Jingzhi has never been very curious about strangers. Today, she is very unusual.

Maybe it's because it's Sunday, and after a busy morning, she wants to think about something unrelated to academics immediately, so as to divert her attention and relax her nerves that have been tense for a long time; Or maybe it's because this strange man's appearance is too outstanding, so Jingzhi can't help but wonder if he has other plans to work in this small restaurant.

With such a good external condition, wiping a cup here is really an extreme waste of good resources.

I don't know what kind of "international agent" he is, and he is staying in this restaurant, carrying out some secret mission; Or maybe he's a relative of the boss who works odd jobs in his own shop and wants to earn some pocket money......

At this time, Jingzhi had already sat down on the chair, but she couldn't help but look at the strange man behind the bar.

Jingzhi's look of "thinking about what is wrong" is as if that person is a very interesting "scientific research object" in itself.

As for who he is, Jingzhi wants to come to a convincing conclusion as soon as possible so as to appease her sudden curiosity.

Suddenly, the strange man stopped what he was doing and glanced in Jingzhi's direction, but immediately lowered his head and continued to carefully wipe the glass in his hand as if nothing had happened.

Jingzhi hurriedly turned her head and looked behind her, only to find that there was nothing behind her.

"Could he ...... Are you looking at me? Jingzhi muttered in her heart, "That's possible...... After all, I was the only customer in the store...... He was curious and wanted to see if there were any other customers in the store, which was normal. Or maybe...... Not good! Jingzhi suddenly became vigilant, "Could it be that he has noticed that I have been watching him just now!" ”

Thinking of this, Jingzhi felt very embarrassed, and she felt that her cheeks were slightly hot.

Jingzhi said to herself in her heart, "Don't look at it, it's really rude to stare at people like this." ”

Florence didn't know when she appeared next to Jingzhi, and whispered, "This is the stir-fried shredded potatoes and mapo tofu you ordered, and a bowl of rice......"

At this time, Florence stood beside Jingzhi, just covering the strange man tightly, which reduced Jingzhi's embarrassment by more than half at this time.

"Thank you......" Jingzhi's face was still slightly hot, even though she knew that Florence had completely covered the man.

In the blink of an eye, there was a plate of shredded potatoes fried to a golden brown, a plate of red tofu cubes, and a small silver bowl full of rice.

"Enjoy!" With that, Florence smiled and walked away.

After Florence left, Jingzhi didn't move her chopsticks for a long time. She waited patiently for her hot chocolate, thinking to herself, drink something sweet first, suppress the shock, and then eat.

She pulled a book out of her bag and read it with relish.

"This is the hot chocolate you just ordered......" After a few minutes, a resolute male voice suddenly reached Jingzhi's ears.

This man is different from Florence, a native Englishman, who speaks not English, but Chinese, more precisely, very standard Mandarin, so standard that Jingzhi mistakenly thinks that the speaker is the host of a Chinese program.

"Is he talking to me?" Jingzhi asked herself secretly in her heart. She couldn't believe her ears.

If Jingzhi wasn't so sure that she was the only guest in the restaurant, and that she had just ordered a cup of hot chocolate, she wouldn't have believed that the owner of the voice was talking to her.

Jingzhi did not hesitate, raised her head suddenly, and looked at the "show host" in front of her.

When Jingzhi raised her head, she found that what caught her eyes was a pair of eyes as black as ink, like two big black pearls, shining in the bright light.

The person who spoke was none other than the strange man who had been standing behind the bar, and Jingzhi had been "silently paying attention".

In Jingzhi's view, at this moment, the earth seems to have stopped rotating, and time seems to stay forever at this second.

She felt like a sailing ship adrift on the sea, and after the storm, a small island of trees suddenly appeared in front of her; Or a migrating wild goose, after going through wind and rain, finally arrived at the warm southern home; Or a ball of catkins fluttering in the wind, after several setbacks, finally thrown into the arms of a fertile soil, quietly waiting to break through the soil after the rain and sunny days......

"Chinese?" Jingzhi asked herself in her heart, but she immediately denied her judgment, "No...... He's not...... Judging by his face, he was Caucasian; Moreover, his hair is golden ......"

Like a statue, the man "towered" straight over Jingzhi's dining table, holding a round tray slightly larger than the palm of his hand.

There was already a clear glass on the tray, filled with a light brown liquid, and a layer of white spiral-shaped cream floated on it. A small paper towel sits on one side of the glass. A small silver spoon lay honestly on top of a paper towel.

At this time, Jingzhi was surprised to find that the expression of the person in front of her was very shy, and the red bloodshot on his cheeks was clearly visible.

A male waiter who delivers drinks to customers is so shy that he blushes! It's the first time I've seen Jingzhi!

Jingzhi secretly muttered to herself in her heart: "Sure enough, it's a novice!" No, look at the way he looks...... It can't really be some kind of "international agent"! His Caucasian face, dark pupils, and such a fluent Mandarin make him look more and more like an "international agent"! Also, when he brought a cup of hot chocolate, he was so nervous that he blushed, could it be ...... What secret mission is he on on a mission? ”

The waiter didn't speak again, just stared blankly at Jingzhi's red face. He kept the cup of hot chocolate in his hand and didn't put it on the table.

Seeing such an embarrassing situation, Jingzhi hurriedly said in Mandarin: "Ah...... That's right...... It's the hot chocolate I ordered...... It's good to put it here......"

It's really strange to say, the person in front of Jingzhi seems to be a deaf person, as if he didn't hear anything, and has been standing there steadily, looking at Jingzhi quietly, not moving.

This made Jingzhi even more overwhelmed, so she had to advise him tactfully, saying, "That...... I mean...... You...... Do you want to put the cup down...... It's been holding it like this...... You...... Aren't you tired? ”

"Oh, sorry......" The strange waiter finally reacted and slammed the glass onto the table, nearly spilling the liquid inside. The cream floating on the top of the cup instantly released the long-suppressed "naughty" and "naughty" "dancing" in the glass.

Seeing the hot chocolate in front of her, Jingzhi was very happy. A bright smile bloomed on her face, like a golden sunflower, in the endless fields, bathed in the midday sun, gently swaying with the breeze.

Jingzhi felt that the person in front of her was in a trance, as if she was sleepwalking, so she asked with concern, "You, are you okay?" ”

Hearing Jingzhi say this, the waiter gently patted his chest with one hand and said gently, "Thank you, I'm fine......"

When he said this, Jingzhi was very embarrassed, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing Jingzhi's embarrassed expression, this person hurriedly found himself under the stairs and said softly: "This is the hot chocolate you ordered just now, please use it slowly......"

Hearing him say this, Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "Thank you......"

The man was very knowledgeable and immediately left consciously.

The floating cream on this hot chocolate is Jingzhi's favorite.

Every time, she calmly dismantles the "little hill" little by little with a small dessert spoon. The sweet but not greasy feeling came from the mouth, as if a spring suddenly gushed out of the dry desert, delicately and gently moistening the lifeless sand around it.

Jingzhi is enjoying the delicious taste in her mouth while looking forward to her future.

The life ahead must be full of bizarre adventures, but I don't know if it's joy or sorrow.

Thinking of this, Jingzhi raised her head suspiciously, holding a dessert spoon in one hand and stirring it gently in the cup; With his other hand gently supporting his chin, he looked out the window and fell into endless reverie......