luck on thursday

There was an amount in the thin passbook that Lin Qingyang couldn't even imagine. He took out the money and deposited it into the bank card Wyatt gave him.

Lying on the bed in the staff dormitory, holding it up high, I looked at it over and over again, not even letting go of the slight ups and downs of the patterns on it.

After taking a shower, my roommate came out of the bathroom with the shampoo I snatched from Fitz's department store, passed by him, and complained about his expression with disgust: "You seem to have not seen money for many years, wait for you to do it for a long time." At one point, the boss will give you a bonus, so you're going to be crazy with joy at that time."

"I'm going crazy with joy." Lin Qingyang's wrists were sore from time to time, but he was willing to put down the card, and carefully stuffed it into an inconspicuous corner of the black bag, "You really don't know what my previous life was like of."

The money wasn't huge, it was just a week's work after all.

However, it made Lin Qingyang see hope, the rent and living expenses were settled, as long as he lived frugally, worked hard, and saved the money, he would be able to pay off the debt before the deadline, and be completely as embarrassed as before. Farewell to myself in a daze.

In those days of quarrels and those times when the future is uncertain, the self who, like the wind, rushes from one side of the street to the other side of the street will have a brand new life that will not be dragged down.

Lin Qingyang pulled up the quilt, closed his eyes, and meditated dozens of times in his heart. The exhaustion from busy work all day surged up like a tide and completely swallowed him.

Maple Leaf Avenue is a famous scenic spot in Roseburg. Every year, countless tourists come here to take pictures under the golden to orange-red maple trees.Until now in winter, the leaves of the trees have fallen all over the ground, and there are still many tourists standing on the streets of Maple Leaf Avenue and holding up their cameras.

Lin Qingyang unhurriedly straightened his coat, walked in from one end of the Maple Leaf Avenue, and raised his hand to touch the maple-red sky that seemed to be touchable.

There was still a cold wind blowing, but not many leaves fell down, except for the dead leaves that fell all over the ground, he stepped on it from above, and the dead leaves creaked, which was very interesting.

Tourists full of curiosity and excitement passed him by, Lin Qingyang took a rest on a bench in the middle of Maple Leaf Avenue, and continued walking.

Walking past a famous statue, a poet once stood here, looking up at the silent head of the statue to compose poems, which was praised by later generations, and a small stone tablet with engraved words was erected next to the statue.

Lin Qingyang squatted down, only able to understand a few words on it: "Passing across...the fountain..."

Click.

A slight sound sounded behind him, Lin Qingyang quickly turned around sensitively, and unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

"Mr. Wilfred!" He greeted the other side with a bright smile, "Hi, sir, are you also visiting Maple Leaf Avenue?"

Louis Wilfred smiled and raised the camera in his hand, and said, "I told you once - to fulfill the wishes of the elders."

Today, this gentleman did not wear his dignified and serious formal overcoat, but changed into a suit of light and warm clothes. Although the color scheme of dark green and silver gray still has some status differences, it is much more approachable than the original one. .

He also wore a fluffy scarf, which covered the lower half of his face, revealing only his gray-green pupils.There are two plush balls on the hem of the scarf, making the cartoon cute all of a sudden.

Lin Qingyang noticed the two lively and swaying plush balls, and almost laughed out loud, but luckily they were stopped in time, but Louis still noticed them.

He was a little helpless: "The elders in the family weaved it, and I was asked to take it when I went out today. It's a joke."

"No, no," Lin Qingyang bit her lip to suppress a smile, and waved her hand, "It's very cute."

Although cute is not the place.

Louis got a little closer, and also squatted down. Seeing the words on the stone tablet in front of him, Lin Qingyang cleared his throat, and just about to say something, he heard him read a sentence fluently: "The sailboat on the White River crosses the other side, and the holy A fountain of light poured out, and he reached the shore."

"Wow!" Lin Qingyang applauded him cooperatively, "Your Latin literature is really good."

"The family hired a tutor to teach these things." Louis glanced across the stone tablet and fell on Lin Qingyang's face, who was unconscious, thinking for a while, "Although I learned it by imitation, the results are not satisfactory."

He said something lightly and stood up.

"At least it's better than the ones taught in school. The teachers who teach Latin in the school are basically a bunch of dumb gooses who don't understand language learning. They just pinch your mouth and pour words into it."

"Joe, may I call you that?"

"Of course, sir."

"Just call me Louie."

They stood up, walked side by side in tacit understanding, bypassed the silent statue, and continued to walk forward.The maple red sky was mixed with sky blue, the thin clouds floated like cotton wool, the moss on the stone road was carefully removed, and the two chatted one after another, Lin Qingyang felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

"So Will...Louis is from Rosaburg?"

"Yes. However, the work is relatively busy, and I seldom return to Roseburg in recent years."

Lin Qingyang looked at Louis. Mr. Wilfred was half a head taller than him. From his angle, he could only see a handsome side face, and the neutral curve of his lips when he was covering his smile. His calm expression was a little too indifferent, but he When I turned around, everything seemed to be an illusion.

"Speaking of which, Louis, what is your job?" Lin Qingyang was really comfortable, blowing the breeze, and said the words without passing through his head, and immediately regretted, "Uh, sorry, let's skip this topic, you are holding a camera today... "

Louis interrupted him gently, with no unhappiness in his expression: "The housekeeper."

"what……?!"

Lin Qingyang was taken aback. He secretly guessed Louis' job in his heart. He used to be dressed so formally, came and went in a hurry, and had to talk about business. It was also about business... He didn't care about it at all. thought about it!

"Yes, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect..." Lin Qingyang apologized to him stutteringly, Louis stared at him for a moment, then suddenly took a step back, raised the camera, and with a click, recorded Lin Qingyang's face with red ears down.

Lin Qingyang was taken aback when she was photographed, but when she came back to her senses, she stuttered again: "Wait, why are you doing this and that..."

"This is a job that has been with me for a long time. It's not a big deal." Lu Yi explained to him. He lowered his head, fiddled with the camera for a moment, and when he lowered his eyelashes, Lin Qingyang thought he had seen through his heart. Laughing again, "But it hasn't officially started yet, so I can still hang out freely now."

a long time……?

Haven't officially started yet...?