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Tomorrow's Fidelity.

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Ordered a takeout,

The little brother wearing the blue bamboo dragonfly was five minutes and forty-one seconds late,

The soup spilled all over the plastic bag,

He didn't say sorry,

I turned around and wanted to leave.

Be duty-bound not to turn back.

I stopped him,

Asked softly, "Why are you late?"

He stopped,

But there was no turning back,

He just asked rhetorically in a tired tone, "When is it?"

"Six thirty-three minutes and thirty-three seconds. ”

"It's just five minutes and forty seconds late, and I know how to do it. ”

"You've missed the math for a second, but ..... To be late is to be late......"

"Rounding one second equals zero seconds......" he turned to look at me, "no one wants to be late, but it can't be avoided." You don't understand the feelings of our delivery people, coming in the wind, going in the rain, running red lights, and going against the grain, in your eyes it is only five minutes and forty-one seconds, but here I am the time to spend my life. ”

I was silent for a moment, "I don't mean to criticize you, I can understand your feelings, I am a coder, I understand very well, everyone wants you to write well, write coolly, and make some yellow, it is best to update 10,000 words every day, but things in this world can never be as expected." ”

He turned around and asked, "Are you a coder?"

I hesitated and nodded.

"Look at your hair. He sighed and took out his phone, "What book did you write?" tell me the name, and I'll give you a silver reward." ”

"Bai Yinmeng?" my heart beat faster, and I felt the ...... as I looked at the somewhat rickety takeaway guy under the light in disbelief Murderous.

That's right, it's murderous.

So I said quietly: "The book I wrote is called anti-......."

"Again?"

"Yes, anti...."

"Against what?" he asked, taking a step forward.

"Anti-...... Rebellion...."

"Rebel against what?" he asked, taking another step.

"No......," I said.

"Are you sure you don't?"

"Yes, I'm sure. ”

"If there is no 'of', then can it be called 'rebellion'?"

"There is no 'of' that can be called rebellion. ”

"Rebel against what?"

"Rebel Fairy Tale. ”

"There is no book. ”

"I haven't uploaded it yet. ”

"You ......," he stared at me and said, "you can't be Zhao Qingshan, right?"

I shook my head, of course not, "Zhao Qingshan Yushu gets up early in the wind and water......

"Wake up early and be greedy?"

"Get up early and be greedy. ”

"If he gets up early and is greedy for darkness, will the book friend send him a blade?" the takeaway boy sneered at the plastic bag in my hand.

"Blades?"

"Blades. "Takeaway brother, "This knife is a hand-made blade made by the world's famous supervisors, known as the Gloomy Ecstasy Knife, and if you receive this knife, you must be able to practice it into a sunflower treasure book......"

I was shocked, "Sunflower Treasure Book?"

"Yes, Sunflower Treasure. ”

"That's ...... It's bloody, isn't it?"

"Bloody?" the takeaway boy shook his head, "As long as you practice this magic skill, you will say goodbye to the trouble of hair loss, and you can still wear women's clothes to feed readers, isn't it happy?"

"But I'm not Zhao Qingshan. I handed the plastic bag back to the takeaway boy, "Give me the lunch box that originally belonged to me....."

The takeaway brother snatched the plastic bag and muttered, "I said you weren't." ”

"You didn't ask. ”

He didn't speak, handed me another plastic bag, and turned to leave.

The moment I closed the door, it was as if I saw his eerie smile. I quickly opened the plastic bag and looked inside, only to see a box of expired glass cans inside. On the top of the can are four big words flowing - "rat tail juice".

On the penultimate day of November 2020, I ordered a rice bowl with stir-fried pork with chili, because the card was only 21 and 5 cents, and it would take 5 cents to add an omelette, so I only ordered a rice bowl with fried pork with chili and remarked that it was not spicy. But I only received an expired box of canned "rat tail juice". I'm starting to wonder if there's really no spicy chili stir-fried pork rice bowl in this world.