love, don't bother

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The crooked big characters are actually written all over a piece of A4 paper, and I am not in the mood to take a second look at it at first glance. I am afraid that the writing by elementary school students will be much better than this.

If such a word appeared on the submitted document, Yu Ci would immediately tell the owner of the word to pack up and leave.

But now, Yu Ci actually pulled out a chair and patiently read down word by word.

Who told this to be a note left by that envious foreign youth last night, especially since this foreign youth was sensible enough to leave by himself.

Of course, he kindly left a breakfast as a reward.

After reading it, Yu Ci was once again convinced that Nuo Er had not been in China for a long time.Wrong sentences and typos accounted for half, and most of the idioms that appeared were still wrong.

The content is lengthy and long-winded, one-third is thanks, one-third is an apology for unauthorized flipping and using the kitchen, and one-third is boasting that Yuci is a good person and expressing admiration by the way.

Simple and warm, as beautiful as his age.

Yu Ci folded the paper along the original creases and put it aside.Looking down at the toast on the plate, after a few seconds, he sighed in compromise, picked up a piece of toast, got up and left.

Lin Mo had been waiting outside the door early on. He hadn't finished smoking a cigarette yet. When he saw Yu Ci coming out, he quickly extinguished the cigarette, "Good morning, sir."

Yu Ci nodded, taking it as a reply.He lowered his head and took a small bite of the toast in his hand. The taste of butter and the milky aroma of bread permeated his mouth. He didn't particularly like it, but he didn't hate it either.

But the scene of Yu Ci eating fell in Lin Mo's eyes, but it was no different from seeing a ghost.

The peach-blossom eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were wide open, looking back and forth between Yu Ci's face and the toast in his hand.

But fortunately, Yu Ci was sitting low in the car, and did not notice Lin Mo's astonished gaze.

After Lin Mo closed the car door, his eyes fell on the shiny black rear door which can be used as a mirror, and he stared at the blurred shadow for two seconds. After recovering from the shock, he opened the driver's door and got in the car.

When starting the car, Lin Mo was still looking at Yu Ci through the rearview mirror. Seeing him put the last corner of toast into his mouth and wipe his hands with a wet tissue, Lin Mo believed that what he saw was real.

Lin Mo has been by Yu Ci's side for nine years. He can say that he is the one who understands Yu Ci's living habits best in the world. Even Yu Ci's parents, siblings, and siblings cannot compare with him.

In the past nine years, I haven't seen Yu Ci have a single breakfast.

Even when Yu Shi didn't gain a firm foothold when he just returned to China, and when he met customers who liked to eat morning tea, Yu Ci just drank plain water to accompany the whole meal.

For those dazzling and fragrant breakfasts, he didn't even move a chopstick.

But now, Yu Ci actually broke the precept because of an ordinary piece of toast.

Lin Mo pushed down his glasses. He reasonably suspected that the toast was made by that beautiful young man last night.

Sure enough, Yu Ci's words confirmed Lin Mo's conjecture.

"Lin Mo, the toast you baked is not as good as Nuoer's."

"???" It turned out that the young man was called Noel.

Lin Mo pushed his unsliding eyes again, Jun's face was paralyzed, and he replied formulaically: "Sir, I will practice."

Pulling back the time for two hours, at five o'clock in the morning, when most people are still immersed in sleep, the morning market in the old city is already full of people.

There are all kinds of simple stalls for breakfast or fresh vegetables and fruits on both sides of the narrow street. The road that should be driven by cars is full of people wearing sportswear or pajamas with bags.

There are old and young, but none of them are against the flow of people. The young people in white shirts are eye-catching.

Especially the young man's blond hair, when the sun shines, the golden hair is extraordinarily dazzling, like a light absorbing body, attracting the eyes of people around him.

Most of the people here knew the blond young man, and many greeted him with a smile.

Noel also smiled back one by one and said hello.He didn't stop much, crossed the road, and turned into an old residential area on the side.

As soon as he passed by a breakfast shop, Noel bumped into Grandma Liu, who came out with a bag of buns, a red cuff on her arm, and neatly combed silver hair.

"Hey, isn't this Nuoer?" Grandma Liu immediately smiled when she saw Nuoer. She is from Meishi, with an accent that cannot be changed. Even at the age of seventy, her voice is very hearty.

It's just that the word Nuoer has an accent, and it also has a different pronunciation, as if calling it your own baby.

"Grandma Liu got up so early today too." Nuo Er stopped to greet Grandma Liu, her drooping eyes bent into two small crescent moons, and her smile was brighter than the morning sun above her head.

"Hey, people feel less when they are old. Er'er, is it just off work? Have you eaten yet? Grandma has meat buns here, take them and eat."

Grandma Liu looked at Xiao Xiao's uniform white shirt and slim black trousers that Nuoer was wearing, and enthusiastically stuffed the buns in Nuoer's arms.

In fact, old people like Grandma Liu don't like pure foreign devils, and the people living in the old city are basically old people.

But Nuo Er is good-looking and has a sweet mouth, so he is ranked in the hearts of these old people in the old city.

Grandma Liu is a member of the neighborhood committee, and she knows that Nuo Er came to China alone to study, and besides going to school, she also has to work part-time on weekdays.

Thinking of my grandson who works in other places, I feel sorry for Nuoer, who always likes to give Nuoer something to eat.

"Hey, it's just two buns, thank you. Er'er, you didn't offend anyone in this class, did you?"

Grandma Liu lived in the building in front of the house Nuoer rented. She had nothing to do at the moment, so she walked back with Nuoer.

Does she know which bar or KTV Nuoer works in? Those places are very messy and there are everyone.

She had tried to persuade Nuo Er not to do it there, but she also understood Nuo Er's difficulties, and some things were not something the neighbors could say, so she helped the young man where she could.

"No, I'm just a waiter serving dishes, who can I offend?"

The light shone on Noel's face, and I don't know if Grandma Liu's presbyopia saw it wrong, I always felt that the expression in those blue eyes was not quite right.

It was like a wolf that smelled blood, it was frighteningly bright, and it also brought a little excitement and madness.

Grandma Liu lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, and when she looked up at Nuo Er's eyes, she saw that pair of sky-blue eyes were watery and clean, like the little milk dog raised by the old Zhao family next door.

It's really presbyopic.Grandma Liu shook her head and laughed, took Nuo Er's arm and walked with small steps.

"Why did Grandma Liu ask me what I offended? Did someone come to see me?" Nuoer carefully pulled Grandma Liu, reminding Grandma Liu to pay attention to her feet from time to time.

There was an unconcealable excitement in the drooping eyes, and the blue eyes hidden in the dark were amazingly bright.But his voice was filled with the curiosity of a young man, and there was nothing strange about it.

"Hey, that's right. Just when I got to the gate, I saw a few luxury cars driving over. They were Maserati or Samara."

Grandma Liu waved her hand. She was too old and couldn't remember the car logo. "Get off the red car at the head. A very fashionable young man asked me about you. I don't know what your relationship is, so I just said I don't know."

"But they have entered the community, and I don't know if they will meet someone with a big mouth, who will let you know where you live. Erer, why don't you hide at grandma's house? It looks scary."

The wrinkles on Grandma Liu's face were all wrinkled together. She was really anxious, so she pulled Nuo Er and turned to her house.

Nuoer gently grabbed Grandma Liu, wrapped her arms around the old man's shoulders and swayed it coquettishly, and said with a smile.

"Grandma Liu, don't worry, you should be talking about my classmate. You also know that I studied oil painting, and there are many children from rich families. It's normal to drive a luxury car."

"Are you really a classmate?" Grandma Liu didn't believe it.

"Really, can I still lie to you?"

"Tsk, now this student is dressed in fancy clothes, hey." Grandma Liu sighed, still feeling uneasy, "Er'er, if something really happened, you should tell grandma, don't carry it alone, you alone It’s not easy for foreigners here either.”

"Grandma Liu, don't worry, I'm an adult, I'll be fine. Pay attention to the steps under your feet." Nuoer watched Grandma Liu go up the corner of the stairs, and turned to leave when she couldn't see her again.

The old town is full of old houses with red brick skins, with the highest six floors, no elevators, and a large distance between the front and back buildings. There are several fitness equipment and a promenade covered with grape vines to enjoy the coolness in the empty space in the middle.

As soon as Noel turned to the front of the building he rented, he saw many young people in the open space.The voice was very mixed, with a few exclamations and exclamations.

There are twelve households in one entrance, and very few of them are actually left behind. Most of them are old people, and the young people are students from nearby universities, or wage earners who want to rent cheaply.

Noel guessed in his mind why they gathered here early in the morning, and sure enough, he walked a few steps closer and heard their voices clearly, and it was exactly as he had guessed in his heart.

"Oh, let me go, this thing is a Maserati, right? A sports car, is there a million yuan?"

"Turtle! How can that thing be worth as much as those two big Ben!"

"Damn it! When I have money, I'll buy a sports car and drive."

"Fuck off, I'll give you back your money, sell your kidney or your body? By the way, who owns this thing? Which one secretly made a fortune and won't let you down!"

Noel approached, and his lazy eyes fell on the three cars parked on the trampled grass.

Have fun, a Maserati MC20 and two Mercedes-Benz 350s are all brands that are ostentatious enough to attract attention, and it’s no wonder so many people are watching them.

A sharp-eyed person noticed Nuo Er coming, greeted him stiffly, and stood aside to make way for Nuo Er.

In the whole community, except for the elderly who see Nuo Er like his own grandson, the rest of the younger ones are afraid of this beautiful foreign youth.

I always feel that this handsome young man is not as innocent as he has shown.

The people around got out of the way, Nuo Er held the plastic bag for the buns in one hand, and put the other in his trousers pocket, with a pure and gentle expression on his face.

But like the luxury cars that should not appear in these red brick housing estates, they are out of tune with the old and simple surroundings.

In the next moment, Noel did something that left everyone dumbfounded.

Noel walked up to the red MC20, slowly raised his arm, and put the oil-soaked plastic bag on the fiery red front cover of the machine.

That careless movement and attitude, as if 200 million trots, in his eyes, are just a container that can hold things.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, Nuoer looked strangely at the people who looked at him with ghostly eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and walked straight into the dark building door.