Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 1 Oolong Peach ([-])

Tang Xiaobing looked out the window worriedly.

It was raining heavily outside, and it was like a huge water curtain hanging between the sky and the earth. It was so gray that the shop signs across the street could not be seen clearly.Pedestrians passing by opened their umbrellas one after another and rushed to their destination in a hurry.And the street vendors who have been stationed in nearby alleys selling snacks all year round couldn't bear the power of the heavy rain, and one by one left their stalls and covered their heads with their hands and ran to the eaves to avoid the rain.In just a few seconds, the street that was just bustling with traffic became empty, and the water on the road rose rapidly, and some places had no aisles, overflowing to the sidewalk. On the road in front of the store, an old man selling fruit was Hunchbacked and pushing a dilapidated tricycle against the rain.

Tang Xiaobing frowned.

The shake of the snow cup in his hand slowed down.

Suddenly, a black car sped past the old man, and the water curtain raised by the wheels of the car covered the old man and his tricycle in an instant, "Ah—" Tang Xiaobing couldn't help crying out.

The rain and fog cleared away, and the black car that caused the accident was gone, only the old man who couldn't sit still in the rainy field and the white and red peaches at the rear of the car were left.

Tang Xiaobing couldn't help but frowned again.

She stretched out her hand to push away the sundries on the operating table, and placed the half-turned shaker cup on the palm-sized space. The bottom of the cup made of PC collided with the countertop, making a bang, which attracted the female boss Ge Guixiang. dissatisfaction.

"Could you be gentle, cups don't cost money! How many times have I told you that you must cherish my things when you work here and handle them with care... Don't you have ears? Or not?" Long memory?" Ge Guixiang pulled off her mask, and shouted at Tang Xiaobing with a mottled-skinned tea bucket she bought from a flea market.

"I'll go out for a while." Tang Xiaobing didn't seem to hear Ge Guixiang's lecture, and went straight to the door, grabbed the dusty umbrella in the corner, opened the store door, and walked out.

Ge Guixiang froze for a moment before reacting and chasing after her, "Hey! Hey! Where are you going—the work is not finished yet—you can't... go..."

In the end, the voice of the exasperated voice softened automatically.

Ge Guixiang's eyes widened when he saw the figure buried in the peaches in the heavy rain.

She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she stomped her feet and continued to brush the bucket.

When Tang Xiaobing came back a while later, the umbrella she brought out was gone, and she was drowned by the rain.

She took out a few cheap paper towels to wipe her hair, and Ge Guixiang, who was making milk tea at the operating table, glanced at her and couldn't help teasing: "Yo! Our enthusiastic and good citizen is back! Do you want me to give you a bonus?" !"

Tang Xiaobing felt his nose itchy, and sneezed before answering.

Looking at Ge Guixiang with red eyes, "Sister..."

Ge Guixiang gave her a deadly look, picked up a bunch of gaudy things from the chair and threw them straight at Tang Xiaobing: "Yes! I want you to be a good person all day long. If you catch a cold and have a fever, it's up to you what to do!"

The new crown pneumonia epidemic has lasted from the end of 2019 to the summer of 2021. It is said that the epidemic is only three years old, but seeing the thunderstorms in cities across the country from time to time, I don’t know if it will be good in three years.

Tang Xiaobing took off the object covering his face, unfolded it, trembled, and couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching, "It's so beautiful..."

"Give it back to me if you don't wear it! I'm still reluctant to give it to you!" Ge Guixiang pulled his face, and instantly returned to fighting mode.

"Wear it! I'll wear it!" Tang Xiaobing hugged the ball of flowers in her hand, and walked toward the compartment where the sundries were placed resignedly. Before entering the door, she stopped and turned to Ge Guixiang and said, "If I really have a fever, you can't escape Lose."

"That's just right. You can work here with peace of mind for the rest of your life!" Ge Guixiang groaned behind her back.

Tang Xiaobing rolled her eyes and slammed the door shut.

The utility room is only two or three square meters, and the cramped space is filled with cheap raw materials for making drinks. In summer, the temperature is high, and the utility room is filled with a pungent plastic smell.

The medical surgical mask was wet from the rain, sticking damply to her skin, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She took off the mask, leaned against the wall, and took a few breaths of turbid air.

The beverage shop she works in is called "Xiangxiang Summer". In terms of qualifications, "Xiangxiang" is definitely one of the few time-honored brands in the small town.As long as she can remember, she has been a frequent visitor to this store. At that time, "Xiangxiang"'s high-quality and cheap fried yogurt and red bean smoothie were childhood memories of many boys and girls.But with the development of the times, overnight, many high-end milk tea shops and beverage shops opened in the small town. These luxuriously decorated shops with exquisite materials quickly seized the small town's beverage market. It maintains the appearance of more than ten years ago, with old decoration, simple furnishings, cheap ingredients, and even the most basic air conditioner is not installed.It stands to reason that "Xiangxiang", which couldn't keep up with the trend of the times, should have closed down a long time ago, but miraculously, Ge Guixiang managed to survive in the brutally competitive market by relying on low prices.

Ge Guixiang's mantra: There is no impossible road in this world, only those who do not want to.

But her own road is not easy to walk.

Ge Guixiang is not only a single mother who weighs two hundred catties, her son Ge Yangyang is also a mentally handicapped patient with cerebral palsy.

She had contact with Ge Yangyang.

Yang Yang...

How to describe him?

This boy, who is the same age as her, is too different from his peers.

Tang Xiaobing gently closed her eyes, searching for the memory of Ge Yangyang in her mind...

Tang Xiaobing opened the door and walked out of the utility room.

Ge Guixiang originally wanted to take this opportunity to mock Tang Xiaobing's attire. After all, she doesn't like such a fancy dress now. If it wasn't for the fact that the fabric was made of cotton and could be used as a rag, she wouldn't have brought it to the shop. Come.

Seeing Tang Xiaobing in a floral skirt in front of him, Ge Guixiang was obviously taken aback.

Tang Xiaobing tied a ribbon around the waist of the loose and outdated flowery skirt, which matched her snow-white complexion, and it didn't go against harmony at all.

And it's kind of... pretty.

Tang Xiaobing tugged at the gaudy skirt unnaturally, and muttered softly, "It's too fancy."

Ge Guixiang smacked her lips, and said in a sour tone: "Choose whatever, some of them look good."

"Yes yes yes... Thank you..." Tang Xiaobing had an extra paper cup in his hand before he finished speaking.

Ge Guixiang waved his hand impatiently, motioning for her to drink.

She walked to the door, lowered her head, and sipped the hot water in the cup.

The rain intensified, and it seemed like Meng Jiangnv was crying down the Great Wall.The street was empty, and occasionally a takeaway rider riding a small Diandian galloped by.

But the sound of the rain is really nice.

Rushing, like a symphony, magnificent.

She habitually stretched out her hand, following the strings of huge raindrops under the eaves.

The rain is cool and cool, knocking on the palm of the hand drop by drop.

The hand in memory was slender and powerful, with well-defined joints, transparent rainwater overflowed the palm with tangled lines, and quickly slipped away from between the fingers.

Quicksand is average.

Thoughts are drifting away...

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