I dislike him

The large bruise on my leg will not heal for a while, and I changed from walking back to the rented garage to cycling back.Saved a lot of time on the road.

Now at 15:[-] for self-study in the evening, I can reach my destination in [-] minutes in half of the original time.But I don't want to go back just like this. A milk tea shop "SevenDays" opened in front of the school. I want to buy a cup of warm red bean milk tea as a reward for my recent miserable experience.

There is a wind chime on the doorknob of SevenDays, and it jingles as soon as it is pushed or opened, which is crisp and melodious.

Boss, I want a cup of red bean milk tea.

There were many people, so I sat on the sidelines and waited.There is a mirror on the side of the table. I took a picture in it. I have a clean and crisp hairstyle, but there is a pimple on my forehead.

What do you want to drink?

Four or five people were leaning against the front desk together, with cigarettes between their fingers and colorful hair, only one person had a slightly normal black hair combed back, and was my deskmate.

I quickly turned my head and lowered it again, wait, why should I avoid him?

Classmate, your red bean milk tea is ready.

Reluctantly, I got up, took the milk tea with a sideways body and a stiff face, and walked towards the door with the bag.An outstretched leg blocked my way, I looked up in surprise, Zhong Qinhao was smiling at me, he weighed the cigarette in his hand again, and some smoke fell to the ground.

Smoky.

One of the few places I have always liked, this place was completely ruined by him.

He said, I invite you to drink tomorrow.

No.I stomped on his toes angrily, and left.I dislike him.