When it's time to get off work, there are suddenly many small umbrellas blooming like flowers in the sky. The white-collar workers confined in the lattice were talking and laughing in groups, enjoying a moment of free time, carefully studying the contents of today's lunch as if discussing the top priority, and disappeared into the torrent of cars in the blink of an eye.

Gollum ~ Gollum ~

The briquettes indifferently watched the "flowers" bloom and disappear, although they didn't want to make trouble for Qingman at this time, but their stomachs were not angry, and they couldn't help but let out bursts of hungry screams.

Qingman stood under a huge billboard, reached out to catch a drop of rain and wiped it on the briquette's forehead, and sighed listlessly. "Hungry? Let's discuss something?"

What's up? The briquettes raised their heads to look at her alertly, always feeling that they didn't have any good intentions.

"It's so hard to find a job, and it's so hard to get a bite to eat under other people's hands. Why don't we do a street performance of chest smashing boulders or guessing hearts?"

The briquette didn't make a sound, shook the hair on his body, and waited patiently for the following. With its understanding of Qingman, if this matter had nothing to do with it, she would have done it herself.

Sure enough, Qingman saw that it didn't cooperate much, so he had to reluctantly continue: "The big stone on the chest of a person has been rotten for thousands of years, it's really nothing unusual, and besides, you can't move the hammer when I lie down, right?" So, it's better for you to perform with me......"

Meow a mi's~

The briquettes exploded, and he almost showed his claws to scratch her, why did he find such a second goods?! Do you still have a big stone on the cat's chest, and don't you consider the education and publicity of animal protection organizations?

"Eh, calm down!" Qingman saw that the briquette was about to go crazy, and hurriedly offered another thought: "Or let's perform a guessing trick?" They must not have imagined that the two of us could work together. ”

Briquettes ignored her this time, feeling so hungry that they hallucinated, and always smelled some chicken legs, ribs and other foods and took the initiative to send them to the door.

Qingman was still thinking about it, "This is more creative, right?" But how do you find a venue? How to attract audiences? What are you going to perform...... How do I think we're going to starve to death on stage if we can't wait for the next meal?"

I don't know which sentence stimulated the briquette, and it suddenly stood up, its fluffy tail sweeping around her face like a feather duster.

Qingman had never seen this situation before, and was about to see what was wrong with it, but the light in front of him was blocked by a large shadow.

"Why don't you call me? Is your phone a brick to you?"

Tu Bai was holding a paper bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other. These days, I look a lot thinner and thinner, but the soft light in my eyes warms the extra edges and corners.

Qingman blinked, didn't react to what to say next, but his nose was very loyal to inhale the long-lost aroma into his heart, like a miniature sugar-coated cannonball, instantly destroying her inner resistance and dignity - it is more important to have a full stomach.

She reached for Tu Bai's paper bag, but he raised his hand and lifted the bag higher.

"It's a briquette meal, your—it's better to cook it fresh."

After listening to the first half of the sentence, the briquette wagged its tail more and more, and when he heard the second half of Tu Bai's sentence, he was suddenly petrified in place - the man really didn't have a good thing! (It has been beastly for a long time, and it consciously classifies itself out of the human organization.) ）

After getting into the car, Tu Bai first took a towel for Qingman to dry his hair, and intimately helped him turn on the heater. When he got himself in order, he just arrived at the door of a restaurant.

Sushi. White Lu.

The autumn fragrance color signboard, simply written with a white pen with three big characters, and there are bamboo leaves and orchid grass embellishments on the side, which looks very elegant.

I don't know if it's too much for dinner, or if the consumption here is too high, and there are only two or three people sporadically in the small store.

Tu Bai opened the curtain and invited Qingman to the stage, sat down and explained to him with a pen: "You have been hungry for so long, you can't eat too greasy and heavy, the food here is relatively light, good for the stomach."

The starter was sweet chicken, honey and milk poached eggs and shrimp ravioli, followed by coral caviar, veal biscuits, puffer fish consommé and matsuji ......

Qingman was very picky at the beginning of looking at these dishes, but he never stopped after taking a bite. Poor briquette's eyes were as wide as light bulbs, and she stretched out her paws several times to get a piece of the pie, but she was barbarously blocked by her head.

After eating, Tu Bai took him to buy clothes again. Qingman thought that he would never be able to pay off the debt, so he simply accepted it all silently.

Khaki trench coats, navy blue slacks, a variety of light-colored shirts and tank tops, and even cotton socks and underwear.

Originally, Tu Bai was the focus wherever he went, but now with a small follower, he still has the rhythm of buying and buying, which has attracted the attention of female customers of all ages in the mall.

"Eh, what do you think they're related to?" A pair of white and beautiful girlfriends' sunglasses pressed against their cheeks, and secretly included them in the scope of the study.

"Brother?" One of them looked at Qingman's height and came to a conclusion. The other immediately denied her speculation: "Wrong, don't you think that short boy has a cold temperament and has stories in his eyes?"

What else could that be a relationship?

The two hesitated for a moment and looked at each other tacitly, and before they could say the answer, they heard a scream, followed by more people pushing and screaming and running down from the top-floor restaurant.

Although Qingman's ears have not yet regained his hearing, his eyes are very effective. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the wind and grass, and immediately turned around and shifted her gaze.

On the top floor, the black gas was very thick, and the kind of formation that was surging in clusters and could swallow everything by looking at it instantly reminded her of the main business that had been abandoned in the past two days.

Although she can no longer make a living from this, and she no longer has to desperately search for the medicine navel in order to relieve the pain all over her body, she still runs desperately to the top floor when she goes out.

Slow down, wait for me!

Tu Bai followed closely behind, afraid that Qingman's hearing impairment would restrict his performance, but also wanted to do his best to help him.

Not to be outdone, the briquette jumped from Qingman's shoulder to the shoulder of a person in front of him as soon as his hind legs climbed, and the dragonfly fell with a little bit of water and borrowed strength, and jumped forward three or four meters away again.

By the time Qingman ran to the top floor, it had already inspected all the conditions in advance.

"Meow ......" (Watch your left-hand side)

Qingman couldn't hear any other sounds, but was very sensitive to the sound of briquettes. Hearing its warning, she dodged sideways to the right, while reaching out her left hand to strike at the lurking, cloudy-controlled murderer.

The murderers are controlled by the turbidity and move very slowly. Suddenly hit by this blow, he didn't get up from the ground for a long time.

Qingman took the opportunity to pounce and fight again, but was stopped by Tu Bai's horizontal waist. "Wait!"