luck on thursday

"Of course, congratulations to you too." Fariana pinched the hem of her skirt and tiptoed to salute, "It's rare that you are willing to find such a cute boy, and I think Mr. Fitzgerald will agree with you. "

The young girl walked away with her braid briskly, and the two of them fell into deep thought.

"What does it mean to find one so rare? Is it so rare to find a master and become a housekeeper?" Lin Qingyang thought silently, without turning the corner, "Why do you want Philip to agree? I live in Fitz Manor, isn't it Philip's invitation? "

The young man was at a loss, and there were only a few question marks on his head.

Louis understood it all at once. He opened his mouth, but he didn't explain, and the words suddenly turned around: "She may not know the situation well. Yes, you were invited by Philip himself."

"Okay." Lin Qingyang shrugged indifferently.

He didn't dwell on this topic, but looked at the group of pigeons not far away, "Hey! Louis! Is there any pigeon feed for sale in the square?"

The black-haired and blue-eyed boy looked shiny, like sapphires sprinkled with gold powder, a type that Louis rarely saw.

It seems to have experienced the world, but still maintains the original innocence.He seemed to have seen such a pair of eyes in the reflection of the car window a long time ago.

Louis half-closed his eyes and said slowly, "Of course."

There is a special person selling pigeon feed, just at the other end of the square, where an old mother-in-law is.

She has sold pigeon feed for 20 years, and today, as usual, she sits on a bench under a lush tree and pours half a palm of pigeon feed for free to the chattering children around her.

Until it was dark before her eyes, someone squatted down in front of her, and said lightly, "Grandma, how do you sell this bag of feed?"

"A bag of five cents..."

Tremblingly, she took out a bag and put it in the hands of the boy who came to buy feed. The blue-eyed boy cheered a little, then turned his head and said, "Louis? Can I pour some for you too?"

Louis was half a step behind him, smiling and reaching out to him: "Okay."

Wow, Lin Qingyang gave Louis a small half bag, raised his head and squinted his eyes, and saw a group of pigeons gathering not far away, and some passers-by were feeding the pigeons, he shook the bag in his hand, trotted over, A small pile fell on the ground, looking around expectantly.

Sure enough, soon a pigeon that was not afraid of people flapped its wings and landed lightly on the ground. It glanced at Lin Qingyang with its small brown eyes, and then poked its neck to peck at it.

Lin Qingyang squinted his eyes, the pale golden sunlight slipped from his soft black hair, and spread to his fingertips, and the light gray square floor tiles spread out thin glittering edges.A snow-white pigeon seemed to be bewitched and tilted its head.

It stretched its neck, moved its slender paws, leaned against Lin Qingyang's hand, and rubbed it affectionately twice.

The warm body temperature of weak creatures came from the fingertips, accompanied by the smell of grass and soil baked by the sun, the fluffy feathers quivered, and the birds pecked at the food in Lin Qingyang's palm, quietly and docilely.

Lin Qingyang's fingers were itchy, he retracted his hand with a smile, and turned to call his butler: "Look, Louis—"

The man was standing five or six meters behind him, his eyebrows lowered, and he could barely see a smudge of gray-green. The simple and smooth suit made him look slender and tall.

He stretched out his hand obliquely forward, and a pigeon landed obediently on his finger, pecking with its wings tipped up; the other one flapped and landed on his shoulder, looking very cute.

The dove's tail feathers seemed to hide the golden light of the dome, and it descended like a messenger from the people above the third heaven. Louis seemed to hear Lin Qingyang's shout, and with a slight shake of his voice, the dove spread its wings and flew away.

The hem of the clothes swayed lightly, and Louis stepped over: "Call me?"

Lin Qingyang withdrew her hands suddenly, her ears seemed to be hot for a while, but she quickly calmed down: "The pigeons here are not afraid of strangers."

"Because everyone loves feeding them in the square, they're used to it."

Louis noticed that Lin Qingyang's ears were red for a while, and thought that Lin Qingyang's ears were red from being exposed to the sun for too long. After thinking for a while, he gestured to the other side of the square: "Would you like to sit there for a while? It's been a long time."

Lin Qingyang handed the rest of the feed package to Louis, and rubbed his ears pretending not to care: "Okay."

The square is connected to two sections of pedestrian streets. Once you come out, you can see a cafe that has a long history. It's comfortable to climb on, with a few modern glass tables visible only around the edges.

The air was filled with delicious coffee and the smell of Melaleuca, and Louis walked towards the door of the store with ease. Lin Qingyang looked up curiously, and saw a small wooden sign "Beginning in 1894" hanging on the door of the cafe.

"A century-old store, it's amazing." He praised.

Louis smiled lightly: "His coffee and mille-feuille taste very good. There is no one in Fitzgerald who doesn't like the taste of their house, so it has been open until now. The owner is the fourth generation and still uses the original recipe."

As soon as they stepped into the cafe, all the customers turned around. There were not many of them, but Lin Qingyang's heart was trembling when he looked at him eagerly. He took a step back quietly, pulled Louis' sleeves, and asked on tiptoe, "Why?" gone?"

Louis' expression remained unchanged, he patted Lin Qingyang's wrist reassuringly, and led him to the front of the counter.

Sitting behind the counter is the owner of this generation. He looks quite young. He is playing with his mobile phone with his head down. He does not look up to entertain the guests when he hears footsteps. superior."

"It's me." Louis knocked on the counter, causing the shopkeeper to finally look up.

Lin Qingyang thought that the owner of the shop would show an impatient expression, but he didn't expect him to be surprised when he saw Louis: "Rare customer, Wilfred, where is the wind that brought you here?"

Then he looked at Lin Qingyang, widened his eyes, and murmured: "What Fariana said is true..."

Louis raised his eyebrows: "What is true?"

"She said you finally brought someone back!" The shopkeeper jumped up from the stool. "Congratulations! Guys! Wilfred has brought someone back!"

It seemed that the atmosphere was all compressed at this moment. The tables and chairs surrounding the round counter creaked. The guests stood up one after another and clapped their hands vigorously. The small cafe instantly became lively with constant applause. Whistled and asked when they met.

The shopkeeper ransacked boxes and cabinets, hoping to find the colored paper tube bought 800 years ago for Louis to spray on his hair.

Lin Qingyang, who was stupefied as soon as he came in, was even more confused. The current scene is as weird as his mother gently telling him to go to bed early. There is no cause and effect, and it seems that logic no longer exists... Wait, bring someone back What's the meaning? !

In an instant, a guest explained his doubts: "Wifred, does Mr. Fitzgerald know that you have a boyfriend? Don't worry, he will definitely agree!"

……Oh, God.

... What kind of scary term is little boyfriend?

Louis held the dazed Lin Qingyang with one hand, pressed his shoulders, let Lin Qingyang sit on a rattan chair, took the menu with the other hand, looked down twice, and casually announced the names of a few desserts.

Amidst the whistling of the guests became more frenzied, Louis answered, "...No, he's not my little boyfriend."

The cheers stopped abruptly.

The shopkeeper who had just dug out the colored paper tube resentfully pinched the colored paper tube in his hands and dared not open it. It took a long time before he said "ah".

That Wilfred carefully led the person in, with such a gentle attitude and such thoughtful service...could it be a creditor who came to collect debts from outside?It's impossible!

The guests obviously didn't expect this development either. They turned their minds and suddenly thought of the omnipotent option of friends. Immediately, they felt a toothache and felt embarrassed. The standing people sat down again sparsely, in order to cover up what they had just done. He also pretended to be calm and reached out to the owner to ask for another menu.

The owner was also a little embarrassed, so he had to distribute menus everywhere and introduce the new products that had been introduced to the guests.

"However," Louis said lightly, bringing back the hearts of all the people present, "Joe is a very important guest of Fitz Manor and the master I want to serve now. Isn't that right, young master?"

Everyone gasped, Lin Qingyang couldn't sit still in his chair in the same embarrassment, looked left and right, realized that the attention of the people around him was on him, and suddenly came back to his senses, pulled out his calmest appearance, remembered The appearance in the TV series is also an understatement: "Yeah."

In fact, I was nervous to die.

It turned out not to be a boyfriend.While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they suddenly felt a little regretful. After all, the children of the Wilfred family have never even touched the sign of love since childhood.

The wind chime rang softly, and a new customer came in from outside the cafe. The tall and eye-catching Louis and Lin Qingyang sitting in front of him could be seen at first sight.

Thinking of the news that had just spread not long ago, the new guest came over with a smile, and wanted to tease a few more words: "I just heard someone say that Wilfred brought a boy on the street, but I didn't expect it to be true. Yes, I thought someone was dazzled."

"The news is true." This time it was Lin Qingyang who spoke. He glanced at Louis who was bending over to pour him coffee, feeling a little helpless, "But, sir, I am not Louis' 'little boyfriend'."

"Ahaha." After being punctured in his mind, the new customer scratched his head and slipped to the corner to chat with the owner.

Lin Qingyang felt that the relationship between him and Lu Yi was quite normal, at least it was the intimacy between normal friends, not to mention that Lu Yi was his personal butler for a while - close!housekeeper!Wouldn't it be dereliction of duty if you don't follow him all the time?

Probably these people are thinking about it themselves.

Louis sat down in front of him, and also poured himself a cup of coffee. At this time, the newly made mille-feuille was delivered from the back kitchen, specially delivered by the owner, and placed on the table in front of them.

"I'm sorry, everyone didn't mean it." The shopkeeper ordered some thousand-layer dishes, and placed Lin Qingyang with a pair of delicate silver knives and forks, "It's just that I was a little too excited."

"I understand," Lin Qingyang said gently, "Could it be that Louis was too 'unnatural' before?"