strange lover

Sheng Songyang, a fried rice cake shop, has been here several times. Their shop is not big. After setting up an iron plate specially used for fried rice cakes at the door, there are only two tables left inside.The boss knew Sheng Songyang well, and saw him pouring oil into the iron plate skillfully while saying hello to him.

"It's been a long time."

"Well, these days are quite busy."

"What to eat? Same old?"

"Ah."

The boss is a simple and honest uncle in his forties, and it was only then that he noticed a small tail behind Sheng Songyang: "Huh? Is this your brother? I haven't seen you bring him here before."

When a piece of fresh rice cake was put into the pot, Lou Yuanyuan's attention was all on the boss's stir-frying action. Sheng Songyang looked at Lou Yuanyuan who was engrossed behind his eyes, and said two words concisely: "No."

Just when the proprietress came out of the shop, the woman had brought children and had sharp eyes. She immediately noticed the cheap clothes on Lou Yuanyuan's body, which were obviously two extremes of what Sheng Songyang was wearing.She nudged her husband, signaling him to keep his mouth shut.

"Oh, I forgot, the two of you should fry two..." The honest boss said to Sheng Songyang with a smile.And Sheng Songyang spoke lightly, stopping the boss's behavior: "No, we two will eat one portion, please help us divide this portion into two servings."

After speaking, he stepped into the store first, leaving only the building at the door smelling the delicious fried rice cakes, and stood there in a daze.

He often heard similar rhetoric. Sometimes Weng Hao got a good grade in the exam, and his aunt would happily take them to the street.When her son wants to eat, she will satisfy his wish and make him happy. My aunt will also tell the store: help us divide into two parts, 4/5 is Weng Hao's, and 1/5 is her own.

Lou Yuan felt sad for no reason, even if he was also dependent, Sheng Songyang would ask his opinion and apologize to him, he naively thought that he was different from them, but in the end it was his wishful thinking.

My aunt always said that he was a loser, and if he changed places, he couldn't escape the same fate.

Sheng Songyang waited for a long time but did not wait for another person to come in. He got up and came out, and saw Lou Yuanyuan staring at fried rice cakes with a bitter face.

He wanted to frown again: "What's wrong with you?"

Lou Yuanyuan turned to look at him, the light in his eyes dimmed.Sheng Songyang was taken aback for a moment, and then asked the boss to pack two fried rice cakes.

He thought he was timid and didn't like to eat outside, so he went next door to pack a sesame seed cake, the same way - cut a sesame seed cake in half, half for each person.

When they reached the entrance of the dessert shop, Sheng Songyang stopped instead, and the two looked at the twenty or thirty kinds of desserts inside through the glass.

"Which one do you want to eat?"

The exquisitely crafted desserts have lost their allure now, Lou Yuanyuan stared at his shallow reflection on the glass, and shook his head silently.

But Sheng Songyang would be wrong, he asked Lou Yuanyuan to wait for him at the door, and went in to buy all the desserts in the shop.

At the end, the two of them returned home with a pile of food in four hands. When they went upstairs far away, they were still in a daze. He even thought naively that if Sheng Songyang was willing to share half of these, he could eat them himself. support.

Sheng Songyang vacated a whole dining table to place these things. He picked and picked out half a biscuit, half fried rice cake and a mille-feuille cake, and then said to Lou Yuanyuan in front of him: "The rest are yours. If you can't finish eating, put it in the refrigerator by yourself."

Lou Yuanyuan's head froze for a moment, his lips squirmed for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

Sheng Songyang ate a big piece of biscuits, and now he finally had time to ask Lou Yuanyuan: "What do you want to say?"

"You..." Lou looked at the strangely shaped biscuits eaten by Sheng Songyang from a distance, and stammered, "You...why only buy one?"

The boy who was half a head taller than him instantly understood what he meant. He looked at the building far away like a fool: "Don't you want to eat dessert the most? Just try fried rice cakes and sesame seed cakes, just in case you are full Then how can we eat dessert?"

Speaking of this, Sheng Songyang's tone slipped, and he said in a contemptuous tone: "I didn't expect the skinny person to have such a big appetite, which made me evacuate that store."