During the night, showers arrived.

The raindrops the size of beans hit the asphalt road, splashing small white flowers.

Pedestrians on the road complained, and they quickened their pace, looking for shelter from the rain.

On the side of the road, in a small shop of only a few dozen square meters, a middle-aged man with white sideburns sat at the door of the store, lit a cigarette, and leisurely admired the rain.

Above him, there is a big sign, "Zhengyuanzhai" several large characters, exuding a colorful light, just as bright at night.

This is the only dessert shop specializing in glutinous rice balls in C City, a time-honored brand for more than ten years, but unfortunately the business is not satisfactory, and the middle-aged man is the owner of this shop, Lao Yang.

"Dad, it's raining so heavily, there shouldn't be any more guests tonight, close the door." A young girl dressed simply, but still unable to hide her beautiful appearance, walked out of the store.

"Don't worry, it's rare to rain, it's so cool, Yuanyuan, you also move a stool, sit here and enjoy the cool first." Lao Yang took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Yang Yuanyuan was not easy to refute, and nodded.

She knows very well that the older generation like her father always has a little bit of a young mentality, and she is full of emotion when she sees the rain.

Moving out of a stool, Yang Yuanyuan sat at the door, about to bow her head to play with her mobile phone, when her attention was suddenly attracted by a figure across the road.

It was a man in a sweatshirt, head bowed, hat on, dragging his body through the rain like a walking corpse.

This person who pretends to be forced in the rain, in Yang Yuanyuan's opinion, is most likely a little brainless, and the other party's behavior in the next moment also proves her conjecture.

I saw that the man walked directly to the middle of the road, and walked slowly towards this side with his head down, and several high-speed cars flew past him, and he didn't even raise his head.

On a rainy day, the sight is not good, and at night, the man is still dressed in black clothes and black pants, and the driver is not careful enough, so it is really possible to ignore him.

So, halfway through him, a car drove by at high speed almost close to his body.

He staggered down to the road, got up without hurry, and continued to walk in this direction.

"It's too dangerous." Lao Yang noticed this scene, hurriedly rushed out of the store, came to the man in the rain, helped the man cross the road, and returned to the door of the store.

"Dad, let's wipe it first." Yang Yuanyuan took two dry towels, one handed to Lao Yang, and the other to the man in black who was already soaking wet.

"Young man, on this rainy day, how can you cross the road like this, it's too dangerous." Lao Yang wiped the water stains on his body.

The man in black looked numb, didn't pick up Yang Yuanyuan's towel, walked straight into the store with his head down, found a table to sit down, and stretched out his finger to point to the rice balls on the wall.

"No politeness at all." Yang Yuanyuan frowned.

"Young man, do you want to eat rice balls?" Lao Yang didn't mind, and said with a smile, "I'll do it for you." ”

With that, he walked towards the inner room.

Yang Yuanyuan snorted lightly, with a little dissatisfaction, sat at another table, and secretly observed the man in black.

It was wet and dirty, and the exposed sea of the hat was messy and greasy, and it hadn't been washed for more than a week.

It looks like a bum, but if you look closely, it seems to be a little handsome.

This person is none other than Lin Kun.

It's been a week since he officially became a ghost envoy, and for all this time, he has been lying at home every day, and when he is hungry, he will find something to eat.

Every day is a mess, like a walking corpse, obviously not doing anything, but so tired that he doesn't even have the strength to speak.

No matter how strong a person is, once they are hit in a weak spot, they will be vulnerable to vulnerability!

These days, the only time Lin Kun opened his mouth was when the police came to the door to take a confession, an investigation into the deaths of several tutors in the detective exam.

However, Zhang Tian obviously didn't deliberately frame him, and solved this trouble very cleanly, so he was not affected in any way except that he didn't get a detective certificate.

It wasn't until there was really nothing to eat at home that Lin Kun came outside.

"Hello? Feed? Hey, hey, hey? ”

Yang Yuanyuan observed Lin Kun carefully, and found that this guy was staring at the desktop in front of her with a numb face from beginning to end, no matter how many words she shouted, there would be no reaction, and she even suspected that this guy was deaf and mute.

After a while, Lao Yang held a bowl of steaming rice balls in front of Lin Kun's eyes: "Young man, taste the rice balls I made, it should make you feel a lot better, and there is no hurdle in life that you can't pass."

In the center of the emerald green porcelain bowl, several round, plump, white and flawless rice balls float in the center of the white light soup.

There are not too many bells and whistles, no colorful rice balls, not even messy spices, only a faint fragrance.

It has a simple taste, just like the rice balls made at home, which are unremarkable, but inexplicably make people want to taste them.

Lin Kun picked up the spoon, scooped up a rice ball, and put it in his mouth, and his mouth and tongue could immediately feel the softness and warmth of the epidermis.

With a light bite, the elastic epidermis burst open, and the thick sesame seed filling instantly spread all over his mouth, unexpectedly without the slightest burning sensation.

An indescribable extreme sweetness occupied Lin Kun's sense of taste, his brows were furrowed, his facial features were squeezed together, his face was bitter, and he said in an extremely hoarse voice: "It's too sweet!"

"Sweet is a taste that can make people happy, I see you with such a sad face, so I give you ten times more happiness!" Lao Yang took a puff of cigarette and said proudly, "How is it?" Are you feeling better? ”

Lin Kun didn't answer, and continued to eat the unbearably sweet rice balls, tears flowing down unconsciously.

"Are you alright, young man? Why don't I make you another bowl? Lao Yang worried.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, it's just ...... It's so sweet. Lin Kun wiped his eyes, but he couldn't stop his tears.

Tears were dripping down the bowl, and he didn't care, eating the sweet and greasy rice balls one after another.

"Are you really alright, young man? If there's anything you're not happy about, you can tell me about it. Lao Yang moved a stool and sat next to Lin Kun with a concerned face.

"For ...... Why...... How sweet is it? Lin Kun leaned his forehead on Lao Yang's shoulder, lowered his head, and wept bitterly.

Yang Yuanyuan rolled her eyes as she watched from the sidelines, not to mention that his father had somehow become a spiritual mentor, what kind of trouble did this big man cry like this?

Is it really that sweet?

With curiosity, she came to the back kitchen, and there were still a few rice balls left in the rice balls she had just cooked, and she couldn't help but scoop one and stuff it into her mouth.

The next moment, her delicate facial features were all squeezed together, and an indescribable sweetness swept through her body in an instant.

Yang Yuanyuan felt as if her whole person was soaked in sugar water, and she shivered with sweetness.

"Really...... It's so sweet! ”