Chapter 87
I smiled bitterly in the mirror, and in the mirror, I smiled back with a red face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Today's unfortunate start cast a shadow on my heart, and I had to be forced to bow my head and apologize to the God I had just greeted.
Heavens! Forgive me for being an ignorant child!
Leaving the bathroom where I had been staying for a long time, I sat down on the sofa, bowed, my head bowed, and my hands on my head.
If there were people present at this time, even if I didn't say anything, they could feel the depression in my heart.
"Click!" There was a sound of the door opening, calculating the time, it should be summer to work.
In fact, I don't need to count the time, there is a key to open my door, except for summer, there is no one else.
As for the white-haired old man, I haven't seen him open the door with a key.
The door was opened, and Summer walked in with a stride and closed the door with his backhand.
After changing her shoes in the hallway, she was about to walk into the living room when she spotted me sitting on the sofa.
It may be that my sudden early rise today made her feel a little surprised, she was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a slightly mocking tone: "Rare things! Why did you wake up so early today? It's not even 11 o'clock yet! Could it be that the sun is coming out of the west today? ā
After saying that, she deliberately looked at the window of the living room, "Shouldn't it?" Isn't the sun still in the east? ā
"Yes, the sun is in the east, but it's not just rising, it's about to set!" I replied helplessly.
Since I kept my head down, she didn't notice the abnormality on my face in the summer.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" She put her bag in her hand and carried her things into the kitchen.
When I woke up in the morning, I was full of ambition and was ready to dig a ditch to guide Summer back to the sea; But now, summer has appeared in front of me, but I am suffering from the red luck on my face, I can only sit on the sofa helplessly, this huge gap, let my self-confidence be hit!
"Alright, you're good to eat!" Summer shouted at the dinner table.
People are iron, rice is steel! No matter how annoying you are, you have to eat first, and only after you are full can you have the strength to continue to annoy!
"Alas!" With a heavy sigh, I got up from the couch and walked to the table.
It wasn't until this time that I had a face-to-face with Summer, and she really had a chance to see my face.
"Yikes!" She exclaimed.
I began to count in my mind: one, two, three......
Before the three words were over, I heard the summer girl "giggle" and laugh.
"What's wrong with you? Did you cook it? She asked with a smile.
"Uh-huh......" I replied heavily, and the sound sounded like it came from my nose.
"It seems that we can add a big dish at noon today, call it ......," she thought for a moment, "call it braised squid!" ā
"Why not steamed crabs?"
"Because you look more like a squid!"
"Cut!" I glanced at her wryly, then sat down at the table.
Summer was standing on the other side of the table, still smiling, and the giggles she made when she laughed made me feel like I wanted to hit the wall!
"Can you stop laughing first?" I started complaining.
"Hold... I'm sorry. She was still laughing, "You... This picture... It's really... Ha ha! She smiled even wider.
"Sister, give me some face! Anyway, I'm the one who pays you. ā
"It's... Be... I... I'll try my best! The laughter continued.
"Even if you don't give me face, you have to give money a face! Do you want a bonus this month? ā
"To... Of course... Yes! ā
When the words fell, Summer covered her mouth with her hands, holding back herself from laughing any longer.
But laughter is hard to control, and even if Summer endured it, she couldn't completely suppress the laughter, so much so that I saw her whole body trembling and shaking.
I was too lazy to take care of her any longer, so I was ready to start eating, and a quick glance at the food on the table was still from the so-called "home cooking", which still looked delicious and tempting.
Looking at this table of sumptuous dishes, a warm current surged up from the bottom of my heart, and my mood improved a lot.
I couldn't wait to use the chopsticks, but then I realized that there was no tableware on the table at all.
It seems that I am really unlucky today, and even wanting to have a quiet lunch has become a luxury!
"I say, are you going to let me eat it with my hands?" I looked at Summer again.
"If it's with the tentacles of squid, I think it's okay." She finally couldn't help it and laughed again.
"Let's be serious, okay?"
"Well... All right. She endured, "I'll go get you chopsticks." ā
With that, Summer turned around and went into the kitchen.
As I watched her enter the kitchen, her back was visibly twitching, and I really felt the urge to bite her to death.
"Take it, your chopsticks!" Summer was still holding back a smile, trembling hands, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.
At this moment, I couldn't find a better way to express my grief than to roll my eyes at her.
He took the chopsticks from her hand and turned to eat.
I was very depressed, but the food was delicious, and the two canceled each other out, which meant that my appetite was normal and not affected in any way.
After eating lunch normally, I sat back on the couch, this time not with my head down, but with my back to the sky, leaning back on the couch, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
"I'm done eating, and I'm not going to write!" Summer brought a cup of coffee in front of me.
"Do you think I'm still in the mood to write?"
"Isn't it good to have a red face!"
"What a ghost!"
"Tell me, what's going on with your face?" As she spoke, Summer sat down on the other side of the couch.
"Alas!" I sighed, "That's a long story! ā
"That's a long story short!"
So, according to her request, I described the whole thing to her in the most concise language.
When she had heard this, she laughed again, leaning back and forth, very happy.
I couldn't get the slightest pleasure out of her pleasure, and I could only continue to look at her with resentment.
"You're too backy, a towel can make you like this!"
"Can you not mend the knife?"
"That's all it, what's the point of making up a few more knives?"
"Are you really planning to get along with the bonus?"
"Well... All right! Again, she forced a laugh.
I sat up, picked up the coffee from the coffee table, stirred it with a spoon, and was ready to drink it, but I couldn't drink it anymore, so I put the coffee back on the table.
At the moment, in addition to annoyance and depression, I was thinking more about how to get rid of the red on my face.