Where is the dignity of the Lord?

On the streets of China, familiar faces of the East and the West walk through the bustling streets.

The man in the black T-shirt and jeans wore sunglasses that covered half of his face, and one hand was lazily inserted in the pocket of the man in the orange-haired hooded sweater next to him.

The man's conspicuous hair is pressed with wireless earphones, and the simple sportswear set has the effect of a mannequin hanger.

A good-looking person looks good in everything, this saying is absolutely true.

With their tall and tall stature and more than handsome looks, passers-by began to wonder if these two were some celebrities who came to the street for photography.

But soon, people who paid more attention found the same plain rings on their ring fingers.

The young lady who was hesitant to take out her mobile phone to take a picture blinked her eyes.

Oh, it turned out to be a high-quality gay.

Look at the shoulders that are close to each other like glue, and the hands that are always on the opponent's body, the possessiveness is quite strong.

The little sister who was still hesitant just now thought for a second, and took out her phone instantly.

Don't ask, it's cute to ask!

"The front is my shop."

Pasha took Reisyde and sat down at the milk tea shop opposite his store, ordered two cups of milk tea and stared at the familiar 'Xia Kee Restaurant'.

When the milk tea came, Reyde, who was sitting opposite, leaned forward and bit the straw of Pasha's cup, took a sip and said calmly, "Why don't you go in?"

The corner of Pasha's mouth twitched and snatched back the milk tea that he would never have the first sip of, and he gave him a sigh on the back of his head: "I want to go in too, but... you know, you're too timid to be close to home, right?"

"I have been dead for four years. When I became a tiger in these four years, I miss them every day, thinking how sad my parents will be after I die..."

"Then do you miss me?"

"……shut up!"

The baby blue eyes were extremely persistent, staring straight at Pasha.

Pasha, whose neck slowly climbed up to pink, looked away, and whispered unwillingly for a long time: "Think about it, let's think about it."

Reyde: Blooming on the head with no expression.jpg

Pasha: ...

"Pfft! Can you be more serious." The sourness in Pasha's eyes disappeared after being teased, and he looked towards home with his head raised.

"My family has two children. My elder brother has a good mind. After studying abroad, he plans to live in country M and work. My parents dote on my eldest brother, so they decided to move the whole family to the United States to do business."

"When I met you, my family had just moved here for less than two years."

Later, the business got better and better, and the restaurant gained a foothold. Naturally, his elder brother couldn't help the family by working hard in a big company, so he consciously took up the burden.

Pasha's expression was reminiscent, and his tone slowed down: "I know that my parents always feel that they owe me, because the family's busy business has delayed my time to make friends and study."

"Actually, it's okay. I'm average in my studies, and I'm not interested in having fun."

"I just don't know if my parents will blame themselves for my death..."

Surely it will.

Maybe his parents thought that if he hadn't helped out at the restaurant, he would have had no accidents if he just went out to play.

What is the difference between giving a white-haired person to a black-haired person and gouging out the flesh in the hearts of parents?

"I'm quite happy to see that the restaurant is still open." Pasha looked at the opposite signboard, his vision blurred. "At least it means that they have cheered up."

"..."

Reyde propped his head up and looked over there with Pasha, but his right hand went around the milk tea that hadn't moved in front of him, and lightly rested on the back of Pasha's hand.

Pasha looked over in a daze.

The side face wearing sunglasses lacked expression, but the words he spoke were warm, "I'll wait with you. When you muster up the courage, we'll go there together, no matter how late."

"Resid..."

Pasha slightly raised the corners of his lips, and held his palm instead.

The ten fingers clasped in changing postures absorbed the warmth of the palms, and Pasha, who kept relieving his tension, and Reyed, who accompanied him, waited until the afternoon.

The cup of milk tea on the table has been emptied, and the cup has been completely cooled.

Normally, it's okay for the customers of the milk tea shop to sit for a long time, but unfortunately this shop is not big, the seats are limited, and there are many customers.

The Asian waiter, who looked like a college student, stepped forward shyly, and asked implicitly, "Is there anything else you need?"

When Pasha regained his senses, he immediately understood the gentle reminder, besides, the two of them waited in the store from the morning to the evening rush hour, which really took up too much space.

He smiled awkwardly, and planned to pull Reisy up: "Ah, I'm sorry, no need, let's go right away..."

But before he could stand up, the clasped palms forcefully pulled him back to the seat and sat down. Reyde looked back at the waiter through the sunglasses, "We will sit still for a while."

The inexperienced waiter opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, his face turned red.

Pasha was afraid that this guy would make fun of the innocent migrant workers, so he quickly whispered, "Let's go, don't cause trouble for others."

In the end, he didn't taunt, but a certain blue-eyed man who chose the ability to draw money took out his card: "From now until I leave, I will pay for every drink you sell."

Uncle with a paralyzed face: "Everyone will be given a dessert, and it will be mine."

Pasha: "..."

waiter:"……"

Pasha covered his face: Have you ever seen such a lavish idiot...

The waiter who took the card: I've seen it in TV dramas, it's stupid, so handsome!

"Come."

Reyde raised his palm, opened his fingers and shook lazily: "Hold it, you can't let go even if you die."

Pasha gritted his teeth, heartbroken to the point of bleeding: "I want to kill you right now! That's all your hard-earned money, brother, have you forgotten that you just spent 1.5 million yuan?! "

"Quiet."

Reyde held Pasha's hand on his own, and looked at the scenery outside.

Seeing this, Pasha had no choice but to resist the urge to ask for the card back and shut up, thinking that he must never let this guy manage his own account in the future.

Knowing that there are free drinks, there are more and more people in the milk tea shop, and soon there is a long queue.

Every person who comes can sell a cup of milk tea and a dessert. The steady profit business made the boss happy, and the waiter gave them a free couple cake.

The strawberry flavor is pretty good, but when he thinks about what he bought it for, Pasha feels that the food in his mouth is not fragrant.

And I have to say that this thing without money can really control a lot of things, and I don't even feel nervous anymore.

"Ugh……"

Feed the strawberries to Reyceid and stay up until 09:30pm.

Pasha, who was familiar with the closing time of his restaurant, stood up abruptly, put on a mask and pushed Reisyid: "Let's go, my waiter is off work, and my parents will be closing soon."

When the two of them went to the front desk to get their cards and left, the boss was still looking at them reluctantly...the cards in his hand...

Pasha: ...

I understand you, I wish this card was mine too.

To say too much is the tears of poverty.

Opposite the milk tea shop is Xia Kee restaurant, but the road of a few steps made Pasha walk out of the effect of the mermaid princess just changing her legs.

When he summoned all his courage to push open the door, the woman who was cleaning the table raised her head, seeing the guest subconsciously smile on her familiar old face.

"Welcome, would you like something to eat?"

"But we are about to get off work, and some dishes can't be cooked."

"..."

At that moment, the Pasha who covered his face let out a long sigh of relief, and all the messy emotions disappeared.

What is stuck in the heart can't be said, the nasal cavity of the choking person is sour, and the eye sockets are hot.

Looking at her face, Pasha tried his best to bend his eyes and smiled: "Just eat whatever you want."

Mom... I'm back...

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