Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

After taking the menu Xiaosan handed to her, her tone seemed a little stiff for a moment.

"M-understood, please wait for a moment, right now, let's prepare for you."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left without turning his head, as if he was fleeing from some terrible existence.

Xiao San, who didn't raise his head from the beginning to the end, heard the hurried footsteps leaving, and recalled the familiar voice, and almost confirmed the identity of the place in his heart.

'So did you work here?Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. '

He has always known that the other party is working hard, but Xiaosan never thought that the other party is actually working in such a close place, and this happens to be a place that Xiaosan has never been to.

That is to say, I just came here today, and I was too lazy to go to other places, so I walked into this restaurant. Otherwise, it would be hard to say when I would meet Qingshan Qihai who is working part-time.

Although Qingshan Qihai was the one who ordered Xiaosan's food, but the person who served Xiaosan's order was obviously not Qingshan Qihai.

Xiao San didn't raise his head to see who the other party was, he quietly looked at the full dishes on his table, quietly pulled out the chopsticks at the side, let out a light breath, and started eating.

In the distant green hills and seven seas, looking at Xiaosan, who was nothing different, he was a little surprised at the arrival of the other party, and always felt that the other party seemed to be slightly different from the previous appearance.

"Is that boy Qihai's type you like? It looks good."

Passing by the colleagues beside her, following the eyes of Qingshan Qihai, she saw Xiaosan who was cooking in the distance, and said with a light smile.

"No, it's not!"

Qingshan Qihai who was teased hastily denied.

"But you've been staring at him since just now. Could it be someone you know?"

"That's right..."

The level of cooking is so-so, Xiaosan doesn't think the cooking can be said to be excellent, and there is no big difference from his own cooking. Perhaps the only difference is that this kind of cooking looks better.

At least when he was doing it at home, he wouldn't waste extra time doing things like arranging the dishes.

Ramen noodles will become mushy after a long time, so Xiaosan first brought the ramen noodles in front of him, and started to start slowly.

'It is said to be spicy, but the taste is still a bit bland, let's add some vinegar and chili oil. '

Reaching out to pick up the seasoning on the side, to add a little more flavor to his ramen, Xiaosan tasted it with satisfaction, the expression on his face was indifferent and calm.

"The total is 1385 yen. Thank you for your patronage. Welcome to come again next time."

Handing over the cost of the meal to the clerk, Xiaosan felt that his entire stomach was already full, and felt that it was a bit difficult for him to walk. He looked down at his slightly invisible, slightly bulging stomach, and couldn't help sighing. tone.

It seems that dying to death is not a distant thing for normal people.

"So, what are we going to do next?"

Looking at the street with already lit street lights, Xiaosan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, he didn't know what he should do next, and he didn't really want to go back home.

But if he was wandering outside, Xiaosan didn't know where he could go.

"Hey handsome guy, do you want to play together?"

While wandering around in the street unconsciously, someone suddenly stopped Xiaosan, and the three girls who looked a little mature in their clothes and attire, who seemed to be high school students, stopped Xiaosan who was going forward.

Looking at the hair tied in front of her forehead, blocking herself, there are some playful and cute girls standing behind her, the blond girl who seems to be of mixed race, and the sports girl with wheat-colored skin, Xiao San stretched out his finger Take a look at yourself.

"me?"

"Of course, because the three of them felt a bit boring, so I wanted to find someone else to play with, so I chose a passerby. I wonder if you are interested, big brother?"

His eyes stayed on the faces of the three girls for a while, and Xiaosan, who didn't notice any malice, felt a little interesting, didn't refuse, and smiled slightly.

"Okay."

When he got home, Xiaosan felt that his whole legs were a little weak.

"The three of you, are all high school girls so open? Hiss, ah......"

Taking off his coat, Xiaosan walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water, adjusted to lukewarm water, stood under the shower, closed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After agreeing to the invitation of the three girls, I followed them to a KTV. In the box, I thought it would be enough to just sing a song, but I didn't expect those girls to have such a good time.

"Are you so good at playing?"

What happened in the ktv before could not help appearing in his mind, for Xiaosan, it was really exciting, exciting that he had never experienced before.

While singing, playing games like O or something.

"Next time, if you have a chance, ask them out again."

Coming out of the bathroom, Xiaosan picked up his mobile phone from the table, glanced at the three extra contact information in his mobile phone, the corners of Xiaosan's mouth slightly curled up.

The playful and lovely younger sister girl, the mixed-race blond beautiful girl, and the ordinary high school girl in the sports department, the three of them played together, Xiaosan had never imagined that there would be such a day.

It was still sunny at noon, Xiaosan sat alone on Tiantai Mountain, avoiding other people, sitting alone on the bench, gnawing bread, while looking at the people walking on the playground in the distance, his eyes seemed empty. When he was wandering and dazed, footsteps sounded.

"You really like this place very much. Is there anything special about it?"

Looking back at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu who came from a distance, Xiaosan took a look at the clear and blue sky, a few white clouds like thin smoke floating in the distant sky.

"I don't know, who knows, what can I do for you."

"About the work."

"I'm not good at romance. Wouldn't it be easier to ask your editor or talk about a relationship without breaking up?"