I love you, I won't kill you

Bellevue Avenue is the main road in the large area on the east side of Bryant Park, and the main road is surrounded by a lot of local residential buildings.

This area is considered a suburban residential area of ​​Richmond City, so even if you walk on Bellevue Avenue, you can hardly see the locals.Empty blocks, independent residential houses hidden in a large area of ​​green plants, and various styles of family cars parked on both sides of the road, this kind of home mode can be seen almost everywhere outside the metropolis.

Even Jasmine Town, Amanda's hometown, is such a peaceful scene.But there are more, taller trees, and a national forest where little girls can go hunting anytime.

Amanda came off Interstate 95 in a small jeep and drove quickly on Bellevue Boulevard.Now she has only one goal, which is to find a restaurant to fill her already empty stomach.

Turn right at the second intersection ahead, which is Monticello Street where your apartment is located. If you want to find a restaurant or a small supermarket, you have to drive straight ahead until MacArthur Avenue, which is the fourth block ahead.

The speed limit here is 25 miles per hour, and Amanda slowed down the speed of the car and carefully observed both sides of the road in the block.A silver-gray high-horsepower Harley motorcycle is parked between the front and rear cars on the right front, and looking towards the side of the road is a small restaurant called "Point to Hui Hotel".

"It's a strange name, but I don't know how it tastes there." Amanda thought about it, and didn't even look at the strange man standing at the door of the restaurant.The man in shorts and a T-shirt was on the phone with someone, and waved friendly when he saw Amanda leaving in the car.

"Ha, isn't this Zorba's Pizzeria? Why didn't you find it next to the restaurant just now?" Amanda smiled to herself.

The small white brick-and-concrete bungalow structure, the orange door face design, and the two sets of white integrated dining chairs placed outside all look so inconspicuous.It doesn't even come to mind that it's the best rated pizzeria in the neighborhood.

When Amanda slowly drove the car to a long row of green pointed bungalows on the left side of the front, an American country-style restaurant named "M11" attracted her attention.Looking through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows with white borders, it seems that many locals are sitting inside chatting, drinking beer or dining.

"This is it!" Amanda decided to have a taste of this restaurant. After parking the car across the road, she went straight to the restaurant.

Pushing open the glass door of the restaurant with the doorbell, Amanda looked around when she entered the restaurant.Seeing that there was no one in the row of seats by the window, he excitedly stepped forward and sat down.

"Hey, beautiful soldier, what do you want to eat?" The waiter who took the order came up and greeted.

"Excuse me, I'm a marine. You...?" Amanda stared at the waiter's face when she first spoke.

"Hi, it's you! Why are you here?" The waiter recognized the woman in the Marine Corps uniform at a glance, and immediately sat across from her and asked enthusiastically.

"Uh... go home for vacation. By the way, why are you not in that cafe?" Amanda recognized the waiter as the waiter at the corner cafe on Monticello Street.

Counting today's encounter, the two women have met for the third time.Meeting each other three times and not even knowing the other person's name, this can be regarded as a unique thing.

"Well...it's very close to my house, and they give a lot of tips, so...hehehe!" The waitress laughed.

"Hmm, if it were me, I would also come to work in this restaurant. Order quickly, I'm starving to death!"

"No problem, sexy marine." The waitress has a sweet mouth and will entertain every customer. Of course, in this case, she can earn a lot of tips.

After ordering, Amanda stopped the waitress, "Uh...sorry, I don't even know your name yet!"

"Why, do you want to treat me to dinner or coffee? Hehe, call me Nina, Marine."

"Nice to meet you! Amanda McLaren, Ensign, Marine Corps."

Nina showed an evocative smile, twisted her sexy hips and walked towards the bar.Amanda leaned back in the chair relaxedly, looking curiously at the facilities in the store, as well as the customers who were dining and chatting.

The sky outside the window was covered with hazy clouds, which seemed to have indirectly affected Amanda's mood.She thought she could choose this place as her little home, but this order before she left made her very embarrassed.

"According to what Nelson said, he might stay in the Naval Academy for one or two years. Then, is it still necessary to continue renting Ms. Bens's apartment?" Amanda was thinking about the future situation.

Not knowing which military base she will stay in in the future, whether she will be deployed overseas, or which state in the United States she will be in after graduating from Naval Aviation School, Amanda's family placement plan has been completely disrupted.

She now feels like a boat adrift in the Atlantic Ocean, with no safe haven to dock, and no dock big enough for her to escape the relentless tsunami.

"Hey, marines, what are you thinking?" Nina asked kindly as she approached with the plate in her hand.

"Oh...nothing. Is this mine? It smells so good!" Amanda smiled back, staring at the plate.

"A medium-rare steak, a cabbage and bacon stew, a glass of mineral water, and a glass of Kendall Jackson white wine." Nina presented the food and drinks on the plate to Amanda one by one.

"Thank you! Uh... order me another glass of Johnnie Walker Red Label whiskey, it's my treat!" Amanda said to Nina again when she opened the tablecloth.

Nina smiled, put down the plate and sat across from her and stared at Amanda, "Mike, it seems like we are not familiar with each other? Besides, I don't even know which neighborhood you live in."

"Hehe, I live on Monticello Street in front. Why, are you afraid of me, a strange woman who has met you three times?"

Amanda's sincere explanation and smile, as well as her Marine Corps uniform, made Nina smile happily, "A strange woman who has met three times? Mike, you are so interesting!"

"Hehe, thanks. You're funny too, really!" Amanda said.

"I like you very much, Mike. Maybe we are destined to be good friends!" Nina said softly.

"Nina, I didn't pay you to come and chat!" The boss at the bar not far away shouted.

"Excuse me, I'll come to see you later!" Nina whispered, and left with the plate.

Cutting it with a knife, a large piece of steak in front of me immediately revealed the fresh and tender meat layer, and immediately ooze out a thick, bright red liquid mixed with beef blood and soup.

Putting the annoying things aside for the time being, Amanda cut off a large piece with satisfaction, stuffed it into her mouth with a fork, and began to chew comfortably.

In fact, the way she ate made the middle-aged woman sitting diagonally across from her very displeased.In the eyes of the woman, this young mixed-race girl is too uneducated, and she seems to like eating steak with blood.

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