In a well-known chain of foreign fast food restaurants, pop songs were playing on the stereo, and Shang Yiming sat on the seat facing the ordering table, munching on the grilled chicken thigh burger. He couldn't tell whether this meal should be breakfast or lunch, after all, he stayed up after two o'clock last night before he lay down, and just got up half an hour ago, washed up and went out of the alley and went straight here.

As a person who strictly abides by the rules of life, his habit since elementary school is to go to bed early and get up early, and now he strives to do things such as reading, writing, and combing information, and he strives to do it during the day when his spirit is good, and under normal circumstances, unless there is a European ball game at night, he must go to bed before half past ten. There was no ball game yesterday, and the reason why Dante slept so late was because of a batch of information that he needed to sort out and analyze urgently. Join the foul team, such "temporary overtime" can't be avoided.

It's 11 a.m., usually on weekdays, and for all the fast-food restaurants and eateries in Beijing, it's still an hour before peak traffic. Although Shang Yiming sat a little farther away, the store was empty with few customers, and his big eyes clearly captured the movements of the group of waiters in pink overalls behind the ordering counter without any interference. They were fixed to their respective posts like puppets, and all Shang Yiming could see was the girl guarding the cash register on the left.

The girl looked to be about twenty-two or three years old, and a pair of delicate black eyes blinked and blinked under the cover of long eyelashes, and her round face was a little baby fat, and she looked plump and lovely. Standing opposite her for the first time half a month ago to buy food, Shang Yiming visually observed that she was a head shorter, and when she spoke, she didn't know where to speak, and the dialect sound was a little more crisp than Mandarin, giving him a sense of innocence and liveliness. Shang Yiming is also a man, and his attention to the opposite sex inevitably focuses on his appearance first. But when he observes his appearance, he does not stop at the matching of facial features and the proportion of his body, but focuses on the demeanor of the opposite sex being observed. Through her expressions, eyes, and postures, combined with her unconscious movements and intonation, he is confident that he can judge the characteristics of the other person that he pays the most attention to in his mate selection criteria - personality. In the past half a month, Shang Yiming has basically figured out the girl's schedule and schedule, and he doesn't often eat foreign fast food, so he chooses a time when there are few people to visit this store every day or two, order the cheapest set meal, and then sit in the distance to look at the girl who makes him excited. After this period of onlookers, he felt that she was more friendly than other waiters, knew how to think about customers, treated people gently and amiably, and always looked like a smile, and her style was simply better than the fast food restaurant's "smile service, treat customers like relatives" propaganda concept, which must not be entirely the result of business training.

If the girl is the target of the group's suspicions, half a month of careful observation will allow Dante to get a rough idea of her personality tendencies, behavioural traits and reactions to the situation, and to conclude an assessment of the degree of suspicion. However, for the object of admiration, in half a month, except for the meal that he ordered to her every time, he didn't say a word to her. The bravest step that can be taken is just to sit back and look at it stupidly, and it is no different today.

went to the front of the stage to order a chicken wrap, and then confessed to her that her colleagues had to be coaxed together. If you want to ask her out privately after she gets off work, and you can't chase her out as soon as she leaves the door of the restaurant, wouldn't that be in danger of being treated as a pervert by her? The most important thing is that I don't know if she has a boyfriend yet! Some of these thoughts are new, and some of them have been turned in his mind a few times ago, he didn't want to continue pondering, he glanced at the ordering table, and began to imagine taking off the restraints after work. What kind of style will she look like when she changes into casual clothes, what will her hair look like when she is covered by a hat, and whether her body that cannot be seen in her overalls is as full as her face......

"Whoa, whoa—" A loud cry overshadowed the music, interrupting his thoughts, and it was the cry of a child. Shang Yiming realized that his seat was next to the children's corner of the restaurant, and he saw a little boy of six or seven years old - with very fancy clothes and a dirty dark face - lying at the entrance and exit of the children's world crying hysterically, which should be a sign of panic when he couldn't find his parents, because he had a similar experience when he went to the park with his elders when he was a child. He quickly looked around, and the few guests in the restaurant heard the crying, but they were all dazed, searching with the same eyes as he did. Where are the adults? If the children were crying so much here, they should have come over.

"Wow wow-" Children don't get tired of crying. Dante became worried, and suddenly saw a waiter in charge of sanitation lying on the ground behind him, and hurriedly stopped her. "Master, you see that the child's parents don't know where to go, and he sits there crying alone. You can broadcast it or ask him what is wrong, and call his parents as soon as possible. He pointed to the child and said to the waiter. Unexpectedly, he glanced at the child, turned his face, and said: "This is not our responsibility." ”

Dante was taken aback, and blurted out to the back of the waiter who had left him, "Isn't this in your shop? ”

This waiter is nearly fifty years old, maybe she is in menopause, her complexion is already dark, when she speaks to Shang Yiming, the wrinkles on her face twitch together with the loose skin, with that somewhat arrogant tone, not only is it completely inconsistent with the service attitude promised by the fast food restaurant advertisement, but also deterred Shang Yiming at once.

Shang Yiming was like a student who was reprimanded by a stern teacher, unable to say a word, and the moment he faced the encounter with someone who was tougher than himself, he was once again occupied by the cowardice in his heart, and his mind was close to blank. He involuntarily turned his eyes to the ordering table, as if he wanted to ask for help from the girl who had not even asked her name. Perhaps the music was too loud, and the puppet-like waiters didn't realize what was happening, but still cowered at their posts to probe their heads, and the girl just winked at him curiously.

"Okay, if you can't manage it, find someone who can. A woman walked briskly over and said in a loud voice to the menopausal woman on the ground. Before the menopausal woman and Shang Yiming understood what she meant, the woman calmly walked around to a pillar in the center of the restaurant and pointed to a sticker on it. It was an anti-theft reminder with the phone number of a nearby police station printed underneath the text reminding customers to take care of their personal belongings. "It's hard to find the police. She smiled sarcastically, "I can call the police right away to help this child who has been separated from his parents, lest he be abducted by the bad guys." ”

"Yes, call the police, don't let the child have an accident. "Really, it doesn't matter if it happens to you, it really becomes a big thing and it depends on how you take it. "If the child can't find his mother crying in your store, it's not your care, so you can take the money and take care of it, right?" Infected by this woman who was neither humble nor arrogant, customers also expressed their support.

A fat man in the lobby manager's uniform hurriedly walked out of the ordering table, first picked up the child who was still crying, and then took the menopausal woman away, and then apologized to the woman: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we haven't encountered this kind of situation before." I don't think there is a need to call the police for the time being, let's take care of this child, and when he stops crying, ask his parents who they are, and try to contact them. If you can't get in touch and call 110 again, do you think about it?" the woman smiled triumphantly and nodded. "Xiao Wu, bring some toys!" the fat man shouted as he hugged the child to an empty seat and turned his head to rush to the ordering table. "Hey!" Shang Yiming saw the girl he had liked for half a month winked and agreed, and went to the door with the "storage room" sign.

The woman who drew her sword to help also returned to her seat, and Shang Yiming noticed that she was sitting diagonally in front of her. Her voice just now was mellow and sonorous, quite powerful. Peeping at her at this time, Shang Yiming found that she was about the same age as himself, about 10 cm shorter than himself, well-proportioned, and wearing a shiny yellow coat and a pair of pure black pants that were very eye-catching, and it was estimated that she was a famous brand with a lot of money. "Alas. When he sighed softly and moved his gaze to her face, he was immediately firmly intrigued: the long hair with bangs was draped over her shoulders, covering her small ears, and the smooth and delicate lines of her melon seed face were set off by a pair of bright eyes that seemed to fluctuate with rich emotions above her straight nose.

She had finished eating, but instead of leaving, she looked at the little boy who continued to cry loudly beside the manager. After a while, an old lady pushed open the door of the restaurant and threw herself at the little boy. The little boy stopped crying. "Is she your grandmother?" the manager asked. "Grandma!" the little boy threw himself into the old lady's arms. Shang Yiming recognized the old lady, who was running a small clothing store across the road with a woman in her thirties, who was about her daughter.

The manager told the old lady that her grandson couldn't find her and cried for a long time. "You have to be careful in the future, thanks to the customers for helping you watch this time, what if you don't get kidnapped by the bad guys. "Ouch, thank you, thank you. The old lady thanked the manager and thanked the customers again. "I've only been gone for a while, and you're crying like this. The old lady led her grandson out and said falsely, "It's useless!"

Dante breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the pair walk farther and farther away. Suddenly, a yellow figure floated in front of him. She's leaving!"Hey!" He forgot how he had managed to get the short, loud blow out of his throat, but then he felt his recklessness, and froze, staring blankly at the yellow figure. Unexpectedly, the yellow figure flashed, and the beautiful melon seed face turned back, drooped slightly, and cast a shy smile. This smile intoxicated Shang Yiming. Before he could wake up, the yellow figure floated outside the door of the restaurant, drifting into the surging sea of people and disappearing.