Contract Lover: Mr.Huo, happy every night

Wen Jiu walked around the cake shop and watched all the scenes here.

Wen Jiu likes to shop in such an environment. He always feels that there is a breath of life here, close to the edge of life. Every time he walks here and watches people coming and going, he can see many stories.

Here is full of the smell of cake. Looking at the delicious cake and bread, it looks very appetizing and makes people drool.

"How about this?" Wen Jiu looks at so many choices and doesn't know which to choose. She has choice difficulty. Especially with so many choices for a time, she doesn't know how to choose.

This may be some small problems that all girls have more or less. But in some major events, Wen Jiu is not like this. On the contrary, she can make a choice quickly.

"This is a little sweet and very good. It's the sales model of our store." The waiter warmly introduced her. She immediately showed a happy smile on her face, as if she had finally come in handy.

Sweet? Wen Jiu likes dessert very much, especially when she is very sad. She always felt that when she was very sad, she would feel much better if she ate these desserts. Wen Jiu had seen a similar film a long time ago. When the hero was very sad, his mother gave him a chocolate and said in front of him, "you won't be sad if you eat a little chocolate."

Chocolate is sweet, which can dilute the bitterness and bitterness in life.

Eating these desserts, Wen Jiu felt that there was nothing in the world that could not be passed, and everything would pass.

"Give me this bag." Wen Jiu said, and then Wen Jiu chose several more. While the waiter was packing, Wen Jiu sat on the chair in the store and looked around for a long time. She didn't know what she was doing. It can be said that she was looking for no purpose and wherever she saw.

There was paper and pen on the table. Wen Jiu was interested and unconsciously put the pen and paper in front of him. He always felt that he wanted to write on it.

What do you write? Her right hand held the book tightly, thinking, and the light of thinking came out of her eyes. After a while, she thought of it. In fact, what she wanted to write had been vaguely in her mind.

She began to write on the paper one by one. Each stroke and painting poured out her strong feelings. In the process of writing, she even felt her hands shaking. She didn't understand what was wrong with herself? Why do you have such a big reaction? That's just a one-sided person. Why do you think of him?

The paper seemed to have Shaw's name written on it.

Xiao He, Xiao He, she kept writing the name. She didn't know how many times she had written it. She only knew that she would feel different every time she wrote it.

Are you crazy? She looked at the paper and was filled with Xiao He's name. She thought she must be crazy. How could she write so much? She thought she didn't study so hard at school and didn't write so many words in such a short time.

The waiter packed it and came to her. Wen Jiu didn't notice that the waiter had come to her because his whole mind was trapped in Xiao He's name on the paper. The waiter saw Wen Jiu's motionless appearance and felt a little strange when he saw her eyes staying on the paper on the table.

What is she looking at? The waiter was very confused. It was just an ordinary piece of paper. Why did the girl sitting in front of him keep looking? She looked a little closer. Unexpectedly, she saw traces of writing on the paper.

She looked carefully and found that there were a lot of Shaw on it. Her intuition told the waiter whether it should be a person's name or a man's name. The waiter further guessed that it must be the name of the person she liked.

"This should be your boyfriend's name?" Thinking like this in her heart, the waiter said everything she wanted to say in an instant. Only when she said it did she realize that her mouth was too fast. I hope what she said will not cause trouble to people and is not abrupt.

boy friend? Hearing the waiter's words, Wen Jiu slightly raised her eyes. Her eyes suddenly grew long and long, with a melancholy light. There was a bitterness in her heart. It would be nice if she were a boyfriend. Unfortunately, they only met once. If they don't meet in the future, they will be like strangers. What's the difference between them and strangers.

She thought that Shaw on the other side must have forgotten himself. He didn't even know his name or something about himself. Alas, I didn't ask my name. It seems that I don't want to know myself at all. I don't want to know myself at all. I'm still thinking about him here and when I can see him in the future.

This emotional thing is really unfair, but there are few absolutely fair things in the world, even none. From birth, family, Beijing, the environment is different, and the starting point is different. What's fair? Life forces you to overcome your destiny and work hard to change your life.

In addition, you have no choice. If you choose to degenerate, you can only widen the gap.

These are unfair, let alone talk about feelings. You like me, I don't like you. This is just something that often happens in feelings. Otherwise, how can there be so many people dying for love.

"Miss?" The waiter saw that he asked, but when the man had no response at all, he felt a little confused, so he asked uneasily.

"He's not my boyfriend."

Before the waiter reacted, she was startled by Wen Jiu's understatement. She thought Wen Jiu wouldn't answer so quickly. This time, she answered too quickly.

"Well, I'm sorry, I asked too rashly..." the waiter apologized.

The waiter guessed like this. She thought that the girl was mostly hurt by love and had always loved the person with the name on the paper, but the person probably didn't like her. She felt very sad, so she showed such an expression. Therefore, she could only place these feelings and Thoughts on her name, on the paper and in the ink.