Still, Wait For Me

Xiaoxiang finally promised to work a little harder, provided that Xu Tiansheng had a weekend arranged by her, don't say no, don't think blindly, don't make fun of her. With so much padding for one thing, it's always a little bit easy to say what she thinks.

Saturday, noodles.

In fact, Xiang Jian has mentioned it many times, we have to go to the seafood noodle club together, but Xu Tiansheng always found a reason to get away with it. He would rather go pack his own bags and come back than show up at the noodle club with Xiang Jiang.

Because... the boss knows too much.

The old noodle parlor was there for the first 10 years, the next 10 years, and it used it as if it were an old, low old house many years later, unable to keep pace with the decorations of the times, tables, bowls and chopsticks, giving Xu Tiansheng a rare feeling: as if, two lifetimes can really overlap.

Here, like, you can erase the distance of time.

The person in 2011, the person in 2005, the same location, the same table... Xiang Jiansheng asked Xu what noodles you eat, Xu Tiansheng said that you are familiar here, you help me choose.

This is the same conversation as in previous life. Xiang Jiang also gave Xu Tiansheng the same face.

In fact, in this place, this table, sitting opposite her, seeing her smiling face, is already satisfying for Xu Tiansheng. In the past three years, when he was walking east and west, he had also come to Iwata, only then he was in her city, alone, afraid to meet.

In fact, perhaps Xiang Jie, who waited alone for three years, sat here alone once and again.

Then there might have been a big rain, and she walked into the rain, alone, wondering where he had gone.

“Why do you keep looking at me? ”

'Cause I like you. ”

One call after another, and then suddenly there was a storm, and no new guests arrived, and the number of guests in the store became smaller and more empty. Xu Tiansheng found that the boss's eyes had begun to constantly throw at the small square table where the two people were located.

Just now, he came in with his back against the boss's side, and the order was also small because he was afraid the boss would see.

When the crowd is crowded, the boss is busy and his gaze is blocked. He is not worried, but this time, the person is in a straight line, there is no one in the middle, you can see it at a glance. Anyway, a 20-year-old man used to sit in a noodle shop for emotional injuries. The boss gave him a glass of wine, a bowl of noodles, and now...

“Why don't you come say hello to me?” The boss sat down next to Xu Tiansheng at the four-man table, meaning he spoke to Xu Tiansheng in depth.

“Just watched you busy.” Xu Tiansheng said something embarrassing.

“Boss, do you know him?” Xiao Xiao Jie actually knew her boss better, and she came here almost every week in junior high.

“I know him, I know you, I just didn't think it would be you.” The boss smiled and said that he had just seen it at first glance, and he was actually staring at it, a little unbelievable.

But a man who can hold an old shop for 20 years without any other thoughts will always have a more gentle and tolerant attitude to life.

The embarrassing scene has finally arrived, and it sounds somewhat uncomfortable that a group of men and women in their twenties are grieving for a 15-year-old girl, at a time when both the main actors are present.

Xu Tiansheng silently buried his head to eat noodles.

The small, thick-skinned item smiled at the boss, not embarrassed at all.

“More than two years ago, for a while, a boy came to me often to pack seafood noodles," the boss said.

“It's for me.” Xiao Xiaozheng was a little shy to say.

It's been more than two years. At that time, they didn't know each other. Xu Tiansheng still appeared suddenly as a weirdo, but at the beginning, Xiang Jiang did not resist too strongly. Somehow he believed that he would not hurt himself.

In fact, sometimes she feels tacitly, and this person, will be very familiar with herself.

The boss looked at Xu Tiansheng and smiled. He continued: "Yes, I know both of you, but I just can't believe it. Anyway, intermittently, every once in a while, he would come for a while. Until later, I haven't been here for a long time..."

Xiao Zheng heard about this place and looked painfully at Xu Tiancheng. That was the time when he was “expelled” by Xiang's parents.

“It was that time, one night he suddenly came here, drank a glass of wine and took away a noodle...” said the boss.

“Noodles?” Xiaoxiao asked Xu Gardener.

“I took a few laps outside your school, didn't dare to give it to you, then it got cold and I sat on the side of the road eating it.” Xu Tinsheng finally had to talk.

Xiaoxiao conceived that image, and he was in the mood... reaching out and touching Xu Gardener's face.

Now the boss is embarrassed. He coughs softly and gets up and says: “Come back often. ”

After a long rain, the boss borrowed an umbrella. The sidewalk outside the door was filled with water that could not cross her ankles. Xu Tiansheng allowed the neck to hold her up with an umbrella.

“Seems heavy.” Xu Tiansheng said something.

Because of this sentence, two people specifically drove home to buy a scale.

94 kg.

“I, I... I weighed eight pounds.” Xiaoxiao stared at Xu Gardener for over a month, eight pounds. “It's all your fault, cook for me and buy me so many snacks...”

“But you're a meter, six, four, 94 pounds, that's normal, right? So skinny. ”

“Really? ”

“Mmm.”

“But it's only been over a month, can't it stop? ”

“Well... why don't we buy snacks later? I don't eat sweet or fried food anymore, okay? ”

“ …… ”

“Okay? ”

“I think it's better to put the scale back. ”

“Ah?”

“Just don't let me see it again, and don't say it. ”

On this day, nothing promised could be said no. He moved the scale downstairs to the garage and put it away. For a few minutes, he returned home. Xiang Zheng sat on the sofa with his legs on a plate, watched TV, held the chips... “click”... “click”...

So, eight kilograms a month of crisis was solved.

Dinner, Xu Tinsheng fried chicken legs, burned sugar and vinegar ribs...

“Actually, it may be fatter, but it will also grow, as Lu Min and Su Nannan said, fatter hands feel good.” Touching her tummy, Xiang Jie sat on the couch talking to herself.

Xu Tiansheng washed the dishes in the kitchen. Didn't hear him clearly. He came out with a dish in half and said, “What did you just say? ”

“Well, fatter, will you grow up?” Xiaoxiao stiffened up and had a small breast, "he said,“ to make your hands feel better. ”

“... this, the feel, it doesn't matter.” Xu Tiansheng was embarrassed to say that, in his view, Xiang Jie was looking for a reason to continue eating with impunity.

“It doesn't matter, you've touched it, but... you know what? You have no idea. It's, it's just a little bit, it's not, you think you're touching my waist...”

“Really?” Xu Tiansheng almost dropped the bowl on the floor.

“Well, one morning, I woke up before you, and you, your hands were in my clothes, here, moving...” Xiaoxiao glanced at me and said, “Then I was shy all morning... but you didn't seem to know. ”

“Oh, no? I really didn't feel it...”

Xu Tiansheng said something wrong.

Xiao Xiao stared at me, "You still say that?!” Small-faced grievance. “The papaya soup is useless, and it doesn't grow up with you. Alas, what can we do in the future...”