"Xinrou:

There will be someone who is willing to pick up the scattered me

And then bring hope again'

"Why is she running so fast?" Wang Er was stunned, this was not like her usual style.

The malt spread his hands, but said nothing.

For her friends, she knows what to say and what not to open, and although she will make some things bad, she will not be confused about everything.

Malt knows very well that a friend is a soul confidant, not a tool of ridicule to laugh at after dinner.

Xinrou ran from the dormitory to the café, I don't know how many people she bumped into along the way, but she didn't care at all, she had the sunshine to chase.

When I finally ran to the café, I didn't realize how embarrassed I was now......

It's a time when very few people come for coffee, except for a boy sitting in the corner, wearing a striped plaid shirt, like a serious and old-fashioned programmer.

Xinrou was a little hesitant, but for the hope in her heart, she had to take a step forward.

Finally stood in front of him, "Excuse me, did you just call?" ”。

Hearing this, the boy in the striped plaid shirt couldn't help but lean back, revealing his unique beer belly, and Xinrou couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"You're looking for the wrong person, aren't you?" He said.

Xinrou immediately walked in the other direction, this can't be a prank, right?

But there is no one else in the café except him, is this hope disappointed again, or is the ending like this, and nothing will change......

Just as he was full of loss and turned to leave, a boy walked into the café, wearing a hip-hop mirror and a person wearing a British leather jacket and jacket stopped at the door.

He didn't know what he was looking at, but after a while, he took off the hip-hop mirror from his face and walked up to Xinrou excitedly.

"It's just that you came here when you went out to look at the wind, and I've been waiting for you here for a long time, let's have a cup of coffee!" He turned and sat down at another table by the window, "Please."

Xinrou had never seen this person before, he was not the one who helped grab the schoolbag, but despite the many questions in his heart, he still followed.

Sitting across from him, "Did you call our dormitory today?" ”。

He casually called the waiter, "Two cups of latte, freshly ground", and then turned his gaze to Xinrou, "Yes, I called, but the voice that answered the phone didn't seem to be you." ”

"That's my roommate, she's the one who answered the phone," Xinrou said.

"No wonder the voice doesn't sound like yours, but I like your voice a lot, do you like to sing?" He asked.

Xinrou shook her head, she had never sung a song, let alone in front of others, even in private.

"Your voice is just right for singing, but it's a pity, why don't I take you to sing in a while?" He said.

But Xinrou just wanted to get back what belonged to him, but he didn't mention this topic for a long time.

"That..... Is my stuff with you? Xinrou had no choice but to ask herself.

"What? Are you afraid that I won't give it to you? ”。

"No, no, that's not what I meant".

"Or do you don't look at me like a good person, and you're afraid of me?" He tilted the corners of his mouth and raised a smile.

Xinrou shook her head hesitantly, "I didn't feel that way."

It's just that he is very strange, why does he talk so much, but he never talks about that topic, does he have what he wants in his hands?

"I'm not surprised, many people will be like you when they see me for the first time, you are all good girls, I.... I'm nothing," he sneered.

Xinrou didn't know what to say, and she didn't know when he would hand over that thing to herself, what was the purpose of what he was doing this?

He seems to be a person who likes to sing one-man shows, and he talks to himself a lot of things that he doesn't have, and even a lot of things that Xinrou doesn't understand.

"The environment of this café is not bad, although I have been here a few times before, I am not very interested in them, have you ever drunk a hand-ground latte?" He asked.

Xinrou shook her head, "No."

"Then you said that you have neither sung with your voice nor drunk the hand-ground coffee here, so what do you usually do at school?" He asked, his eyes looking sincere, but his tone was dragging one.

Xinrou didn't dare to look him directly in the eyes, "exam".

Hearing this answer, he seemed dissatisfied and sneered.

"Exams? Will you get a high score then? Will it be on the campus list? He asked.

"I tried, but the teacher deducted 10 points from my score, I could have avoided it, but the teacher didn't want to listen to my explanation" Xinrou had to bring up the previous incident again, which was a little unspeakable in front of everyone.

The waiter brought coffee, one for two people on each side.

He stirred the spoon and kept stirring, then fixed his eyes on the girl in front of him.

"Do you know what you're talking about right now? It's all the excuses you make for your mistakes, and do excuses work? I haven't heard of this, but people who make excuses for everything will not have a good time after all."

His words hit Xinrou's soul directly, it turned out that all this was an excuse, no wonder life was so sad, but if there was no excuse, would life be better?

"But there are some things you don't understand, so you can say these things easily," Xinrou said.

Hearing these words, he sneered and put down the spoon in his hand, the hot coffee was still bubbling upward.

"Don't you think that's an excuse?"

Xinrou paused for a few seconds, "What the hell do you want?" ”。

"I don't want to do anything, I don't make excuses for any mistakes in life, but until now I haven't found a sense of belonging that belongs to me."

"A sense of belonging?" Xinrou didn't quite understand.

"Forget it, why should I tell you this, you don't understand, you will experience it slowly in the future, you will definitely think that I talk to myself like a crazy person, everyone says this, but I don't think so."

He drank the steaming coffee....

Xinrou gently touched the coffee in front of her, it was hot and hot, wouldn't he feel anything after drinking this cup of coffee?

He took out a paper bag from behind him, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it forward with his hand until it stopped in front of the girl.

"It's the money you've been robbed of, and it's a lot," he said.

Xinrou couldn't figure out his intentions, what exactly was he going to do....

"Thank you".

"Thank me for what? I just happened to be passing by at the time, and anyone should have done this, by the way, who gave you that bag? He asked.

Xinrou remembered the worn-out backpack, "It was given to me by an older brother when I was a child."

He sneered, and called the waiter again, "Help me pack a cup and take it away, don't grind it by hand this time."

He pushed aside the empty cup of coffee in front of him, and a button on his body was very dazzling.

"Such a broken thing, still left? So important to you? ”。

"Well, it's important to me".

"But why did you tell the outside world that the bag was a relic left by your relative, isn't it good to be honest?" He asked.

Xinrou didn't understand why he knew about this, maybe it was because of vanity in his heart, and it would be more valuable to say that this shabby backpack was a relic of a very important relative than to say that it was given by an older brother.....

"I can't explain this matter to you, I hope you don't ask any more, I thank you for being able to recover this money and return it to me, this money is very important to me," Xinyu said.

He stood up and kept urging the waiter to hurry up, and his eyes always stayed on Xinrou's body.

"Something very important, in fact, the eye can't see, are you sure that you are the thing in the bag, is it important to you?" He said intentionally or unconsciously.

Xinrou nodded.

"These two cups of coffee, even if you give me in return, we are clear" He picked up the packaged coffee and turned to leave.

Xinrou only looked at his back, and after a few minutes, she was no longer visible.

When I went to pay and check out, I found that these cups of coffee were so expensive, which could be regarded as my meal money for several days, but it was more important than these to be able to recover my previous salary.

On the way back to the dormitory from the café, a man kept thinking, why did he say such strange things, why did he know that he was talking about the relics of his relatives, why did he know about it?

But in the end, I couldn't figure it out, when the salary was in my hands, it seemed that everything was back on track, and life was full of hope, and it was really important to stay in this city.

When I got back to the dormitory, I carefully put my salary in a drawer, and in a few days I was going to send money to my family.

Malt walked over, Xinrou's face softened a lot, "Xinrou, did that person help you recover the money?" ”。

Xinrou closed the drawer and locked it, "Well, he gave me the money".

"That's great, you don't have to worry about this anymore, it was really wrong to see your state before, but I don't know how to persuade you," Malt said.

In fact, without any company, it is the best way, and Malt did it.

"Thank you," Xinrou said.

Malt was confused, "Thank me for what?" I didn't help much."

"Thank you for giving me hope when I was so lonely, if it wasn't for the phone call you received, I'm afraid I would never have gotten this money back," Xinrou said.

Malt scratched her head, "Actually, if I'm not there, everyone is also there, there's no need, because of such a trivial matter to thank me."

Xinrou saw the shopping bags on everyone's table, even if she didn't see the clothes inside, the shopping bags were so comfortable.

When I was young, if I saw such a shopping bag, I had to pick it up and collect it, and I wouldn't feel sorry to throw away such a beautiful shopping bag one day like them.

The money was recovered, and the family also had an explanation, but the heart was empty, for some reason, the boy kept asking, and always felt that there were places that had not passed.

"Malt, what was the tone of the person over there when you answered the phone just now?" Xinrou was a little puzzled.

"I just remember that his tone was quite lively when he called, like a sunny boy, I don't know if you see a very handsome boy?" Malt can only think of these things when she thinks back to what is on the phone.

A big sunny boy? But the tone of his repeated questions did not look like such a person.

"What are you asking for?" Malt asked.

Xinrou shook her head, "It's okay, just ask casually."

After that, he was never seen again.