Hong Kong in the 80s was like a dream that did not want to wake up, and it was like a luxury cruise ship constantly drifting on the endless sea, seeking a pier. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info - Luo Zi

1981 year.

Hong Kong

Noisy Mong Kok streets.

Heavy traffic.

When the light is green, there is a crowd of people again.

Most of the gangsters who gather on both sides of the road guardrail all day long to smoke and fart are young people who have read too many martial arts novels by Jin Yong and Gu Long, hope to be in the club, and are eager for a man's romance.

They tell each other vague jokes with a little color, and their waists are slightly bulging, but they are not other dogs (black words: guns), but hidden blue (knives), or white ash (****) from the scholar (**** guy) hidden in the alley where the water pipe seeps not far away.

At this time, the figure of the office girl with exquisite makeup passed by, causing the bad guys to whistle one after another.

But her face did not change, she left without giving her eyes, not even a wisp of incense, and disappeared around the corner.

Be accustomed to something.

I was going to go straight home, but I was caught by the long guns and short guns in front of the coffee shop - if not for myself.

"Yes, that's it—tilt your head, raise it higher! Don't! Don't be too high, 10 degrees, 10 degrees in elevation is fine—" The middle-aged man's voice came from the circle.

I am familiar with the café, and when I wake up in the morning and late to catch a check-in, I often pack a burger and milk tea from them.

In my sight, the storekeeper who looked polite and polite had always watched the glass wall façade with the coffee shop logo was gently leaned on by a young and handsome man, allowing him to take different poses and prop himself up on it.

Unlike the medium-short or medium-length long-back hairstyles that were popular in Hong Kong at this time, the men's hairstyle was one with only a few decadent bangs, but the sides were shaved short, and two oblique bars were drawn on one side.

made the girls who were originally obsessed with the mature charm of the handsome male stars in Hong Kong films seem to appreciate the alternative handsomeness of men for a while.

It's not like the uneducated gangsters who just passed by the street, but this kind of ...... This...... Decadent, with a bit of sadness and disdain......

The model's whole temperament is incompatible with the Hong Kong environment at this time.

The girl couldn't help but stop, and like the ordinary people watching, her eyes were staring straight at the scene in front of her—the model who was the main character, to be exact.

The model looks like she is about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with an angular face, a little thin compared to the male stars on TV, but the body proportions are first-class, and if the girl knows the word "long legs", she will definitely feel that it is perfect for this model.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, handsome face...... The suit that should be loose has been changed to a tight-fitting style, but it decently shows the perfect body of the model, and the pretty girl who despises GAY wearing tight leather pants the night before is disgusting, but today I am extremely glad that there is such an eye-catching man in the world.

The crowd gathered more and more, and eventually the messenger (the police) came to disperse the crowd.

Even the female errand guy stood aside and did not leave, and said: "Maintain law and order." ”

The girl snorted hatefully and had to leave.

After taking ten steps, he reluctantly looked back......

…… It's different from the noise of the corner.

This restaurant is quiet.

It's so quiet that only the music from the old-fashioned gramophone flows through the European-style wooden furniture.

Around the corner where the model was photographed, opposite there, on the third floor of the building, there was a famous restaurant, and by the window, a man with elegant manners was holding a cup of Italian coffee Asarazole.

Dressed in a cardigan and casual cotton trousers, he leaned back in a leather chair and leaned over to the side of the road.

He was peaceful, well-dressed and tasteful.

He was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and had a slightly puffy men's retro parted hairstyle, with a warm, but bad temperament.

provoked the waitresses in the same restaurant to look at each other.

"Buzz—"

The bulging squares in the man's trouser pockets vibrate.

He turned his demeanor naturally, took out a super-thin, mirror-like item with a black background from the bag, and did not put down the coffee in his hand, the free hand of the thing only gestured on the surface of the thing, and in the sight of the female guest sitting next to him, the object that he had never seen before lit up, it was a picture that the female guest had never seen, just like the one in the television, but it was clearer and more vivid than the picture displayed by the most expensive television set of this era.

The man clicked on an envelope-like pattern in the lower right corner, looked at it, and smiled.

He pursed his lips and smiled, gestured with his fingers on it, paused, and then nodded with a relaxed expression.

He puts the black-screened item back in his pocket.

"I'm sorry. The man raised his hand to call the waiter, interrupting the female guest's prepared inquiry.

A waitress who had been observing this side hurriedly seized the opportunity to step forward: "Okay, guest. ”

"Please prepare a latte, less sugar, less milk, and in about ten minutes, please bring it to me when someone wants to sit down with me. The man commanded politely, and added, "Thank you."

"Okay. The rather beautiful waitress bent down and saluted, turned to raise her eyebrows at her companions when she was in the blind spot of the man's sight, and changed her modest and polite appearance in front of the man, and her expression was flamboyant and excited.

As if to say: "Dare to fight~ It also depends on luck~ to win." ”

The waitress walked straight to the back kitchen, and after ordering the barista, she was stopped by another girl in the aisle.

It was her sister, a top student at the University of Hong Kong, who wanted to work on a holiday and was introduced to the restaurant by her.

"You're lucky to be able to talk to such a beautiful boy. The words were quite sour, she was in charge of a bad uncle, who was said to be a detective who was a mixed O-planner, who often came and did the work of begging for a living on the tip of a knife, but it was a whole "abs" - a complete piece.

At first glance, there is only work ethic left when entertaining that guest.

"Luck, I've been here for so long, and it's the first time I've seen such a pretty boy!" The waitress with long hair tied into a ponytail picked her chin, her tone humble but smug, "Bingo, are you lazy?"

"Roar!" the girl patted the ponytailed waitress on the shoulder, her eyes disdainful, and reproached.

They often play like this, and their relationship is more harmonious.

The two laughed for a while, and when the ponytailed waitress returned to the hall, he happened to meet a man in formal dress and a fat suit that was common to the era.

Seeing that it was walking towards the handsome man, the waitress hurriedly turned around and walked quickly to the back kitchen to serve coffee.

When he passed by the lazy girl, he glared at her fiercely.

"Sir, your coffee. The waitress caught up with the man in his seat for three minutes and served the coffee.

"Thank you. The new man nodded in thanks, and after taking the coffee cup, he bowed politely to the handsome young man, "Thank you, Luo Sheng." ”

The waitress turned her back and heard the new man say this.