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Ren Kuan's emotions were very complicated. Apart from worry, he was also angry. He didn't know where the nameless fire came from. He didn't even know who he was angry with.

What's there to see, can Chiuer see it?

There was heat in the nasal cavity, and Ren Kuan's eye sockets were sore and swollen. Jiu'er just thought too much, and he couldn't see it, so the imagination would be too good.

He was an ordinary man who couldn't be more ordinary. Because he was in the kitchen, his body smelled more oily than ordinary people. When he didn't clean up properly, he looked sloppy.

Such a person, what is there to look forward to, what is there to look forward to.

Ren Kuan grabbed Jiu'er and walked into the store without saying a word, he was so angry that he dragged Jiu'er staggeringly behind him.

Jiu'er didn't know what Ren Kuan wanted to do, he wanted to go with Ren Kuan, but he was afraid of the anger emanating from Ren Kuan.

"Brother Kuan..." Jiu'er muttered, not daring to say more, he had already been dragged into the store by Ren Kuan, and stood in the aisle.

Ren Kuan pressed Jiu'er's shoulder, suppressing his anger, "Look carefully."

Then he dropped Jiu'er and let him stand there blankly.

Ren Kuan's voice was not loud, there was only one more boy in the store, and everyone was a little surprised at first, but soon went their own way.

The small restaurant is very noisy, the sound of the mobile phone answering the order, the sound of cooking in the pot, the diners urging one after another, all the sounds are intertwined, even a healthy person will listen to it Some upset.

This is the downtown area, and this is the small restaurant located in the downtown area. Ren Kuan is as ordinary and mundane as his small restaurant, he is not special.

Jiu'er stood where pedestrians came and went. Whenever someone passed by, he would shrug his shoulders and move his heels slowly backwards.

He wanted to listen to Ren Kuan's voice, but Ren Kuan left him at the place he was most familiar with, and every sound that was neither high nor low was like a hammer, hitting Jiu'er's heart one after another.

Ren Kuan stood behind the stove, looking at Jiu'er's reaction. His eyes, which couldn't focus at first, were constantly shrinking due to excessive fright. Jiu'er kept rubbing the fabric of his elbow in search of a sense of security.

He wanted Liu'er to understand that putting aside those meaningless fantasies, this is the reality that Liu'er has to face, Ren Kuan is just a stinky man who smells of oily smoke.

Jiu'er wanted to shout, but his throat was burning, and his feet seemed to be injected with lead. He had been to Ren Kuan's shop many times, so it turned out that without Ren Kuan's protection, even on this street, he would be very angry. Fear.

Ren Kuan could see the veins bulging on Jiu'er's neck, his head was shaking in a panic, his toes were pointing out the door, as if he wanted to escape, he was obviously scared, why did he stay?

He knew why, Jiu'er liked him and wanted to stay, that kind of unconditional trust forced Jiu'er to stand where he was and wait for him.

Ren Kuan felt that he was a bit despicable and shameful, and he admitted that he had softened his heart. Although he still couldn't figure out how he felt about Liu'er, he still had too much reluctance to bear with Liu'er.

Ren Kuan filled some ready-made food from the pot, and walked towards Jiu'er with the bowl in his hand.

Jiu'er is very sensitive, at least sensitive to people's emotions, he can feel it, Ren Kuan restrained his anger, and walked towards him very calmly, without rushing, "Brother Kuan..."

Ren Kuan found a side table and let Jiu'er sit down, "There are still people in the store, you eat first, you wait for me to finish."

Many people are not afraid of others being cruel to them, but they are afraid of others being kind to them. Jiu'er didn't dare to raise her head, and nodded her head "Yes".

Chiu'er's obedience and obedience made Ren Kuan feel even more guilty. He couldn't imagine how deeply Chiu'er liked him.

The big hand involuntarily pressed the top of Jiu'er's head, and Ren Kuan comforted, "Wait for me."

I don't know why, maybe it's because the store is almost past the busiest time in the morning, or maybe Ren Kuan didn't hide from Jiu'er. Suddenly, Jiu'er was able to catch Ren Kuan's voice, that familiar sound, Let him hold the bowl with peace of mind.

After finishing the work, the store was not a place to talk, so Ren Kuan put on his helmet and took Jiu'er out.

Like a puppet on a string, Jiu'er was carried by Ren Kuan and ran down the ladder, and sat on the long-lost motorcycle.

"Go...where are you going?" The belated person finally remembered to ask Ren Kuan.

Ren Kuan was angry and funny, "Where are you going now?" He was not afraid of being betrayed by himself.

"I'm not going anywhere." Ren Kuan was not in a hurry to take Jiu'er away, and put his hands on both sides of Jiu'er, his tone full of helplessness, "What do you want to do?"

What can I do?He couldn't do anything, Ren Kuan said he didn't want him, so he didn't want him, he was so cruel that he wouldn't even have a word with him.

"Are you unhappy?" Chiu'er answered irrelevantly.

"You know I'm not happy, but you still dare to come?" Ren Kuan was not polite to him.

The luck in his heart was dispelled by Ren Kuan's words, and Jiu'er drooped his head, "I didn't want to be seen by you..." It was all the fortune teller's fault for shouting so loudly.

Jiu'er's stubbornness made Ren Kuan feel sad, and he asked, "What can I see?"

"like you…"

Ren Kuan's heart was shocked, the trick of hitting a straight ball was tried and tested, even if Ren Kuan could guess what Jiu'er meant, hearing Jiu'er admit it himself was enough to shock him.

Is it because he can't see it, or because he is young, that makes Jiu'er so straightforward and honest.

After all, he was prepared, Ren Kuan quickly calmed down, smiled instead of anger, pinched Jiu'er's chin, "You like me? Do you know what liking is?"

He didn't give Jiu'er a chance to breathe, and continued: "How many times have I treated you to dinner? How many years has Wang Rui raised you?"

Jiu'er grasped Ren Kuan's hand, "Then you still take me on a motorcycle?"

Ren Kuan snorted and laughed, "Do you like me or motorcycles?"

"I like you to take me on a motorcycle." Jiu'er corrected Ren Kuan.

Ren Kuan doesn't understand, what Jiu'er likes is freedom, and Ren Kuan is freedom.

"Then you don't necessarily like me, maybe other people take you to ride a motorcycle, and you like it too."

Jiu'er is not afraid of Ren Kuan's questions, he is afraid that Ren Kuan will ignore him, and he thinks his liking is valid.

"But I like it if you take me to do other things." Even if it's just standing downstairs and talking to him, Jiu'er said solemnly, "I like it very much when I'm with you."

I like this too, I like that too, Ren Kuan was ashamed to say it, he had never heard so many likes in his life.

Chiu'er asked sleepily again: "Do you not like me?"

The answer is of course not, but Ren Kuan can't tell whether his own liking is the same as Jiu'er's.

Not hearing Ren Kuan's answer, Jiu'er was not in a hurry, but instead asked, "Then do you like the person you're on a blind date with?"

After meeting for the first time, the two have also contacted on the mobile phone several times, saying whether they like it or not, it is impossible to talk about it, the relationship is not so fast.

Ren Kuan was left speechless by Jiu'er's question, "I don't know..."

"How could you not know?" Jiu'er suddenly became anxious, "You said that a blind date means getting married, shouldn't you be with someone you like? You don't even know whether you like her or not, why do you still want to go on a blind date?"