mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

Zhou Yiyi came in again.

After eating the spicy pot, she opened her mouth and inhaled, making a slight "sha" sound.She held a large bouquet of flowers in her left hand and a box in her right. Zhang Dou immediately ran over to pick up the box, and Zhou Yiyi put the bouquet on the round table expressionlessly.

She looked at me, lifted her chin, and said, "There is a cake in the box. If you want to eat it, you can eat it. I don't eat sweets, so don't keep them for me."

"Did you buy it?" I asked her as I took off the plastic glove, which was poked by a shrimp claw.

"No, Mr. Li bought it, eat it, people don't care about such a small thing, don't encourage me to call again in the middle of the night," Zhou Yiyi was so tired that her eyelids could barely open, she pressed her temple, He also said, "Eat quickly, go back to sleep after eating, there will be a celebration banquet at noon tomorrow."

Zhou Yiyi went out, and the hot pot was boiling. The smell of spicy hot pot tempted me, but I could only taste one or two mouthfuls for singing. Fortunately, the mushroom chicken hot pot in this restaurant is full of flavor, and I can barely eat it to my heart's content.

I asked Zhang Dou to see if the cake was delicious. After taking it apart, I found that it was a cupcake one by one, all of which were custom-made. Some had words on them, some had fruits on them, and some had sugar, biscuits, and chocolate on them. There were nine cupcakes per layer. There are four layers of cake.

"It looks delicious," Zhang Dou said, "This one is very expensive, and it's all handmade by private hands, so it's hard to get it."

I pressed the corners of my eyes, endured my drowsiness, picked something out of the pot, and murmured softly, "Why do you know everything... isn't it just a children's cake?"

"Because it's an online celebrity store, many of the online celebrities I follow are posting."

"Internet celebrity shops are generally unpalatable." I gritted my teeth and said.

The reason why I didn’t get angry and didn’t go back was because I was numb by Li Zishuo’s stalking and beating. I rolled my eyes in my heart while I fished something from the pot. The bowls in front of Frank were all clean, and he only cared about helping me. The meat and vegetables are ready.

"Can I try one?" Zhou Yiyi asked me pitifully.

I sneered and said, "Don't be so pretentious, when did I lose you?"

"Thank you Boss Zuo."

Although I'm not really a boss, but Zhang Dou's small mouth is smeared with honey, and he doesn't talk too much, and he doesn't fool people, but every sentence can make me feel good.

So, out of nowhere, I came up with this sentence: "Look at my assistant, how nice he is, he can talk, and he has a sense of proportion."

"It's pretty good." Frank said, finally putting a piece of meat into his own bowl.

His tone was so calm, and his expression was so calm, I don't know what he was thinking, but he didn't look unhappy, and he said again: "It's okay to eat more, your celebration party will be at noon tomorrow, you can sleep late, so Don’t be in a hurry to go to bed early at night.”

I urged him: "You eat too, don't worry about me, it's me and Doudou who are eating, you came here so far, and you plan to spend something, you must not have a good meal."

I was tired in the middle of the night, which caused my mouth to run ahead of my mind. After I finished speaking, I realized how sweet and nasty my tone was, coupled with the sudden acceleration of my heartbeat.

"That flower was actually made by Charlotte and I," Frank said, "I don't know if you can see it?"

"I know, Charlotte told me."

Frank took the cake that Zhang Dou handed over, picked up a spoon and tasted it, he nodded and said, "It's delicious, you can eat it too, it's delicious."

"Sent by Li Zishuo...do you want to eat too?"

"Why don't I eat it? Can't I eat it?" Frank bent the corners of his mouth restrainedly, and said, "You can taste it for you. It's not bad. Such a hard-to-buy thing should not be wasted."

I was tired from eating, but I was still hungry, so I ate with my hands on my face. I bared my teeth and said, "Why are you... so weird today, talking so much and still being so weird."

"People who have ghosts in their hearts will blame everything they see."

"Do you want to quarrel?" I asked slowly, looking into the pot while scooping something up.

"No," Frank finally put a large plate of meat slices into the pot. He put the serving chopsticks on the chopstick rest and said, "You're thinking too much."

/

I took the little fox bought by Frank with me. After returning to Beijing, I spent a whole day on the racing track, and had dinner with my mother and uncle on the second day. On the third day, Frank called me and said that he had made an order. Lunch is the one I like, let me eat more.

"Thanks," I said, "I'm still going to eat out."

"If you're tired, take a rest and tell me what you want to eat."

"I don't have anything special to eat, you don't have to worry about me."

It was very dark outside, I stood by the window to answer the phone, squatted down while talking, and then sat on the floor against the bed, I was holding the phone, and the accumulated emotions of the night of the concert were gradually revealed.

I know what I said that day was hypocritical, but they were all true. Except for the concert, there are few other occasions that can make people so courageous.

I put my arms around my knees, buried my mouth in my sleeves, and said, "It really doesn't matter, I can order takeaway if I want to eat, or I can drive to eat by myself."

"Zuo Boyao," Frank called my name suddenly, and he said, "Actually, I didn't think too much about it, I just think you've been too tired recently, and you should be happy if you eat something you like."

I said, "Well, I'm very happy."

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Do you know that I don't even dare to eat daily food or sushi? That time when Zhang Dou and the others ate in front of me, I told myself not to think so much, but I still couldn't bear it." Stop throwing up."

I exposed my scars in front of Frank, and I didn't feel comfortable at all. He was silent for a while and said, "What else?"

"That time in Chongqing, that person said on the phone that he liked you," I gritted my teeth, curled myself up at the foot of the bed, and said softly, "I have never won him, and I haven't won until now, he It's amazing, knowing how to face different people, knowing how to deal with me, and knowing how to deal with you."

I clenched my sleeves tightly, took a deep breath secretly after speaking, and Frank asked, "Is there any more?"

"Yes," I said at last, courageous enough to wait for the consequences, not sure of the consequences, "I went to the Christmas ball in a red dress."

I buried my head, tears streaming down my face. After a long time, Frank asked, "Why didn't you tell me last time in the car?"

"I don't want to say it," I tried to calm down, but I could only speak slowly, "We are already friends, so it's more troublesome to talk so much."

I clearly remember how presumptuous I was at that ball, even though I was in the stage of snubbing each other after the breakup, I still met him, approached him, and talked to him so much.

And, kiss him.

"You should have told me earlier today," Frank said, "but I'm not blaming you."

I nodded and replied sullenly: "Yeah."

My tears flowed down, and I cried for countless times because of Frank, I thought about it, and suddenly said: "If there is no Nozawa in the world, what would you and I be like now?