Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

Xiaosan felt that the taste was good, but still felt that the price was astonishing. He lowered his head quietly, looked at the appetizer in front of him, and smiled softly.

He remembered a sentence that he didn't know who said it in the past.

When you come to a high-end restaurant, what you taste is not only the dishes that are rarely used on weekdays, but more importantly, enjoy the service, as well as the atmosphere and environment.

However, Xiaosan, who had never been to this kind of place, felt that the environment and service here were good, but he always had a feeling of being out of place. After all, he did not belong to this environment.

'Will I become that kind of person in the future? '

Out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at the other dining tables, sitting there with a knife and fork in his hands, with a gentle but somewhat hypocritical smile on his lips, talking softly with people there, and a man who was admiring something, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

He seemed to be looking in a mirror, as if it was himself.

Suddenly there was laughter, looking at Xiaosan who was sitting there laughing, Mizuhara Fuyumi couldn't help frowning, she didn't know why he was like this, sitting here laughing from time to time.

"Is there anything funny?"

Mizuhara Fuyumi couldn't understand the other party's thinking, and felt that Xiao San was so strange.

Picking up the cup, he took a sip of the expensive mineral water called a soft drink on the menu, suppressed the smile on his face, and sat there sadly, leaning back on the seat.

The slightly slutty attitude made Mizuhara Fuyumi more and more confused about the person in front of her, and always felt a little... neurotic?

"It's just that I feel a little emotional, and I'm a little dazed and at a loss about my future and the present."

Looking at the cooked seafood salad in front of him, he suddenly lost his appetite. His intuition was so ridiculous, because he had never experienced it before, so he sat here, but what is the difference between this and his usual full stomach?

He thought of the difference in taste, the difference in value, and finally, somehow, the difference between life and death.

The additional values ​​make people tend to those insignificant things. The most important thing for people is to live, but people today put some secondary needs above living.

'I am sick. '

Xiaosan sadly thought that he shouldn't think like this, he should be positive, he should be upward, and he should do something about Guang Zhengwei.

However, just as he was thinking about it, he didn't know why, and his nose felt a little sore.

Holding the knife and fork in his hand, he sat down again, with a smile on his face, a smile that made Mizuhara Fuyumi feel a little uneasy, and sent Lasha into his mouth.

"Madness and disorder are the essence of this world."

"what?"

Mizuhara Fuyumi looked at Xiao San who was sitting there in surprise, she was uneasy for a moment, so she couldn't hear what Xiao San was saying.

Xiao San, who seemed to have let go of some shackles, smiled and looked at Mizuhara Fuyumi who was sitting opposite him. Compared with before, that smile had a bit of confidence and arrogance.

"It's nothing, it's just some crazy words. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Akizuki Takazo, a writer who hasn't graduated from high school yet."

Looking at the man in front of her, no, boy, Mizuhara Fuyumi was really surprised this time, but her expression was still calm, like the eyes of salted fish, she looked at Xiaosan for a moment, and then He lowered his head and put a small piece of potato into his mouth without saying anything.

Seeing Mizuhara Fuyumi's unresponsive reaction, the somewhat high-spirited Xiaosan sighed softly, shrugged his shoulders, and ate quietly with his head down.

The entire meal time lasted nearly an hour. Compared to his usual meal time of less than half an hour, Xiaosan was still somewhat unacceptable. Next time, he probably would not come to this kind of restaurant again.

At the end of the meal, Xiaosan raised his head and looked at Mizuhara Fuyumi who was sitting opposite him.

"Before, that waiter should have called you 'chef', right?"

Mizuhara Fuyumi glanced at Xiao San, then nodded slightly.

"It seems that I didn't taste the most perfect dishes today. It's a pity. I'm a bit reluctant to spend about 150 million."

"I'll let the restaurant offer a discount. There's nothing wrong with this little request."

"Really? That's really good, but I'd rather get your contact information, Ms. Suwon, than the discount, is that okay?"

"Why? You're just a high school student, right? I'm not interested in children."

Xiaosan couldn't help laughing softly, he also found it interesting Mizuhara Fuyumi's answer, and shook his head lightly.

"It's not what you think, but I always feel that maybe one day, I may write about today's relevant content. At that time, about the information about Italian food, maybe Chef Suwon can explain it for me, can I? "

Looking at Xiaosan's calm eyes and eyes, Mizuhara Fuyumi did not refuse.

After obtaining the contact information of a beautiful chef with a somewhat awkward personality, Xiaosan felt that the meal was worth it.

However, at the time of the final payment, Xiaosan still had some heartache. Even after the discount, he still spent almost 130 million yen, saving about 20 yen, which is not bad.

Walking out of the restaurant, I looked at the shiny signboard 'Ristorante F' and shook my head slightly.

"In the future, I probably won't come again. It's a bit expensive, but I have a little inspiration about serious literature. The money was well spent, so I'm going back!"

Raising his head, he glanced at the vast sky, dining in such an elegant environment, the whole person couldn't help but feel restrained, until he walked out of the restaurant, the whole person relaxed a lot, moved his shoulders, Xiaosan moved towards Go in the direction of your own home.

Go home to rest for a while, and if you wait until tonight, you have to go to your brother's house. When you called yesterday, you said you wanted to meet.

Xiaosan was a little curious about his elder brother who had a girlfriend and got married without saying a word, what kind of person the other girl was, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Willing to marry my old brother is probably true love."

With a tease, Xiaosan's steps were brisk and rippling.

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