Do you like to eat it?

The work of the cake shop is not as difficult as Chu Yang imagined, and it is even a little unexpectedly simple.

Chen Li gave him a uniform, and then led him to stand in front of the cake shop's gate, and the job was over.

Although Chu Yang is a little thin, he is tall and has long legs. No matter how he wears it, he is a clothes hanger figure. The bright yellow and black uniform looks particularly eye-catching on him, and it also sets off his fair skin. His legs are as long as heaven .

Therefore, when he stood by the glass door, he attracted the attention of all customers in the store almost instantly.

The scorching gaze swept across Chu Yang's body like intense searchlights.

Chu Yang felt extremely awkward, at a loss what to do, he didn't even know how to put his hands and feet, so he could only stand there with a face that was redder than a monkey's buttocks, a little dull.

Fortunately, although many girls were peeking at him, they didn't take the initiative to talk to him like some girls he met before, otherwise he was not sure if he could say a complete sentence.

The morning passed quickly.

During the lunch break, Chu Yang returned to the dressing room and took out a plastic box containing two steamed buns from his backpack. Instead of going to the small cafeteria to heat them in the microwave, he went straight to the rest room.

Push open the door, there is a person sitting inside.

When the man heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head reflexively.

It turned out to be Zhuo Wen who said a few words at noon yesterday.

Seeing that it was Chu Yang who came, Zhuo Wen had a flash of surprise on her face, and then she smiled clearly: "No wonder I couldn't see you during the break, so you always run here."

This rest room was remodeled from a small warehouse. It has no windows, and it is hot and airtight. No one wants to come here to eat or rest.

But Chu Yang liked it very much.

After all, clean.

He has never been used to crowded places, and over time, he will subconsciously feel afraid.

Chu Yang stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped in bravely. He sat down at the table next to Zhuo Wen, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

"It's too noisy over there, it's a little quieter here." Zhuo Wen said, a box of bento that had been eaten was placed in front of her, and then she propped her chin with both hands, tilted her head to look at Chu Yang, and chuckled, "You leave me What are you doing so far away? Am I so scary?"

Chu Yang was concentrating on opening the plastic box. He blushed instantly when he heard the words, and quickly shook his head to explain: "No, no, I, I'm not used to getting too close to strangers."

He stuttered again...

Chu Yang pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to remove the disappointment in his eyes.

Fortunately, Zhuo Wen didn't notice his emotions, and said dumbfoundingly: "How can we be strangers? At least we are colleagues."

Chu Yang was in a daze for a few seconds, he was drawn into it, and after he realized it, his ears were burning red, and he stammered, "I, I didn't mean that, I just..."

Halfway through the speech, he gradually lost his voice.

He doesn't know how to express his inner thoughts. For him, speaking is a skill. Sometimes it is too difficult to narrate a complete sentence.

Zhuo Wen waited for a long time, but did not wait for Chu Yang's next words. She seemed to understand something, so she got up, walked to sit down opposite Chu Yang, and said carelessly: "I was joking just now, don't take it to heart."

After finishing speaking, she changed the subject in a timely manner: "By the way, is this your lunch?"

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the plastic box in front of him, the lid had been opened, and the two steamed buns inside were already completely cold, and he seemed to have no appetite at all.

For some reason, he suddenly felt his cheeks burn.

For a moment, he even wanted to hide this box of steamed buns. Compared with the lunch brought by others, his two steamed buns were a bit shabby.

Chu Yang gradually clenched his fingers and nodded. He wanted to explain to Zhuo Wen, but after struggling for a moment, he swallowed those words of explanation forcefully.

Forget it.

No one should like to hear his explanation.

Thinking of this, Chu Yang became more and more silent.

However, Zhuo Wen didn't know what Chu Yang was thinking. She stared at the two steamed buns in the plastic box in surprise for a while, and then said, "It's not nutritious to eat just this. If your school can't cook, you can go to I buy bento from the nearby supermarket, and I buy bento when I don’t want to cook, and it’s only 15 yuan a piece, which is very cheap.”

15 yuan is very cheap...

But now he can't listen to Zhuo Wen's suggestion at all, he just wants to skip this topic quickly.

And he knew that the supermarkets that Zhuo Wen mentioned were like the food court on the first floor of the shopping mall. Every day at noon, they were crowded and noisy, which terrified him.

Chu Yang's face turned pale, and he forced the corners of his mouth to twitch: "I see, thank you."

Seeing that Chu Yang didn't intend to continue talking, Zhuo Wen thought that Chu Yang was reluctant to part with the money, so she opened her mouth to comfort the other party, but she didn't say anything.

Not long after, she left in embarrassment.

In the afternoon, the number of customers in the store increased significantly, and the number of girls peeking at Chu Yang also increased significantly. A few girls even quietly took out their mobile phones and took many photos of Chu Yang.

Chu Yang noticed the actions of those girls, and his face and neck turned red with shame, but he didn't know how to stop those girls.

Until the two girls pushed each other and came to him.

"Hi!"

"Do you remember us?"

Chu Yang blushed and said nothing.

Ever since he was hit on the head, his memory has not been very good. He only felt that the two girls in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

"Two nights ago, we accidentally bumped into each other in this store." One of the girls stroked her hair embarrassingly, "We thought you were a passerby, but we didn't expect you to work here."

Oh!

He has the impression——

At that time, he even stepped on a girl's foot, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly. Later, Lu Xiuyuan stood up to help him out, but his attention was all on Lu Xiuyuan, and he didn't even look at the appearance of the two girls. .

Seeing that Chu Yang was indifferent and did not even change his bewildered expression, the two girls felt embarrassed immediately. They looked at each other before cautiously saying: "We just want to ask, we took a few photos of you just now, Can you post it on our private Weibo?"

"..."

Chu Yang was stunned.

The two girls thought that Chu Yang was reluctant, so they quickly added: "We don't post the front, just a few photos of the side and the back, and I can also help you promote the cake shop."

Maybe it was because they were a little nervous, so they spoke very fast, crackling for a long time, without even taking a breath.

"..."

Chu Yang was dumbfounded, his eyes opened into round grapes.

At this moment, he felt that his mind was filled with strings of chaotic codes.

After a while, other customers in the store noticed the movement here, and turned their heads to look over. Afraid of being noticed by more people, Chu Yang hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Yes."

The eyes of the two girls lit up.

"Really?!"

"What's your Weibo? Then we'll chat with you."

Chu Yang replied truthfully: "I don't have Weibo."

"Otherwise, you can go back and register one at night." A girl suggested, "We will come over again at this time tomorrow, and you can just give us Weibo when the time comes."

Chu Yang couldn't understand why they were so obsessed with going to Weibo, but he didn't ask any further questions, and nodded, "Okay."

This little episode passed quickly.

After get off work, Chu Yang put this matter behind him.

After the lights were turned off at night, he was so disturbed by the voice of Pang Yan on the upper berth that he couldn't fall asleep, he picked up his phone and downloaded the Weibo app, and registered an account with his phone number.

The next afternoon, the two girls arrived as scheduled.

Chu Yang stood at his workplace with a serious expression, and then told the two girls his newly registered Weibo account in a serious manner.

After listening to Chu Yang's words, the two girls who were still in high spirits were stunned on the spot. After nearly ten seconds of silence, they couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Chu Yang 20000416? Is this your name plus date of birth?"

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

The girl suppressed a smile: "Who would blow up their family on a public platform like Weibo? But then again, you are 19 years old, and we thought you were just a high school student."

Chu Yang continued to be dazed: "Sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing?" The girl didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then said, "Then let's go first, and edit Weibo when we get back. By the way, remember to check with us."

Chu Yang nodded and watched the two girls leave.

Although he said so, Chu Yang didn't know how to play Weibo at all, and he didn't know what the girl said "mutual relationship" meant. Since then, he never clicked on Weibo again.

time flies.

Blink of an eye to the last two days of the National Day holiday.

At this time, Chu Yang had already adapted to the working rhythm of the cake shop. He worked in the shop during the day and returned to the dormitory to read and learn English at night. His life was much more fulfilling than before.

Of course, it would be even better if Pang Yan didn't live in the dormitory.

Chu Yang on this side climbed into bed after taking a shower, and began to feel sleepy comfortably, while someone on the other side was facing the feasting night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and suffered from insomnia until the early morning.

Lu Xiuyuan was wearing a white nightgown, his undried hair was still wet on his forehead, and he was lazily leaning on the fabric sofa with a goblet of red wine in his hand.

The red wine in his hand dangled in the glass, but he didn't intend to drink it.

It has been six days.

He has been waiting for news from Chu Yang.

It's a pity that Chu Yang seemed to have completely forgotten his existence, there was no phone call, no text messages, and even Cen Yanbo, whom he arranged to pick up, was rejected by Chu Yang.

Lu Xiuyuan found that sometimes he really didn't understand what Chu Yang was thinking, just like he couldn't understand why he paid so much attention to Chu Yang.