Ye Xin hadn't seen Jiang Lin for several days, and since he was in the ward that day, he seemed to have disappeared from her world. She continued to return to the Panda Cafe to work part-time, and for nearly a week, she did not see Jiang Lin, so that the sales of bitter coffee declined.

Ye Xin wiped the table listlessly, his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul. A round-looking little boy shouted at her, "Sister, ask for a blueberry sundae." ”

"Okay, please wait."

Ye Xin mechanically took notes, then walked to the work area to do the sundae, did the backend in front of the guests, and bowed mechanically, "Please use it slowly." ”

Just as she was about to leave mechanically, the little boy stopped her: "Sister, I want a blueberry sundae, why did it become a strawberry sundae?" ”

Ye Xinmu turned around in a daze, winked at the red sundae, and then as if he had been relieved, his pupils returned, his whole body trembled, and he immediately bowed at ninety degrees.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to make a new one right now!"

Ye Xin hurriedly rushed back to the workbench with the strawberry sundae, and made a new cup of blueberry sundae for the little boy to send to him. After this toss, she looked even more depressed than before.

Tingting, who saw everything in her eyes, noticed that something was wrong with her, and walked over and asked in a low voice: "You don't seem to have much energy these days, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Xin pouted, took the menu casually, and pointed to the bitter coffee to show Tingting. Tingting was slightly stunned, she thought for a long time, and then said, "You, is it because that handsome guy hasn't come for a few days, so-"

Ye Xin nodded.

"Flutter-"

Tingting couldn't hold back her laughter, her smile made Ye Xin look a little embarrassed, "What's the matter, what's so funny?" ”

"Grace, you're telling me the truth, do you have a crush on that handsome guy?"

"......" Ye Xin's face flushed when she was asked, and Jiang Lin's figure immediately appeared in her mind, so her face turned even redder. She stood there with her head down, motionless, like a piece of wood.

Fancy Mr. Sleeping Bag? The word is not vivid, obviously I like him.

Ye Xin knows her heart very well, she has never denied it, but this is her little secret, she can't tell anyone, just like her illness, she can't tell others, she can only hide it.

She wanted to hide it, but her acting skills were too poor, and Tingting saw through it at a glance.

"Since you like it, then pursue it, a fairy girl like you chases him, that's the blessing he has cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Ye Xin pouted and shook his head firmly, looking like a revolutionary martyr who would rather die than give in, "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

Tingting: "......"

Suddenly there is a feeling of traveling back in time to 1938 :)

"Why can't you say that?"

"Because—" Ye Xin made excuses in her invincible brain 100 million times a second, and finally she said, "Because he doesn't like sweets." ”

Tingting: "......"

She deeply suspected that the two of them were not on the same channel now, or Miss Grace had a problem with her head, and she should not go wrong if she chose one or the other.

The corners of Tingting's mouth twitched, she held her forehead, and asked, "Does this have anything to do with sweets?" ”

Ye Xin continued to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "Of course it has a relationship. It's like if a person doesn't like swearing, he doesn't like a swearer. If he doesn't like sweets, he won't like people who love sweets, and I love sweets, so he won't like me, and since he doesn't like me, what's the use of me telling him that I like him? ”

Tingting: "......"

At first glance, it seems to make some sense.