Rose returns to the office. It's not yet noon, and the busy work can't dilute the lovesickness.

It's rare to have a quiet afternoon.

Thoughts are infinitely stretched.

The distance at the end of the world, Rose measured with her heart's footsteps.

Miss beautiful and lonely......

My dear:

I want to wear a wedding dress. I think you will love me for the rest of your life when you see my angelic appearance......

Rose spent the whole afternoon immersed in the longing for the nightingale. From time to time, I blushed.

She took the form of an angel and held the Sword of the Sacred Heart. There were a lot of poses, and they were all taken with Yingwu's mobile phone.

This is a girl's way of expressing her longing. This afternoon, Rose misses him very much.

The sun can't bear it, and it goes down.

The nightingale, received the rose, a heavy love. With a rare smile, he wondered if he should follow suit.

Before you know it, the nightingale's face is also red.

My dear:

Your beauty didn't just begin when you became an angel. But because of my thoughts, it has become the most beautiful.

I want to give my angel a wedding dress right away. The happiest thing is that we don't have to wear makeup.

You know no, it's a money-saver!

……

Demon Nightingale, against the scythe. I also posed and took a picture with my phone. I also took a picture of myself and a photo of a rose.

There are many ways to express love. They're the only ones.

The nightingale touched the rose on her cheek. The short lingering makes the lovesickness strong.

When you are alone, you are afraid of the cold and lonely, even if you are a demon.

The nightingale took the key and went to the Time Cafe.

He first touched the bed he had slept in after becoming a woman. Today was the day he laughed the most.

Then, he went to the bar. Ground up the coffee.

At this time, the glasses brother who gave "Lao Tan Vinegar" and wrote love letters walked in with a very pretentious, literary young woman.

Nightingale just wanted to say, don't do business.

When he looked at the woman, he found that behind her, there was a special boy of six or seven years old.

This particular boy was formed by black smoke and was wearing a small suit. His face is particularly eerie and eerie.

Always with a hideous smile. It looks like it's going to eat people.

This is the nightingale, the reason why there is no rush to people.

"Three, no, please do whatever you want."

Fortunately, Brother Glasses and the young woman didn't think much about it. They found a quiet, quiet corner and sat down.

Nightingale notices that the child.

This black kid. Found the nightingale, looking at him, very nervous, very scared!

He was horrified by the nightingale's eyes! Sitting next to the woman, trembling and not daring to move.

The nightingale could tell from the black boy's smile that this thing was by no means good. If he hadn't become a demon, he would have been afraid.

Is this thing a ghost? The nightingale was seen for the first time. Destroy it! It was the intention of the nightingale.

Brother Glasses: "Two cups of coffee!" ”

"Wait a minute!"

The nightingale made coffee and brought it to him.

Take a special look, the black boy. Black boy, afraid to look at the nightingale. Nightingale smiled evilly and turned to leave.

Literary young woman: "Look, the waiter in that café actually tattooed his face.

Isn't that disfiguring? It's just quite an alternative beauty. ”

Brother glasses: "The current little light year is unusual. We can't accept what is not mainstream. ”

"I think it's quite special."

Brother glasses: "In my opinion, it is to sensationalize and attract ignorant girls." You won't like that type of person. ”

"Are you saying I'm ignorant?"

Brother Glasses: "No, it's not, don't get me wrong. You are so thoughtful and temperamental. How could you be attracted to him. ”

Literary young woman: "Handsome guy, pay the bill!" ”

The nightingale heard, their conversation. I hated Brother Glasses to the extreme.

Let's not talk about myself, it's the time of "old altar vinegar". Write love letters to him, and now pick up girls, and trample on yourself.

This quality, sorry for that pair of glasses.

"Beauty, a total of sixty dollars. Your coffee, the boss pleased. ”

"Sir, thirty dollars!"

The nightingale, suddenly, knocked over the vinegar jar. His little trick, I don't know if it has any effect.

The man with glasses was a little confused, and he was originally going to pay for it. Now I suddenly got a five-fold discount, but I didn't know that I was paying for it.

Pay thirty, no face. Pay sixty, no face.

The devil sent the god and asked the idiot questions.

"Why, your boss gave her a free bill?"

Nightingale: "Our boss said that you always use tissue paper to write love letters, and she never tires of it.

Now this brave beauty, in possession, such treatment.

Free order, our boss, sincere thanks to her! ”

Literary young woman: "Yang Fan! You're the kind of person you are! It's more than thirty, play a little fresh! It makes me sick!

Thank you, handsome! Your tattoo is cool and stylish! ”

"Beauty, this is a birthmark! Thanks, though! ”

Today is destined to be the day when Brother Glasses will carry out the idiocy to the end.

"Why do you have a birthmark on your face?"

Nightingale: "You can fart with your mouth, I can't, birthmark on my face?" By the way, your glasses are more knowledgeable than you. ”

Poof!

The young woman of literature and art actually laughed out loud.

Brother glasses, it was Xiucai who met the soldiers, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Brother glasses: "Xiaoya, you actually help outsiders!" ”

He put his hands on his hips and said I hate you.

Literary young woman: "From today, at this moment, from a moment ago, we have nothing to do with each other.

Please pay attention to your words. ”

"No, no, Xiaoya, you can't, do this to me! Why are you? So to me! ”

"Idiot!"

"Idiot!"

"Idiot"!

The young woman didn't want to stay with this kind of person for a moment. After saying that, he turned around and left the café.

The black boy scolded an idiot, but he didn't dare to go out.

Brother glasses wants to chase him out.

"Sir! Thirty dollars! ”

"Thirty! Thirty! Give you a hundred! ”

"Sir, look for your seventy dollars!"

……

Brother glasses, finally chased out. I don't know how it turned out.

The café, all that remains, is the Nightingale and the Black Boy.

The nightingale did not rush to greet the boy. He made himself a cup of coffee, added sugar, frothed milk, and pulled flowers......

The nightingale held it, carefully brewed coffee. Sitting across from the black boy, looking at him, sipping coffee.

"How many people have you harmed?"

The nightingale asked.

"Big brother, I haven't hurt anyone yet. It really didn't hurt anyone. ”

Nightingale: "But your smile betrays you!" Really betrayed you! ”

The black boy suddenly fell to his knees.

"Big brother, please! Spare me, please! ”

While begging for mercy, kowtow.

Nightingale concluded that he must have done harm! From him, evil was felt!

"What are you? Is it a ghost? Or what? ”

Black Boy: "Big brother, I'm a wraith. ”

……