The morning sun is peeking out of the clouds!

It's about eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and for modern people who often stay up late and sleep late all year round, it should be considered early in the morning.

Breakfast should be eaten early in the morning.

Most people in small towns, as long as they have free time, will go to the small wonton shop hidden in the seven streets and eight alleys to eat a bowl of hot wontons.

The smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, especially in small towns, although the shop is as remote as the old shops that repair leather shoes in the old alleys.

Helplessly, the master's technique is too top-notch, and the wonton dumplings and noodles made are the top of the top, and they are absolutely full of praise after eating, so they have to pull the seven aunts and two aunts to come here to eat a hot wonton.

However, everyone is so busy, and now is not a weekend, work time, so there is only one college student in the store who is not afraid of failing the course.

The shop is not large, the counter and the stove are integrated, the round pot and iron bucket, filled with boiling water, gurgling and bubbling, the master wearing a chef's robe and a chef's hat skillfully pulled out a few from the wonton dumpling basket on the table with a round spoon, one by one into the water, splashing a small splash.

The shop was incredibly clean, there was no oil foam on the table, no paper balls on the floor, and Master wore white gloves and didn't touch the customer's things with his skin.

Probably hygiene is also an important reason why this store is full every Saturday and Sunday.

The chef looks peaceful, a simple man, and seems to have a simple smile on his face at all times.

He stirred the bubbling wontons in the soup with a spoon, he was originally a chef, and he treated food with a kind of religiousness.

The student waited a little bored to play with his mobile phone, watching the master scoop out the fat and cute wontons one by one, sprinkle the green onion on the soup noodles, and the rich aroma immediately burst out, making him swallow his saliva and feel his stomach screaming.

The chef smiled and handed over the bowl:

"Please take your time."

The wontons are delicious, like warm meatballs sliding into the mouth, the dough is fat and thin, and when you bite into the mellow soup wrapped in it and the stewed meatballs are just right, the fragrance goes from the stomach to the heart.

After tasting them one by one, the students still felt unsatisfied, picked up the hot soup, put it into their mouths with chopped green onions, exhaled a long breath of hot air, put down the bowl, and gave the chef a thumbs up:

"Brother Hang, Tong Yan!"

The big man known as "Brother Hang" grinned:

"Gotta got! All full! ”

The student scanned the payment code, and was just about to put on his schoolbag to go to the counselor, but when he looked back at the door of the store, he couldn't walk.

The fast-paced town is the same as ever, and there seems to be little to look forward to when the days are over.

The life that was like stagnant water was suddenly illuminated by the sun.

The autumn yellow skirt, the backpack with the soft meow cat head, a flower card inserted in the hair, and the big pale yellow bright eyes under the bright morning sun seem to be talking.

She looked left and right, poking her head out like a squirrel to look for an acorn, her eyes full of curiosity about the world, her cheeks were slightly baby fat, and her slender and straight calves were wrapped in stockings, with a contemplative curve and vitality.

Outside the store is a narrow side street, where key repairers, electric players, elderly people gather together to play cards, and small shops......

A rich breath of life, full of bitter bitterness.

Her arrival washed away these bland and bitter atmospheres.

Like a rainbow, it suddenly broke into the dim world.

The college student thought to himself, maybe it doesn't matter if he's five minutes late, it's okay to be scolded by the counselor, and it's not a big deal if it's a minor demerit.

It's best to stretch the time a little longer, let me remember the beauty and touching of this moment, even if it is only a short moment, I am willing to exchange the boredom of my life for the happiness of the moment.

Although she does not belong to him, as long as she is in her own eyes, it is enough, it does not matter any desires, it is purely beautiful things that make people happy.

But Chen Jian doesn't think so.

He now felt like he was being slashed by a thousand knives.

Those eyes, those eyes of envy, jealousy, and disbelief, stared at him tightly, as if to accuse:

[Bastard! How did you just hook up with her, you ordinary boy! 】

Jian Chen really wanted to say, we are not the kind of relationship you think.

But he knew that it was useless to argue, and they would certainly look at him with even more angry eyes:

[Damn, what are you so proud of! 】

Xia Xiaohua didn't feel it at all, she looked at the small city like a swan's stretched and graceful jade neck, and pointed to the "pilot" breakfast restaurant in the alley in front of her in surprise, and said happily:

"Little sword, found it!"

Chen Jian replied weakly:

"Little flower, we walked for a long time and went around three streets, so you don't know the way!"

Xia Xiaohua was a little unhappy and retorted:

"You know, I'm appreciating the beauty of human life."

Chen Jian complained in his heart, this broken city is full of fast-paced traffic every day, the same high-rise buildings, everyone spends their lives calmly and boringly on the established life track, what is there to see?

He looked at the blue sky, and the plane left a long trail of clouds in the blue sky, which made him a little dizzy.

The city is a forest of steel, a cement cage.

Cold, indifferent.

Even the blue sky was imprisoned by the steel tree, leaving him with only fantasies.

Once, when he was a child, he innocently lay in the large flat under the residential building, looking up at the sky, trying to reach out and grab a white cloud in the sky, but only the air.

He suddenly found that his life had gone out of its original orbit and entered a new and unknown world.

Stories in anime...... What happened to you?

But why not be happy at all?

Chen Jian thought to himself, if he could, he would still choose to go back to the past, live with his grandmother, in the summer when the house was stuffy, pick up the rough wooden fan made of bamboo, fan the wind for his grandmother, begging her to cut a big watermelon, every morning, eat two golden steamed buns fried with the bottom and dipped in sweet and sour steamed buns, it is the best day.

If there are only empty memories left of what is lost, how can you recover it with your hands?!

When he was stunned, Xia Xiaohua's voice came into his ears:

"Hey, little brother, we're here!"

Chen Jian came back to his senses, only to find that he had unconsciously walked to the door of the store, a simple small shop, a few tables, and a small inner shop.

A college student woke up like a dream, and waited until Xia Xiaohua walked into the store to react, without saying a word, picking up his schoolbag and running away.

Jian Chen felt a little funny, is Xia Xiaohua so terrible?

Master closed the roller shutter door, blocking the sunlight from the clattering sound.

Jian Chen finally looked out, remembering the city that he was accustomed to never changing in his memory.

There don't seem to be any good memories.

If you can't tolerate the slightest pause and tolerance, how can you keep the beauty and touching?!

He turned his head, and the incandescent lights were turned on in the store, which made him a little confused.

Chen Jian realized that he might be about to derail his ordinary life.

What will it become?

I guess it's no worse than my current self.

......

Beautiful girl eating is probably also pleasing to the eye.

However, Chen Jian didn't think it was so exaggerated.

Xia Xiaohua, this guy......

"Hey, how can you spill the soup with wontons!"

The flower-like girl wiped the corners of her mouth, like a cat elegantly wiped the things that remained in her mouth, and smiled:

"Beautiful girl's saliva, shouldn't an otaku like you worship and treat it as a treasure?"

Jian Chen was a little speechless, but the other party's smile was so bright and beautiful that he couldn't get angry.

Xia Xiaohua stacked the bowls together, made the sound of porcelain colliding, and snapped her fingers at the chef sitting at the other table:

"In order to keep in shape, let's eat three bowls!"

Is this called staying in shape?!

Chen Jian complained in his heart, but thinking of the strange space, the other party jumped more than ten meters between the tall buildings, this kind of consumption must be huge, and it seems understandable to eat too much.

The doubts in his heart suddenly came up, but he was not in a hurry.

The chef raised an eyebrow and got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

He ripped off the chef's hat from his head, revealing a ......

Shiny, bald!

Then he took off his chef's robe, folded it neatly with his hat, and hung it on the wall.

turned around, and the whole aura changed suddenly!

The majestic and resolute face is completely devoid of the simplicity and warmth of the usual, and the two shining eyes are like a tiger about to jump out at any time.

Chen Jian was frightened, after the other party took off his wide chef's robe, he was actually dressed as an agent!

This big brother, you won't be some kind of urban special forces king, right?!

Xia Xiaohua took out an object from the cat's backpack and threw it to the big man.

Jian Chen saw the thing clearly, and his heart was shocked.

Strange blood-colored lines, a shell that shimmers with a metallic sheen......

Enchanted pistols?

It's such a cute bag!

The big man took it, and suddenly changed from a vicious bandit to a gentle uncle, hehe, he laughed weirdly:

"Hey, little flower touched it...... Hey, little flowers' hands, soft, fragrant. ”

Xia Xiaohua made a "vomit" expression, looking at the big man with disgust like an idiot:

"Senior Cao Hang, it's disgusting, idiots or something are 10,000 times more hateful than otaku!"

"I've got to get to Abaddon to submit my internship report, I'm going to have to get away from you!"

Cao Hang scratched his bald head:

"Oh, who doesn't like beautiful girls...... Seeing you is like seeing my wife, I can't help but miss ......"

He looks so fierce, but now he speaks so softly and gently, like soothing a fried cat.

Xia Xiaohua suddenly stopped talking, and the store fell silent.

Cao Hang's eyes seemed to be very calm, and there was only a kind of melancholy nostalgia.

He turned around and returned to the rolling compartment, and when he came out, he took a photo and said to Chen Jian, who was sitting opposite Xia Xiaohua:

"Hey boy, do you think my wife looks like her?"

Chen Jian glanced at the photo, a very beautiful girl, full of energy, snuggling in the arms of the young Cao Hang with a smile, Cao Hang bare arms, the two black dragon tattoos on it are full of domineering, the face is a high-spirited posture, there is no bald head, it can be regarded as a hero-like character, domineering and chic, very handsome.

But two beauties don't look alike.

Cao Hang took out a bag of soft China and handed it to Jian Chen:

"Smoked?"

"No smoke, no smoke, thank you, Brother Hang."

Jian Chen hurriedly refused, not to mention that he didn't smoke, and even if he did, he didn't dare to accept the cigarette handed by his eldest brother.

Cao Hang smiled, sat at another table a few meters away and lit a cigarette, the smoke was swirling and spitting fog, as if the past was rising with the smoke in the small shop.

"Let me tell you my story."

Cao Hang didn't know why he suddenly became sentimental, maybe it was the boy in front of him who reminded him of himself back then.

His faint opening:

"I was only nineteen or twenty years old, so of course I thought I was very handsome."

"I'm working the road, and I haven't done this at that time."

"I saved a girl who was blocked by a few thugs, and she relied on me to live and die, saying that she would marry me."

"Of course I didn't agree, at that time to collect protection money, wow, so much money, I want to make more money, three days to go to the big city to buy half a Ferrari, what girl can't find it."

The red light skyrocketed in the smoke.

Blood lines appeared all over Cao Hang's body, and his blood pupils seemed to be burning with anger:

"She still pestered me to elope with me, I couldn't stand her, so I had to agree, the taste of love is really evocative."

"We went to the Di Bar that day, and she was waiting outside for me to come out...... And then I met the monsters,"

"Hehe, the whole ballroom turned into a sea of fire...... Lao Tzu woke up and told me that everything was an illusion......"

"But my chick is gone! Is that also an illusion?! ”

"The person who saved me told me that she couldn't come back, and that she would die with that monster in that strange world."

"I just thought, fucking I'm going to kill all these stupid walls that kill people everywhere in the world, and then I can give my girls a bouquet of roses at the grave and scatter their ashes on it."

He drained his cigarette and shook the ashes, which fell to the ground, and the spotless tiles finally became dirty.

Cao Hang inserted a strange pistol with blood-colored lines into the pocket of the gun on his waist, and the man dressed as a special soldier burned a pair of fiery blood pupils in the smoke, staring at Jian Chen:

"So boy, you protect her for me!"

Xia Xiaohua was not happy and retorted:

"Hey uncle, he's my little brother, I'm much better than him! If you want to protect, it's the boss who protects the younger brother, right? ”

Cao Hanghun didn't care:

"Men should protect women."

"Machismo is so annoying, bastard!"

Jian Chen was confused by this jumping conversation, and forcibly interrupted the two:

"Stop!"

He spoke so loudly that both of them stopped arguing.

Then two pairs of oppressive blood-colored eyes stared at him:

"You, say, what?"

Only then did Jian Chen remember that the other party could pinch him to death with one hand.

So he could only whisper softly:

"Big brother and sister, this, I haven't eaten breakfast yet......"