelope has been claimed by the "mr.wang".
The woman's heart was indescribably happy, but there was no expression on her face.
"Have time to have a meal together?"
"Okay, when, I'll invite you. β
"Next Saturday, I'm not busy. β
"Uh-huh, okay. β
"Rest early and pay attention to your body. β
"Yes, you too, baby. β
The woman in the red dress put away her phone contentedly and glanced at the man across from her who seemed to have a smile engraved on his face.
For no reason, I felt that the smile was so disgusting and annoying.
For a moment, it seemed that even the interest in continuing to sit here was gone.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. β
The woman asked with a frown, not wanting to say a word.
"Hehe, I just said that there is a piano over there, do you want to show off your talent, Lingling. β
The man was cheeky to say it.
As a veteran licking dog, how can you not know the interests of the goddess.
"Can you play?"
The woman also seemed to be suddenly interested.
"I'm going to ask the boss. β
The man stood up and staggered towards the front desk.
The woman in the red dress continued to sit in her position as if everything was as it should be.
"Lingling, you can. Go ahead and look forward to your performance!"
It didn't take long for the man to walk back quickly.
When the woman heard what he said, she was finally willing to stand up and walk towards the piano in the middle.
The man did not sit in his original position, but stood in place, with an expectant expression on his face.
In the corner not far away, an old man with gray hair but good spirits stood, also looking in the direction of the piano with great interest.
The old man, who was already a handful of years, naturally had no interest in the woman in the red dress who was sitting in front of the piano and preparing to play at the moment.
He was just a little curious about what kind of music someone would play on this piano.
Soon, the music played.
Many people put down the food in front of them and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Han Feiyu and Song Yichen, two boring people who haven't eaten yet, are naturally the same.
The woman in the red dress played a relatively common repertoire, and it wasn't too difficult.
But Rao is like this, the white-haired old man standing in the corner still subconsciously shook his head after the song ended.
What it means is self-explanatory.
There was only sporadic applause in the dining room, and the loudest one was from the men in formal suits.
Either way, the applause is right.
Ma De, he can't even do this thing, can he still be regarded as having the consciousness of licking a dog?
"Hey, why didn't a few people applaud, didn't she play well?"
Song Yichen looked curiously at Han Feiyu, who was sitting opposite.
But I saw Han Feiyu shaking his head with a smile, and said as quietly as possible: "It's not just bad, it's just bad at home, it's worse than a child." β
"Huh? It's not as good as a child. β
Song Yichen shouted in surprise.
Aroused the attention of everyone nearby.
Han Feiyu immediately covered her mouth.
I wanted to press her under the table.
The man in the formal suit glanced at Song Yichen hatefully, and walked forward with a signature smile of licking the dog to welcome back the woman in the red dress with a blushing face.
"It's okay, Lingling, you play well. β
"Get out. It's none of your business. β
The woman will vent all her anger to the man in formal clothes, and then she will not say a word.