The sun is always shining in the small town of Herrian.

Sun, sand, sea breeze ...... Every detail is a delight.

There is an attic above the bakery, and the sunlight peeks through the cracks in the curtains and reflects a harsh light in the empty green wine bottles.

When he opened his eyes, the decadent man could feel the existence of this green light, which was like a dream, giving people a very unreal illusion.

Whenever this happens, there will be a brief emptying in his mind: Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?

When he wakes up, he thinks: Another day has passed, right?

He didn't know why he was alive, he didn't know what he was going to do every day, like a walking corpse.

He has no love, no expectations, and doesn't want to have too much intersection with anyone, anything.

He just wants to live in his own little world, do what he wants, and not be disturbed by the outside world.

That's right, if there are too many intersections, there will inevitably be bonds, and bonds are the last thing he needs.

Distance, keeping an appropriate distance from all people and things, this sense of alienation is what he wants.

After being in a daze, the decadent man casually picked up a cotton T-sleeve and put it on, then got up and got out of bed.

"Ding-bang!"

The road to the bathroom was always noisy, and he would kick empty bottles at every turn, and he never thought to clean up.

These mountains of bottles bear witness to his decadent hours from morning to night, and it seems that from morning to night, the only thing he can do is drink.

Some people drink to confuse themselves, but he is the opposite, and he only feels clear when he drinks.

He enjoys being in a state of mind and body that is clear and relaxed, and this state makes him feel satisfied.

After a simple wash, the decadent man went downstairs on time.

The clerk would hand him a piece of freshly baked bread, and he would sit on the same wicker chair he used to sit on, eating bread and drinking to start the day.

He doesn't talk much, his eyes are decadent, he doesn't cause trouble, and he rejects people for thousands of miles.

may be because he is full of a unique sullen and untamable mysterious temperament, which inexplicably gives people a lingering sense of luxury, making people feel as if he was born with decadent qualifications and reasons.

A decadent man who looks quite handsome, hiding in an unknown town alone, living a decadent life without love, is easy to lead people to reverie.

What kind of experience did he have? What kind of thrilling story does he have behind him?

The less he likes to talk, the more he doesn't want people to get close, the more attention he attracts.

Perhaps because of this, it was difficult for the townspeople not to be curious about him, as if they could get a word from his mouth, almost like they had received some kind of gift.

Disappointingly, though, most of them didn't even get a chance to hear him speak.

Some people speculate that he may be mute, but the bakery clerk Wei Li vehemently denies it, proving that his boss is not dumb.

There is more than one bakery in the small town of Herrian, but the people of the town do not stop him because of the variety of bread he has, on the contrary, they love to buy bread from him.

Especially women, decadent men are like waterfalls that they can only see from afar, and they are already satisfied with just one glance.

*

The window of the room where Zhu Wuwu lived was facing the bakery, and every morning when she opened the curtains and pushed the window open, she could see the decadent man sitting in front of the store drinking.

He looked loveless, depressed and mournful, out of step with the warmth of the small-town sunshine.

Human beings are complex animals, and some people are obviously unhappy, but they want to pretend to be happy in front of the world; And some people are obviously happy, but they have to pretend to be unhappy.

Tired or not? How good it is to be honest!

From this point of view, he is not hypocritical and honest.

Don't pretend to be happy, don't pretend to be unhappy, be honest every day.

That's good!

"Mommy!"

Britney got out of bed barefoot

Climbed down, Dong Dong Dong ran over and hugged Zhu Wuwu's thighs.

The soft little sweetness, like a cute little elf with pink and tenderness, makes people feel good in the morning.

Zhu Wuwu smiled knowingly, reached out and touched her little head.

The little one had a sweet smile like candy on his face and his round eyes sparkling, reminding her, "Mommy, Strawberry Cake, Tianxin is going to the bakery to get a delicious strawberry cake."

The tender and soft milk baby sound sounds sweeter than a cream cake.

Zhu Wuwu picked up his daughter and put her back on the bed, and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, okay, when you get dressed and brush your teeth, Mommy will take you there, okay?"

"Yay!"

Britney was jumping around happily, happy like an angel.

I wish you to look at her daughter with relief and feel happy from the bottom of my heart.

When I was a child, I wished to have a home of my own in the future.

That warm home doesn't need to be too big, there is the person who loves her in it, and the lovely children.

Now, although the reality is a little different from the wish, Zhu Wuwu still feels very satisfied.

What is happiness?

Happiness is contentment, the fulfillment of every tiny wish, nothing more.

……

There is a string of wind chimes hanging at the entrance of the bakery, and whenever a customer comes in, the wind chimes will make a nice sound, crisp and pleasant.

Early in the morning, the drunkard Fat Hanrui sat at the door again.

He was a veritable drunkard, fat and lazy, and the townspeople didn't like him.

Through the transparent glass, the fat man raised the bottle and courted the shopkeeper, but the decadent man turned a blind eye to it, and just habitually stroked his flowing shawl curls.

Fat Hanrui laughed to himself, tilted his head and took another sip of wine.

Compared with the decadent man, the fat man is alcoholic, even if he drinks and dies on the street one day, it is not surprising.

"Ring, ring, ring!"

A voice as nice as a silver bell came.

Then came the little girl's voice, "Where's my strawberry cake?"

The mother and daughter pushed the door and walked into the bakery.

According to yesterday's agreement, they are here to get the cake today.

Xiao Tianxin ran over with her little short legs, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, staring at the decadent man expectantly.

The night was long enough for the child, and she couldn't wait to get her delicious strawberry cake.

In this small island with a closed economy, the variety of goods is not rich, and even buying a cake takes some twists and turns, no wonder Xiao Tianxin is greedy.

The decadent man got up, walked behind the counter, and took out an 8-inch strawberry cake and put it on the cabinet.

"That's a big strawberry cake!"

Xiao Tianxin's beautiful eyes instantly narrowed into good-looking crescent eyes, and she smiled at him sweetly: "Thank you, Uncle Huang!"

Zhu Wuwu was stunned for a moment, she only paid for a piece of cake yesterday, she didn't expect the cake to be so big.

She couldn't do anything to take advantage of others, so Zhu Wuwu asked him, "Boss, how much?"

The decadent man chose to ignore her, passing by her side, still not speaking.

Well, then she'll have to watch for herself.

Xiao Tianxin turned her head to look at Zhu Wuwu, and asked cautiously, "Mommy, is this cake very expensive?" Can't we afford it?"

Zhu Wuwu didn't understand why Tianxin asked this, so he had to answer her softly, "No, baby, why do you think so?"

Xiao Tianxin lowered her little head and said sullenly: "Mommy doesn't go to work, our family must be very poor, and we definitely don't have much money. Otherwise, Tianxin will buy a small piece of cake, Mommy, okay?"

How can she explain to her child that she can afford a cake?

Zhu Wuwu was a little troubled for a while, and I don't know where to start, which in the eyes of outsiders, she is weak and blames herself.

Let a little child worry about things that shouldn't be worried about the child, in the end, she is not good enough.

The decadent man felt compassion for the child, and turned his head unhappily and glanced at Zhu Wuwu, which was quite accusatory.

His eyes seemed to say, "Why do you have to give birth if you can't even take care of the child? What an irresponsible parent!"

The dumb eats coptis, and she can't say what she is suffering from, probably because of her situation.

Before Zhu Wuwu could explain, Xiao Tianxin had already run to the decadent man, and asked him with blinking eyes, "Uncle Xiao, can I just buy a piece of cake?"

The decadent man didn't say anything, just nodded.

Xiao Tianxin laughed happily: "Uncle Xiao, you are so good! Uncle Huang sent you this!"

Xiao Tianxin put a heart-shaped stone picked up from the beach in the palm of the decadent man's palm, and said seriously, "This is my favorite stone, I will give it to you."

Ahem, why did Li Chen's stone ridge come out?

Xiao Tianxin, Xiao Tianxin, did you commit the attribute of a natural nymphomaniac?

In terms of the ability to flirt with men, your mother is really less than one-tenth of you.

The decadent man stared at the beautiful stone in his hand with blazing eyes, and suddenly laughed, and his smile was so discolored, that even the whole room seemed to light up.

It was a very touching atmosphere, the sun outside was dark, and the light of the room was bright.

The clerk Wei Li was so shocked that her jaw almost fell to the ground, and after working in the store for so long, it was the first time she saw the boss smile.

It seems that he really likes the little girl in front of him.

The decadent man went to the back room and took a long serrated knife to cut the cake, then packaged it and handed it to Xiao Tianxin.

At this time, he heard the most sincere voice in the world: "Thank you, Uncle Huang!"

"Thank you!"

Zhu Wuwu took out a piece of money and put it on the cabinet, took Xiao Tianxin's hand and walked out.

*

When they went out, the drunken fat man stood up and blocked the way of their mother and daughter, and was saying teasing words to wish them no worries.

Zhu Wuwu stopped him sharply, protected Xiao Tianxin and retreated again and again.

After being in town for so long, it was the first time she had encountered a rogue scoundrel.

The fat man giggled, seemingly pleased with her reaction.

Scoundrels are like that, the more accomplished they feel when they see someone frightened.

At this moment, a man rushed out of it, angrily picked up the empty wine bottle in his hand and smashed it at the fat man's head.

In front of the public, the fat man fell to the ground covered in blood.

Zhu Wuwu covered Xiao Tianxin's eyes to prevent her from seeing this violent scene.

The decadent man didn't seem to be angry, and he was still scolding: "Tell you to steal bread? This month is the third time, do you think I'm blind?"

Some people look cold, but they still retain a small kindness in their hearts.

This is probably the kindness that emanates from a person's bones.

"You don't want to go away!"

The decadent man shouted at Zhu Wuwu's mother and daughter.

In a panic, Zhu Wuwu picked up Xiao Tianxin and left quickly, forgetting to say thank you.