Ai Weili fell into a state of speechlessness again.

It had only been a few minutes since Vero left the shop, and she felt like an ancient bird from an unknown number of thousands of years ago, trapped in an asphalt pit, slowly sinking.

Tiredness, anger and unwillingness, tearing her at her repeatedly; She felt that she had many, many things she wanted to say, no, scold, but whenever Apan spoke, there was only one thought left in her heart: how can people be like this?

"You're lucky enough to meet me," Apan snorted, looked at a good can of tuna, placed it on the table, and wrote it down in the "Commodities to be compensated" section of his notebook. "I should have known a long time ago, a woman like you from a big city is basically not a worry-free type, I think I read a few pages of a book is amazing, do you owe discipline you to gather friends to have a party here? I don't know what you did to have to come to a small place like ours to avoid the limelight. I'm kind enough to give you this job."

How can such a thing be said? How can you pretend that nothing happened?

How did man become like this?

"As a result, I have to hire someone from scratch or let your friend come to work for you, I can give her a cheaper price, pay less, she is quite beautiful, it should attract a lot of people to patronize."

A kind of intense anger that Ai Weili had never experienced before, almost violent, even made her hands tremble slightly.

She stared at the back of Apan's head, and couldn't help but fantasize for a few seconds, pushing his head deep into the shelves, like the polo shirt man, burying his head in the shelves forever.

"How? Just do it for a month, and you ask her to work for you, so I don't call the police. Apan smacked his tongue and glanced at her.

"Huh? Didn't you say that as long as you lose something, you won't call the police? Unexpectedly, Ai Weili finally found his voice and immediately questioned.

Apan turned around, looking feigned surprise. "What do you say, people have to bear the consequences when they do things, this kind of thing that has been learned in kindergarten, don't you pretend not to know? Do you think we're just losing something in our store? There's one less clerk, clerk, what should we do now that we schedule shifts, and we can't open all day, and the loss is very big, how can you make up for this if you don't call your friends to top the shift? ”

Ai Weili looked down at the can of tuna, and really wanted to throw it in Apan's face.

All this was so ridiculous, so ridiculous, that she didn't even know where to start, that she could only say the dryest and weakest words: "You remove this can, it's obviously not damaged." ”

As soon as the words came out, she almost wanted to kick herself a few times.

"If it's dirty, who's going to buy it?" Appan said, nonchalantly shoving the can into his own backpack beside him.

She should have been alert when he had brought the backpack over and placed it on the chair next to the dining table—why use the backpack to count things?

"What are you doing?" Ai Weili couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted, "You take it out." ”

Apan ignored her, just took down a few more cans of canned meat sauce, said "Ahhh He didn't even shy away from it, and he didn't care at all that Ai Weili saw that he had drawn a few lines on the label with his fingernails.

"Hey!" Ai Weili screamed.

Apan glanced at her and didn't speak, just grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of red teeth.

As if her voice had fallen into a vacuum, and could not stir up a ripple in reality, he then turned his head and continued to count the contents of the shelves, not paying much attention to her.

What to do?

Faced with such an unconcealed behavior, Ai Weili was at a loss for a moment - quarreling with him? Go up and open his backpack yourself and take things out?

"You're stealing," she didn't know what to do to make Apan's mistake, so while talking, she also subconsciously walked to Apan's backpack and said, "If you're not happy, call the police, I'll see if the police will support you stealing-"

She was standing at the dining table and was about to reach for her backpack when she caught a glimpse of Apan's face through the glass window in front of her.

Under the light of the street lamps and shop lights outside the window, the reflection on the glass window is blurry and incomplete, only a piece of light and shadow floating on the glass; But Apan's expressionless face as he stood behind her and stared at her was clearly floating on her own reflected shoulder.

Ai Weili hurriedly turned around, his pores opened, and a layer of cold sweat opened.

"You were just going to touch my personal stuff?" Ah Pan didn't know when he turned from the front of the shelf, his small black eyes like holes, following her staggering back steps, sticking to her all the way.

"No, I'm just" Ai Weili wanted to explain, only to react that it was wrong - it was obvious that she was not the one who did the wrong thing, how could it become that she was going to defend herself?

"It's funny," Apan turned around again, looked at the merchandise, and swiped a line in his notebook. "I ask you, what kind of behavior is a person who does it called a thief? First, the person who will write down the defective goods in the store and charge them; Second, you choose the person who touches other people's backpacks silently, you say it yourself, who is the thief? ”

Ai Weili was stunned.

Ah Pan didn't really seem to wait for her to choose, snorted, squatted down in front of the shelf, and picked up a bottle of soy sauce. Ai Weili took a look and found that he was very efficient, and Wei Luo had only been out of the store for less than ten minutes, and he had already memorized at least a dozen missing items in his notebook, and wrote down numbers that seemed to be exaggerated.

The reason why he was only willing to accept cash compensation, Ai Weili also understood.

Apan lifted the soy sauce bottle, pointed it to the light, and looked at it carefully.

With the utmost care he had ever done with any other commodity, his fingers slowly slid down from its glass bottle, and he made a rustling sound on the label, and his thumb slowly circled around the bottle, as if waiting for the bottle to let out a moan; Immediately, he brought the bottleneck of the soy sauce bottle to his nose, took a deep breath, as if he smelled some pleasant smell, closed most of his eyes, and his eyelids twitched, turning out the whiteness underneath.

It was at this moment that Ai Weili remembered.

When Vero went to check on the situation, he held a soy sauce bottle as a weapon in his hand; After rescuing Ai Weili, when the two of them calmed down, she conveniently stuffed the soy sauce bottle into the shelf—this is the shelf.

Ai Weili slowly took a step back.

"This one is in good condition, you don't have to pay for it, it's just a few bottles missing." With a somewhat regretful tone, Apan stood up and walked towards the other side of the shelf. "I'm going to look the other side, eh, I don't know what you guys did."

Ai Weili watched him walk around the shelves, disappear briefly for a second or two, and then emerge from the other side of the shelves, obscured by the scattered vacant goods into pieces of clothing and body parts.

"I'll ask you something," said Apan, looking at the shelves, taking notes, and asking, "Answer me well, and if you're honest, then I might be able to open up to you." That friend of yours, how long have you known each other? ”

Ai Weili looked at the distance between herself and the gate, measured it in her mind, and realized that Ah Pan was closer to the gate than she was. And because he was standing in the middle, he only had to rush out a few steps to block himself in the store, regardless of whether she went to the gate or the back door.

What's more, Vero will be back in a while.

"Not long," she replied as casually as she could.

"She shouldn't have a boyfriend, right? Just look at her like that, it's not feminine, feminine is such a thing, you need a boyfriend to develop something like me. ”

Ai Weili was a little suspicious that she was nervous - she had indeed only heard this kind of thing in the mouths of human males, and even the ghosts in horror movies would follow the professional ethics well, just remembering to kill you.

"So, what do you think she would do to take your place?" Appan asked from the other side of the shelf, "One, after you nodded in agreement, she listened to you and came; Second, she found that the amount of compensation was too large for her to pay; Three, she was expelled from school after I called the police, and she couldn't be a teacher in the above three categories, which one do you think? ”

This time, Ai Weili saw Ah Pan clearly.

More precisely, she saw the lower half of Apan's face clearly.

The upper half of his face was blocked by the shelves, and only the tip of his nose and mouth were embedded in the lower half of a rectangular face, and as he spoke, the thin mouth closed one after another, as if they were two thin pieces of flesh independent of Apan himself and self-conscious.

Why? What's going on?

It's all back to normal outside, doesn't it mean it's all over or is it just a coincidence?

Ai Weili had no intention of putting her hopes on the line, but she was stuck in a very undesirable position, and even if she wanted to run out of the door, she couldn't get past Apan.

There was only one way that wasn't the way, and she could barely give it a try.

"Are you still planning to harm people," Ai Weili said in an angry tone, as if she had been distracted and had not thought of the word "questionnaire" at all. "You go and ask her yourself, I don't care, I'm going to sit over there, I don't want to talk to you."

As she spoke, she walked in the direction of the cash register, which she could dash out of the convenience store as soon as she turned around and ran a few steps from the front of the cash register. As long as Apan doesn't block her, he can get her to the cash register

"I think it's one," said Apan, looking around the shelves and stepping in her way.

is still very normal, Apan's appearance, the upper and lower halves of the face are very complete, no matter how you look at it, he is also a flesh-and-blood living person.

"I'm not her slave owner, and if I call her to work, she'll come to work?" Ai Weili still didn't give up, although his feet were retreating, he pretended to be angry and said, "I said, you ask her yourself." Also, if you get out of the way, I won't run. ”

"As for her, you don't have to worry about it, I just want you to say it," Apan looked at her, still motionless. "All you have to do is say, 'I'll agree to let Vero come and work for me,' and you can get out of the store safely."

When a new chapter is posted in the background of the starting point, the example of the title is always "Heavenly Romance", and I wonder when I will really write a Heavenly Destiny......

(End of chapter)