In the days that followed, Qianling was busy looking for a new job. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every day, I watched the job postings in the newspaper and walked around the streets......

A few days later, the new job is still not available.

Although she is now 17 years old, she has healthy wings, can take on the responsibility of flying, and has a lot more jobs to choose from, and is no longer as desperate as she was when she was a child......

But it seems to be a little bit different.

Maybe it's because ......

There is Satsuki waiting for her at home.

The awkward and gentle silver-haired little boy has a small appearance, but unexpectedly has a kind of adult maturity and reliability.

He is her only family member, but sometimes he is more like a "guardian".

For example, today's Qianling can no longer go shopping with Maruko all night as much as she used to.

Because if you go back too late, you will be "strafed" by that frozen sight. Occasionally, I will be coldly asked, and if I don't tell the truth, the consequences may be serious.

Days of cold war plus alienation.

One word of expression: cold! One word of expression: cold!

With such an awkward way of caring, Qianling was angry and funny, and then she slowly didn't mind anymore.

When he is angry, he coaxes her, he glares at her and laughs, and he pesters her when he distances himself.

While Qianling honed an extremely cheeky skin, she also summed up a set of "Xiaoyue Shun Mao Dafa", with excellent results and a hundred tests.

But then......

It is true that she didn't go shopping late anymore.

Thinking of Xiao Yue sitting alone by the window in a daze, she fidgeted, and the guilt in her heart turned over.

So when looking for a new job, Qianling is no longer as obsessed with the salary as before, but more about the distance between the place of work and home, as well as the working hours.

As for the kind that had to be on the night shift, she just skipped it.

Qianling has no requirements for a new job, and only hopes to have more time to be by Xiaoyue's side.

Just hold his hand and stay together, or not speak, at least tell him that way......

Neither he nor she were alone anymore.

Maybe you don't have enough money, maybe you don't have any words to talk to most of the time...... But she will always be there for him.

Just because a small wish is easy to come true.

A few days passed, Qianling rummaged through the newspapers and ran all over the streets and alleys......

There are very few jobs that meet the requirements.

She was like a puddle of mud spread out on the bed, and the whole person presented a "big" character, looking at the ceiling in a daze with a bitter face.

Until a delicate little face poked over, and her white fingers gently poked her bitter gourd face.

"Ling, spirit point. The clear and immature voice was so flat that there was no trace of waves.

But at that moment, she could see the encouragement in his eyes so clearly.

She knew that he was her motivation.

Life requires hard work, and survival requires hard work...... And now, she's no longer just for herself.

Qianling, who was resurrected because of Xiaoyue's three words, began to look around for a job again in high spirits.

After a few days, I finally found a job close to home, with a good salary, and no night shifts.

And Qianling is most satisfied with the point that-

It is a dessert shop that mainly sells cakes.

As a staff member, she has a lot of time and energy to learn how to make various desserts, and the various cakes and desserts that she sells every day can also be bought at a cheap price, and sometimes even without spending money, she can bring it back to Satsuki.

Therefore, Qianling agreed to this job without hesitation, interviewed in the morning, and jumped to work like a happy rabbit in the afternoon.

Adhering to the spirit of Lotte and the unremitting drive, Qianling's new job is progressing smoothly day by day.

And her boss, a young man who loves cakes and makes pastries every day as a cake chef, is elegant and funny, and a pair of shallow pear vortices appear on his cheeks when he smiles.

For the new girl in his shop who is full of interest in cake making, the owner who is also a cake chef is very kind and willing to teach some knowledge and skills in dessert in his spare time.

Combined with the teaching of the cake chef boss and the dessert recipe borrowed from the meatballs, Qianling studied with the boss in the cake shop during the day, and returned home at night to ponder and practice by herself, and her ability to make desserts has improved over the years.

Regarding her skills in dessert making that have improved by leaps and bounds, Satsuki was surprised and a little more puzzled.

It's already valuable that you didn't blow up the kitchen, and the dessert you make is actually "good......

This is by no means normal.

In the following days, Qianling was still obsessed with the study and production of desserts, and when she was free from work, she stayed in the cake room all day long to learn from the boss.

It's just that sometimes there is an illusion that someone is quietly watching her from the treetops outside the window, and when she looks up, there is nothing.

And whenever she learns to make cakes with her boss and the two are alone, the male boss intentionally or unintentionally covers her hand or touches her shoulder......

I could always feel a cold gaze that froze through the shadows of the swaying trees outside the window.

And the next second, the male boss would often jump up on the spot with a scream, and when Qianling looked over suspiciously, he was always surprised to find that there was an inexplicable scratch on his hand, thin and long, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, and the skin was turned over and oozing blood.

At first, the male boss didn't mind too much, and after simply bandaging the wound, he smiled and took Qianling's hand to continue to explain, and even personally walked around her from behind to teach her hand by hand......

In just 1 second, with a "bang", the bandaged wound cracked open, and the red blood splattered, dyeing the male boss's white shirt red!

And then......

Qianling never entered the cake shop again.

And then ......

She was fired.

And then again......

The cake shop was closed, and the owner was nowhere to be found.

Rumor has it that the male boss is actually a hypocrite who is elegant on the outside and dirty on the inside, and took advantage of the female clerk by making cakes, molesting many young girls.

It is also rumored that the male boss went crazy, shouting "red-eyed devil" all day long, crying "help" when he saw people, and was later sent to an insane asylum......

In short, since then, horror stories about the "fierce cake shop" have spread in Tianshui District.

And for Qianling, who is half a party, although she feels inexplicable, she doesn't believe in this kind of ghost story, not to mention losing the job she finally found is the most fatal and annoying thing. And the dessert craft she had learned half of it was also put into the small box of memories.

Only occasionally would she recall the day she was fired from the cake shop, and on a windy night, she stood at the door of the cake shop with a box of miscellaneous items, and the male proprietor cried wolf howls from the shopkeeper, and the clerk hurriedly persuaded her......

She looked back,

In the bleak twilight, I saw the small figure with silver hair and silver eyes, and it was also shining outside the crowd.

People come and go, and the lights of the city flicker.

He looked at her quietly, slowly walked over from the shadow of the tree, and stretched out his hand:

"Ling, go home. ”

Qianling's eyes were red, she put down the box, ran over and hugged him tightly, muttering "I'm sorry" in her mouth.

He shook his head, gently took her hand, and turned to leave.

The silver hair that fluttered with the night wind in the twilight was woven like plain white moonlight.

The temperature from the palms that are held together seems to carry a lifetime.

Later, even if it was too long......

Qianling, with broken wings, resides in the territory of the demon clan under the deep valley, occasionally looking up to see the verdant sacred tree that covers the sky and the sun, and looking at the supreme royal power holder in the green leaf dome in the distance......

But I have never forgotten the palm that once depended on each other, and the temperature that once warmed my heart.

It's just like the broken memories are locked in the box and sink into the deepest part of the heart lake......

I can't, and I don't dare to touch it again.