Social animals don't deserve love

Yokohama

In winter, Yokohama, which is sunny after snow, shows a particularly gentle side.The snow covered everything, and on the muddy black road, there were much fewer vehicles than usual.The sun struggled out of the dark clouds, and the black and white world suddenly came alive, and it seemed to be gradually awakened under the nourishment of the sun, as if being injected into the soul a little bit.

Crows and sparrows landed on the branches and shook their wings, and the trembling snow fell on the shoulders of pedestrians with their movements. Most of the "successful" people shrink their heads in fright at first, then mumble a few words in a low voice, and then smile heartily after complaining - such a beautiful day, the mood is getting better and better, just like colorful hydrogen balloons, Flying higher and higher.

"Wow!" Yoshida, who was still pulling the door with one hand, got a little snow in his neck, and it was so cold that he was so frightened that he shivered.Regardless of the wetness in his collar, the young man stomped off the mud carried on his shoes with the foot pads at the door, and headed down to the kitchen staff room.

Taking advantage of the fact that there are not many customers at the moment, he will complete the handover with his seniors, and then work from the afternoon until closing time.

Although it was afternoon tea time at [-] or [-] o'clock, the location of this shop was a little remote, and there were not many customers. Except for the two shop assistants who were changing shifts, there was only a long-haired woman sitting in the corner.

The glass in front of her was already empty, she was looking down at something, and she didn't ask for a refill.After changing into the waiter uniform, Yoshida went to work and began to count the cash register in the morning. He raised his eyelids and glanced at her in his busy schedule. He sighed in his heart that his thick long hair is really enviable.

As if sensing something, the woman moved, revealing pearly white skin and peaceful and beautiful eyes.It turned out that she was carefully reading the book in her hand, and the movement of her fingers turning over the pages seemed to flow silently.

"!"

Yoshida didn't realize that he stared at the stranger until his eyes went black for a while, and he forgot to breathe.He barely looked away and lowered his head, breathing fast but tried hard to control himself not to make too much movement - don't let her notice the gaffe at the moment!

With such a beautiful guest, it's no wonder that the always stingy senior is unwilling to hint at the time.

Afraid of being hated by her.

Just working while distracted, the number of talents gradually increased after five o'clock.The guests in the corner didn't show any intention of getting up. Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to order another drink and put it there, so that Yoshida didn't have to worry about what attitude to take to remind her not to occupy the seat all the time.

The glass door opened and closed, and three young men filed in. The man walking in the middle obviously took care of himself seriously, but no matter how hard he tried to smile, he couldn't completely conceal the tension in his expression.In contrast, the other two seemed much more relaxed, and they could even pat him on the back to express comfort.

It should be a three-person friendship... The man in the middle made an appointment with the girl he liked, and brought two friends along so as not to appear too embarrassing deliberately.Generally speaking, there will be three ladies on the opposite side to attend the appointment-in case something happens, it is better to rely on the large number of people to ambiguously pass.

This common dating pattern Yoshida has seen too much.The weather improves in the afternoon, and customers will not sit in the store for too long. After drinking a drink and simply discussing the itinerary, they will leave-the turnover rate will be better if the turnover rate is high. For migrant workers, there is nothing better than a salary card The numbers added on are more heartwarming.

I really hope that there will be more tables with such guests.

Before the ladies came, one youth nudged the other, motioning him to look around the corner—is there anything more resonant to a bored man than a single, beautiful lady?

"Hey, look, over there. How does the girl you dated today compare to her?"

The good brothers were about to share, and the second person was unwilling to be lonely, turned around and poked his companion who was so nervous that his fingers turned white.

So the three young men turned to look at the long-haired woman sitting in the corner reading.

She was wearing a camel woolen cardigan jacket, and the soft white dress under the table had pearl-like luster.Women are not like the current fashionistas who are all tinkling with background music, wrists, fingers, earlobes and necks, no decorations are worn anywhere, but there is a simple and simple sense of tranquility.

She was obviously a gentle and beautiful beauty, but none of the people who watched her secretly dared to strike up a conversation, for fear of disturbing the leisurely silence of the pool.

However, this does not prevent the whispers in the small circle.

"Tell us quickly, can the girl you dated today reach that level!"

The young man who made the appointment looked at it for a while and turned back: "It's about the same, maybe a little bit worse, but the standard of beauty is different. X sauce is the most beautiful in my heart!"

His friends complained in a low voice, and the three of them laughed sullenly together, full of anticipation.

Yoshida went up with a smile on his face while holding the tray: "Three guests, what would you like to order?"

"Oh, show us the list and order later."

"Okay, please take your time."

The waiter returned to the bar, and couldn't help but look into the corner again and again.

The woman who had been sitting for more than two hours suddenly raised her eyes.

ah!Eyes met!

The young man only felt that his brain had suddenly stopped working, he was as dazed as a thick fog, his breathing was rapid and his heart beat faster, and he really wanted to do something handsome to impress her, but he was disappointed to find that he was so ordinary.

Don't panic!Try to show professionalism!Yes, that's it, you have to smile decently and courteously without flattery, neither humble nor overbearing...

——Yada Fubuki knew that the waiter brother had been looking over from time to time since he walked into the bar.She just watched, her eyes were clear and reserved, and she had no bad intentions. She didn't even say that she couldn't accept being looked at more than once.

But this stiff facial expression, which seems to be out of balance, coupled with the same hands and feet... really makes people laugh.

Smiling glances inadvertently swept over the high stools by the bar, and the smiling woman lowered her head again completely unaware that the person sitting there straightened her back suddenly, which looked like small clusters of paper ejected from firecrackers Flower-like abrupt.

Does she like me?

The pensive man was afraid of being found, and he wanted to glue his eyes to the delicate ankle exposed under the long white dress, and glanced at it now and then.

She just likes me, right?Otherwise, there is no need to smile and look here deliberately.

He took out a wide-backed spoon from the self-service cutlery box not far away, and carefully observed it with the help of the reflection on the back—he was in his 20s, not more than 26 years old, his skin and body were well maintained, and he had an elegant temperament. Looks like a highly educated person.The dress is not a strict OL uniform, but the simple and comfortable materials are very particular, without pretending to be sexy, but not as conservative as a housewife.

Of course, housewives don't have time to drink coffee at this hour.

All in all, rich and free.

It is simply a lover tailor-made for him!Her wealth is enough to help him open the door to the top of society, her beauty is enough to satisfy his vanity, and her gentle character and slender appearance are enough to be discussed repeatedly as topics.

The proof that best embodies masculinity is only the quantity and quality of lovers.It doesn't matter even if you occasionally meet a special species who can't distinguish between games and reality. It's just a woman. In order to compete for the title of "true love", he will make a fuss. He just needs to stand by and persuade him, and he doesn't have to do anything Get rid of it without messing your hands.

Just don't meet the ones you can't afford to mess with.

He was sure that he had never seen this woman in the upper circles, that is to say, she was not a young lady who could not be messed with.

The man quickly determined the plan to attack the new target. He put down the spoon and raised his hand to greet the waiter: "Hi, order a red velvet cake for the lady in the white dress."

As he spoke, he stuffed a banknote over it as a tip for the message, hoping that the carrier pigeon could say something nice for the sake of money.

Yoshida paused, bowed and replied, "Yes..."

He wanted to say "please don't harass others", but lacked the courage to do so.Since he needed this meager salary to support himself, he dared not provoke any of the guests.

At this moment, the three girls laughed and pushed open the glass door, and the first one looked around and aimed at the three young men who came first: "Sorry, we are late."

The gate opens and closes, opens and closes.The copper bell hanging on the door sounded crisp.

"Sorry, a few intersections are blocked, I don't know what happened. We saw some black suits operating nearby, so we had to change the road."

Waiting for more than ten minutes is not unacceptable, not to mention that there is a reason for the other party, even if the men deliberately delay to show themselves, they will not hold on to it: "It's all right, is anyone hurt? What to drink?"

"No, as long as we don't take the initiative to provoke, ordinary people like us won't encounter anything, huh?"

Six people sat at the end of a long table in the middle of the coffee shop, behind them was a row of high stools next to the bar, and another person who came in after the three girls sat on a seat not far from them.

She wears a fisherman hat with a lowered brim, and her facial features are hidden in the shadow of her bangs. Only when she raises her hand to stroke her hair can she see a bumpy skin on the side of her neck and a raised, long and narrow plaque on her wrist.

Yada Fubuki raised her head attracted by the sound, she looked at the gloomy guest for a while, and sighed.

Sneaking out of the hospital with such a serious injury...

The door was pushed open again, and a mature woman carrying a new bag walked into the cafe, her hips swaying with her movements, and her steps were graceful.

Two of the three men who came for a date in the middle couldn't help but glanced at her several times, and then carefully glanced at a quiet corner after reading it—today was really lucky, first a gentle and pure young lady, and then another message A villainous carnivorous girl with an explosive vegetarian diet is nothing more than a man's fantasy.

The queen raised her eyes proudly and glanced around, unfortunately, she couldn't find any targets worthy of attention in this barren land.Finally, her attention fell on the woman in the fisherman's hat, and she walked slowly in front of her.

"How? I'm right." She threw the bag into the ring-shaped booth, and fell down at will, not caring whether the folded legs were gone.

The hip-wrapped skirt shrunk upwards with the movement, and the woman did not dodge or avoid it. She simply unbuttoned the fur coat, revealing a set of V-neck low-cut shirts inside. Know if she is cold or hot.

This is a kind of demonstration against the same sex, such as male peacocks showing their tail feathers to each other.

Yada Fubuki was not interested in the war between women, so he looked away and continued reading the book in his hand.

"Miss, your red velvet cake." Yoshida served the dessert to the guest anxiously, hoping that she would refuse but not wanting her to refuse.

If only she was as pure and flawless as she looks, it would be nice to make people feel that the world is not as bad as imagined; but the rejected man is likely to pour his anger on the innocent waiter...

She raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, then suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled: "The job of a waiter is not as important as you think."

"joyous?"

Yoshida was stunned, her warm eyes were like the hot springs in Hakone, imperceptibly seeping into the soul.It's not irritating to be seen clearly without any secrets.

The young man plucked up his courage and lowered his voice to remind her: "Don't..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The six young people sitting at the long table screamed suddenly. Yoshida didn't bother to continue talking, and turned around in a hurry: "Excuse me, what do you need..."

Before he could finish speaking, the guest wearing the fisherman's hat and the woman sitting opposite fell to the ground at the same time.

"What to do, what to do! Ah! Call an ambulance first!" He frantically took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his coat and dialed it. Check with the two of them.

"Call the police directly, the pupils are all dilated, and neither of them can be saved."

She put down the phone with the bright light turned on and said calmly: "Please don't move, so as not to cause suspicion for no reason."