I often wonder what kind of blessings I had cultivated in my previous life to meet such a person.

Dusk, seaside, candles, lover.

All the qiē I once fantasized about came true at this moment.

I was impressed.

And then I really want to bang.

……

After the general manager finished his confession, he didn't wait for me to say flat, he naturally stood up, and then pulled me over the candle and sat on the beach.

There is nothing romantic in front of the beach except for the rolling waves, just an iron stove, and some small pieces of charcoal fire scattered on the façade, and some skewers of meat and tendons and other foods are placed next to it.

I muttered, "What is this for?" ”

"Barbecue," someone glanced at his watch and urged me, "Hurry up and roast, go home and go to bed after eating, I haven't slept well because I've been busy with this for the past two days." ”

"What did you do? I don't believe you bought the candle or something, you must have arranged for someone else to make it, you are tired of wool! ”

The general manager was said to be thoughtful, pointed to the meat skewers with a calm face, and said coldly, "I skewered these meats!" ”

"......" is really moving.

Someone threw a lighter at me before he could get angry, "Make a fire!" Hurry up and bake! ”

I snorted, pointing to my nose in a slow half-beat, "Are you sure I'm roasting?" ”

Someone looked at me as a matter of course, with a few big words written on his face: "Could it be that I will roast it?" ”。

"......," I refused, "but I won't." ”

"Neither will I." Someone smiles.

We stared at each other in silence for a long time, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

"What then?" Someone asked lifelessly.

I immediately flattered her, "General manager, you are so smart, you must be able to do anything." How simple it is to make a barbecue, isn't it just a variety of spices to sprinkle, I believe you, the porridge is so delicious, not to mention the barbecue! ”

Someone was a little moved by what I said, but still lacked confidence, "Really? ”

I gave a thumbs up and no doubt, "Really!" ”

The general manager glanced at me suspiciously, hesitant, but still picked up the lighter and ignited the charcoal fire. The sea breeze was very face-saving, and it was at this critical moment that it reversed, and the smoke was blown away and choked us incessantly coughing.

The general manager's face became even more gloomy, and he grabbed a handful of meat skewers and slapped them on the stove.

"Do you still need some oil?" I whispered.

The general manager stiffened his face, glanced at me, blamed me for being nosy, and said bluntly, "It's delicious without oil!" ”

“…… Oh. ”

I don't know if it's delicious without greasing, but I know that the fire is too strong, and I grilled those meat skewers into charcoal with a single breath.

Me: "......"

General Manager: "......"

I looked at her face that I didn't know if it was blackened by the charcoal fire, and I was a little afraid, so I immediately took a few potato slices and put enoki mushrooms on it, "Oh, what kind of meat to grill, I haven't lost weight recently and don't want to eat meat, don't barbecue anymore, otherwise I'll turn my face with you!" ”

The general manager's face finally softened a little, and he hummed awkwardly, "I know you don't want to eat it because you lose weight." ”

"Hmm!" I nodded vigorously.

Potato chips and enoki mushrooms are roasted more smoothly, that is, the fire is getting smaller and smaller, and there is a posture that it will be completely extinguished if it is not remedied. The general manager took out a magazine issued by the company from his bag, tore a page, and threw it into it to start a fire.

I was a little distressed: "Tear up the magazine? ”

The general manager calmed down, "Isn't the magazine just for tearing?" ”

The magazine couldn't stop crying.

Me: "It's a waste to tear it like this, and the fire won't last long before it has to be extinguished." ”

The general manager hesitated: "That fan?" ”

Fan fan, fan, the general manager said that it was too late, and he held the magazine in both hands and fanned it against the fire.

After only a few plops, the potato chips that had been baked flew into the sea, and the fire that had been swaying and lingering was completely extinguished.

Me: "......"

General Manager: "......"

I smiled hard, and said with difficulty, "Haha, general manager, how do you know that I don't want to eat barbecue, potato starch eats more and gets fat, how to eat enoki mushrooms if you don't digest them, you have to pull them out tomorrow as they are, it's not early, let's go back to sleep by the way, happy popping, okay?" ”

The general manager's face was already dark and blended with the night. She turned on the lighter suddenly, her face flickered in the light of the fire, and she said gloomily word by word, "Xiang Qian, I sue you." If we can't eat this meal today, I don't think we will eat in the future! ”

"......" general manager, in fact, life occasionally does not die to save face, and he will live a very happy life.

***

But it's finally cooked.

Two hours later, I took a sip of the juice, threw down the last bamboo skewer, burped and said, "General manager, it would have tasted better if I had put less pepper." ”

"Shut up."

"What, I'm actually praising you, can't you hear? I mean, it was already delicious, and it would have been even better if it had been improved a little! ”

“…… Okay, shut up. "She's obviously still in a bad mood.

In order to avoid hitting her heart that is so frustrated today, I encouraged her, "General Manager, I actually had a really good day. No one has ever done this for me. No one has ever told me a long list of spicy confessions. I'm content, really. ”

The general manager snorted sullenly.

I think that Chinese culture is really broad and profound, and many of the words summarized by the ancients are very reasonable.

For example, thirty is like a wolf and forty tigers, and fifty can suck soil when sitting on the ground.

For example, full of wine and food.

I'm thirty years old in a few years, and I'm full of food and drink now.

So.

I said, "General manager, the environment is so good, the atmosphere is so wonderful, why don't we do something pleasant?" ”

The general manager's face froze, pretending not to understand what I meant, "What pleasant thing?" ”

I gave her a shy look and hinted, "That's the kind of thing." ”

Somebody still doesn't understand, "What's that going on?" ”

As he spoke, he diligently picked up the garbage and kept a relatively safe distance from me.

I smiled, opened the skylight and said, "Bang bang." ”

The general manager's palm trembled, and he swallowed silently, "Now? ”

"Hmm."

"It's all sand, water or seawater, it's not clean." He waved his finger in front of my eyes, "You see my hands are not clean, they are all dust." ”

"It's okay," I pressed her to the beach, sat on her lap and began to undress, "I don't care. ”

The general manager retreated again and again, "Shallow, shallow, don't, don't take it off." Listen to me, let's go home now, take a shower and have a good rest, and when we have the strength tomorrow, we can do whatever we want. ”

"Nope." I kissed it and pulled her hand down.

The general manager could no longer be calm, and said weakly, "No, I really can't do it, I'm so tired." ”

"Just once."

"I can't do it once, I don't have any strength in my hands when I just grilled the skewers."

I overwhelmed her, using the agitation technique, "Are you not good?" ”

Unexpectedly, even this trick was useless, she simply lay down and closed her eyes, "Well, I can't." ”

“……”

I silently rolled over from her, and it seemed that she was really tired.

I lay down next to her, looking at the starry sky, and sighed a little, "Did you sleep?" ”

"Sleep."

"Oh."

Her head was suddenly lifted, and then her arm was under my head, and I looked at her, she still had her eyes closed, and whispered, "I don't know why, it seems that I can't sleep without your arm being pressed down." ”

I explained why, "Probably cheap." ”

"Hmm." She smiled suddenly, her white teeth bared just right, and the corners of her lips rose to press out her delicate dimples. I couldn't help it, so I went up and pecked her.

The moment she pressed it up, she pecked it back.

"A smell of cumin." I sighed.

She smiled even more, "You too." ”

I also closed my eyes, and the night sea breeze blew softly on my body. The waves rustled, layer upon layer, as if they were far away from me, and as if they were right in front of me. The sand under my body is soft and fine, and it is very comfortable to lie on it.

At this moment, I feel that life is really fulfilling. I thought I had nothing, friends or family, love or faith. I struggled in this world, left and right, and lived a hard life carefully. Life doesn't seem to change, but it doesn't seem to be fun. My dedication to survival seems to be nothing more than a warning from my mother before she died.

But all of a sudden, I felt like I had everything. The moment I met her, she seemed to have a halo of her own, exuding a gentle and dazzling light on her body, and she approached me step by step, detaching me from my gray and boring life. She gave me a lover, a friend, and the motivation to imagine the future. Let me stay in time for every happy moment I get along with her, and I want to be gray and gray immediately.

"General Manager," I poked at her handsome face and said softly, "Did you believe in the past and present lives before?" ”

"Nope." Her voice was a little sleepy, low, and slightly hoarse, "I didn't believe it until I knew you." ”

Although I wanted to be more reserved, I laughed unconsciously.

"Then you say, will we meet again in the next life?"

She curled up her arms and pressed me against her chest, the steady sound of her heartbeat gradually came, "If I can't meet you, I'll go find you." ”