My frequent visitor is actually Liyue Qixing!

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Lu Qingci handed the boy an umbrella through the window, and then asked him to take a detour to the front door of the hotel before walking in.

Although it is more convenient to climb through the window, since you can take the right path, it is better not to climb through the window.

The last time Miss Gan Yu came in through the window, she had lingering fears and was very scared. At that time, she twisted her foot.

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The young man walked around from the back window of the restaurant to the front of the restaurant. Although it was not a very far distance, a lot of rainwater still fell on the umbrella.

He put the umbrella away and shook it a few times in the open space outside the restaurant. He shook off all the water droplets on the umbrella before inserting it into the umbrella bucket at the door of the restaurant.

"Come in and sit down." Lu Qingci said.

The young man in front of him had been standing at the door since he came in, as if he had really come in to take shelter from the rain, for fear that he would occupy Lu Qingci's seat.

"I didn't want to disturb you at first. I just want to take shelter from the rain."

Mandrill nodded politely to Lu Qingci to express his gratitude, and then continued to stand in front of the restaurant, looking flatly at the pattering rain outside the window.

And this very sensible appearance successfully caused Lu Qingci to misunderstand.

He has no money.

How could a young man who was so poor that he couldn't afford to stay in a hotel and instead lived under a tree in the wilderness have the money to buy such expensive food from Qingyunzhai?

He was probably afraid that if he took a seat and didn't buy food, he would be unhappy or embarrassed.

What a sensible young man...

Although he is not a rich man, Qing Yunzhai's daily income is indeed a lot of money, which is much higher than the turnover of many restaurants.

At least I won't be hesitant about buying something, so... supporting a homeless teenager can be regarded as doing something good, right?

So Lu Qingci said to the young man in front of him in the gentlest tone possible: "Mandrill, where is your home?"

Lu Xingci knew that if he asked this question, he would most likely make the young man in front of him dissatisfied. After all, asking a homeless young man where his home was, to ordinary people, would be tantamount to driving him away.

But Lu Qingci didn't mean that. Although it was enough to have Xiangling helping in the store now, having one more boy could help a lot and give the boy a place to eat.

"My home?" The young man murmured softly, but did not continue. His eyes were still looking at the rain outside the window. Although there was no change, Lu Qingci always felt that there was a little more sadness in the young man's tone.

"Do you want to stay here?" Lu Qingci asked, "If you stay here, you can help me and you can stay here temporarily."

"Do you want to take me in?" The young man finally made a move and turned around to focus on Lu Qingci.

He didn't know why the man in front of him asked such a question, but his intuition told him that the man in front of him seemed to want to keep him here, and this man was not short of manpower, so... he just wanted to take him in.

Maybe not, but that's Mandrill's intuition.

Lu Qingci was slightly stunned by the straightforwardness of the young man in front of him, but he quickly came to his senses and smiled at him and said, "There's nothing wrong with saying that. I really want you to stay."

"If that's the case, then there's no need for it." Mandrill refused decisively and said, "I have a place to go."

Although Lu Qingci wanted to continue to persuade the young man's stubbornness, he did not want to force it.

After all, everyone wants to save face. If you keep trying to persuade someone regardless of their feelings, even if it is good for them, the other person will still feel uncomfortable.

But in short, I have already stated my purpose. If the other party is interested, they may come to find me later.

So Lu Qingci didn't say any more, but smiled and nodded and said, "It would be great if there is somewhere to go."

Mandrill didn't speak, he could definitely feel the care of the man in front of him.

He didn't know why someone he'd only met once would be so generous as to give him his own food, and he didn't know why Lu Qingci, a stranger to him, would stop him in the forest.

This was the first time a stranger had shown such care to him.

The second time they met, he was very generous and directly invited him to come in to take shelter from the rain, and even said that he wanted to take him in.

I really don’t understand something.

In other words, he doesn't understand himself. Why did he come to Qingyunzhai today?

He obviously found out that Lu Qingci's restaurant was here and looked for it. Why did he subconsciously say that he didn't know that he opened a restaurant here?

Probably because of the stranger's concern, or because of his portion of almond tofu.

After that day, the pain caused by karmic torture seemed to be slightly relieved.

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So he suspected that the problem was with the man in front of him, or with the food made by the man in front of him.

No matter what it is, he wants to know the truth.

But when he faced the gentle look on the man in front of him, Mandrill hesitated again. He didn't want to ask directly.

In other words, he didn't want the other party to know that this was the purpose of his visit.

The other party is so kind to me, a stranger, and if this is the only reason why I came here, I will break the good person's heart.

Lu Qingci is a good person.

He doesn't want to hurt or take advantage of.

"Then have you eaten?" Lu Qingci asked with a smile: "I also have some coconut bread here, if you don't mind, take it and eat it."

"No, thank you."

He happened to not have any money with him today, and Lu Qingci opened this restaurant to make a living, and he couldn't eat the source of his life in vain.

"Is that so? That's really a pity."

When Mandrill heard this, he put his eyes on Lu Qingci's face, his eyes seemed to be asking why it was such a pity?

"I was also thinking that there are very few customers of your age in the store, and I wanted to ask if it would suit the taste of people your age!"

"At my age..."

Mandrill fell into deep thought.

Are good people not just ordinary people, who can easily tell at a glance that they are not ordinary people?

Or...are you able to see through your own age easily?

"Yes, there are customers your age, but not many." Lu Qingci wanted to make it up as much as possible, so he said with a sad face: "So if you can help me taste it and give me an evaluation , it helps a lot.”

Seeing Lu Qingci's sad face, Mandrill was no longer as calm as before.

A good person has helped me twice, but if I am not even willing to do such a small favor, what is the difference between me and those who don't know how to repay me?

So the two parties were entangled, and Mandrill stood there without saying a word.

Lu Qingci also saw the hesitation of the young man in front of him, so he directly opened the heat preservation cover, took out a piece of coconut bread with a tong, put it on the bread paper, and handed it to Mandrill.

The only thing that can be eaten directly is the coconut bread. If some dishes are made now, Mandrill will definitely notice something.

Although the young man in front of me looks very innocent, if he does it so obviously, he will definitely be seen.

So I had to use coconut bread to let him eat some. Although this coconut bread may not be enough for a teenager in adolescence, it is about the same.

After all, this coconut bread is huge and the filling is very thick.

"Come and have a taste." Lu Qingci said with a smile to the young man in front of him.

Mandrill looked at the coconut bread in front of him. Because it had been handed to him, he could smell the unique smell of bread on the coconut bread, as well as some fragrant butter and coconut flavor?

The smell is very fragrant, even if it is not pungent, it can still make you salivate instantly.

Moving his eyes from the coconut bread to Lu Qingci's face, he couldn't resist the gentle and gentle smile of the good man.

Like the warm sun in winter, it reflected a touch of warmth on his hands when he was digging in the snow to eat and their hands were frozen.

By the time the boy reacted, he had already picked up the coconut bread in his hand, and he could feel the warmth through the bread paper.

When Lu Qingci saw the young man taking the coconut bread, he smiled and said, "I'll pour you something to drink, but I don't have any tea here, so just drink some hot milk."

It wasn't that he didn't want to drink juice for the boy in front of him, but Lu Qingci thought that if the boy in front of him drank more milk while he was still growing, he might grow taller.

So before the boy could react, Lu Qingci had already heated it up, put a glass of milk on the bed table, and invited the boy to sit over.

Although Mandrill didn't want to delay Lu Qingci's business, there were no guests in the house now, and a good person invited him so kindly, so he couldn't refuse.

So he walked over and sat tiptoe on the high stool. Looking at the steaming cup of milk on the long table in front of him, Mandrill felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

It seemed to be touching, and it seemed to be some other feeling... in short, it was a bit sour.

Under Lu Qingci's encouraging and gentle gaze, the boy finally raised the coconut bread in his hand and took a bite.

Surprisingly, there was no scene where the coconut flakes would fall all over after taking a bite, as the boy had imagined.

Instead, the coconut crumbs were very tightly stuck to the bread. Although there were some signs of looseness, they still did not fall on him.

This coconut bread did not disappoint in smell or taste.

Fragrant, soft, slightly chewy bread body, crispy coconut.

They all have a taste and texture that he has never tasted before.

After eating a few mouthfuls in a row, I still didn't feel dry. Instead, I felt like I was getting more and more energetic the more I ate.

But a good person actually prepared milk for him, so he had to drink every drop of it.

If you have leftovers, good people will not be able to drink it by themselves. It will be a pity if you throw it away, and it will ruin the good intentions of good people.

So I picked up the milk in front of me and could feel the warm temperature through the wall of the cup. I raised my head and took a sip.

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The slightly sweet liquid with the aroma of milk flowed into the boy's mouth.

He looked at the glass of milk in front of him with some surprise. It seemed to be different from what he had drunk before.

It's sweeter, smoother, richer and richer.

And it doesn't have the slightest smell of milk.

Is it because it was heated?

No, he thought, it probably wasn't the heat.

The food here at Good Man, whether it is the almond tofu I ate that day, the unfinished coconut bread in my hand, or the glass of milk in front of me, seems to be different from the past.

Just like the almond tofu I ate that day, it was more tender and smooth than others. It felt like eating the freshest almond tofu in Xinghualin. There is something touching about people.

His favorite almond tofu has been eaten many times and he has always liked this food, but he did not expect that there would be such delicious almond tofu in the world.

There is also milk and coconut bread in front of me. Although I have never eaten coconut bread before, I have still eaten bread.

The taste and aroma of the bread are also very different from those usually eaten, which all shows how superb the good people's cooking skills are.

So why is the milk different from what you drink on weekdays?

Is it because the sources of purchase are different?

What surprised Mandrill the most was not just the extraordinary deliciousness of the food, but the warm and comfortable feeling that spread throughout his body from the moment he took his first bite of coconut bread.

Every sip will be more comfortable, including the milk you just drank.

The pain I endured is still painful but it seems less painful than before.

Is this all a credit to the food made by good people?

But he thinks this is the work of good people.

Could it be that good people have seen their age and identity, so they must give themselves these foods to help themselves?

Good people must not be ordinary people.

Could it be that he is like that person, hiding his own strength to make himself more like an ordinary person?

With Mandrill thinking this in his mind, his eyes looking at Lu Qingci changed from being moved and gentle to adding a touch of reverence.

No matter which one it is, whether the good man knows his identity or not, he must thank the good man.

"How can I thank you?" Mandrill's hand held the coconut bread tightly, but he couldn't bear to crush the bread too hard.

Seeing the young man in front of him being moved and holding back after eating the food hurt Lu Qingci's heart.