Is it for me
Tang Bingchuan hesitated for a moment before he was sure it was for him.
The man inside never wears a hat at all other times except that he wears a hat when he comes to inspect.
Tang Bingchuan hesitated as he held this ultra-luxury lunch box.
In fact, as long as he endured it for a while longer until the man inside finished eating, he would almost pass the most unbearable period of hunger.
He has experienced this hunger many times since he was born, and he is already familiar with how to resist it.
But when he was the hungriest, someone gave him this box of lunch.
Looking at the date printed on the front, it expires after tonight.
Tang Bingchuan silently looked at the boxed lunch in his hand, and after a while, put the boxed lunch back on the cash register table.
"Tick."
The microwave oven soon beeped, disturbing Tang Bingchuan's thoughts.
The box lunch is ready.
Tang Bingchuan was a little dazed looking at the steaming food.
He has been struggling to survive, and he has not eaten freshly warmed food in a long time, and it is... so rich.
The heated curry potatoes are in a semi-soft state, and the chicken legs are shining with attractive oil, mixed with the aroma of rice, which makes people move their index fingers.
The smell of food made his stomach, which was only filled with cold water, spasm violently, as if calling for him to eat.
Although he was already so hungry that his stomach felt convulsive pain, Tang Bingchuan still moved steadily and carefully picked up a mouthful of rice.
Tang Bingchuan chewed the plump and elastic rice rolling between his lips and teeth, and opened his mouth a little unaccustomed to take a few breaths.
Very hot.
But... delicious.
The steaming hot food slid down the esophagus, ironing the internal organs as if it could melt all the cold.
Tang Bingchuan cherished the rice with the curry sauce and ate it clean, not even missing the sesame seeds sticking to the edge of the box. He chewed every bite carefully, as if he wanted to firmly remember the taste of these foods.
Some people may not have to run around for survival from birth, that is lucky, but he is not, he has to learn how to struggle to keep himself and his grandmother and sister alive very early.
He is past the age of complaining, and he knows how to allow himself to accept kindness that cannot be returned. But the tactile feeling brought to him by this boxed lunch was as if his heart, which had long been numb and cold, was suddenly soaked in hot water and melted warmly.
Tang Bingchuan repeatedly looked at the note pasted on the lunch box. The font on it was thin and powerful, with a bit of chic, unlike the words that anyone he knew could write.
There were very few guests today, and only two people came before the meal time.
Tang Bingchuan carefully recalled today's work process. He has the ability to never forget, but most of his energy today is to finish the work for the man and write the work report for him. impression.
"Xiao Tang! The store manager just urged me to write a work report. Have you finished it? Xiao Tang!"
The man's voice came right into his ears. Tang Bingchuan packed the chicken leg he left behind in a grocery bag, then carefully folded the sticky note and put it in the inner lining of his clothes.
"coming."
*****
"What the hell did you say to Zong Weihuai? Are you deaf? Can't you understand human speech?"
"I did not say anything… "
"I didn't say anything. Why did you queue up behind him? Don't you know that's where Sister Zhai is?"
"I'm sorry I just changed schools, I really don't know..."
The suppressed sobs and the insults and sarcasm of several girls continued to come from the corner, Yan Shiying frowned slightly, suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and pretended to be ignorant: "What's wrong?"
Ning Hong lazily glanced at the girl who was being pushed and shoved in the corner by a group of people, and turned her head away, "Oh, that new transfer student didn't know the rules, so he ran to talk to Zong Weihuai casually, Zhai Zhizheng is leading someone to teach her a lesson."
The short girl sitting next to her blew on her freshly applied nail polish, and sneered, "Isn't it because I think I'm pretty, so I want to hook up with Zong Weihuai, and I don't want to see if I have the qualifications. None of us have a turn, how can we get her turn."
There was another dull kicking sound from the corner and Zhai Zhizheng's scolding "Don't make a sound", and the short girl sneered again, "It deserves it."
Yan Shiying quickly glanced at the corner, and saw that the circle of girls around her was faintly centered on Zhai Zhizheng. Under Zhai Zhizheng's intensified reprimand, several girls bullied each other even more emotionally.
There are people passing by this corner of the academy from time to time, but their attitudes are indifferent as if they are used to it.
Yan Shiying looked away, and suddenly said, "By the way, how was your meal last time?"
As soon as Yan Shiying mentioned this topic, Ning Hong immediately straightened up with joy, "It's a pity that you left so soon last time, you don't know that we chatted with Qi Haoran a lot, and he looks really good when he smiles Even if I can’t get close to Zong Weihuai, I’m willing to talk to him more…”
Seeing that Ning Hong was soon immersed in longing for Qi Haoran, Yan Shiying sneered in her heart, she knew that she would be fascinated by Qi Haoran, even if she asked her, she would only be nymphomaniac and couldn't say anything useful Information.
But that's good too, at least she will forget about her brief encounter with Qin Muxu, so that she will not fall into the same fate as the transfer student.
"Isn't the club registration for this semester starting soon? He also invited me to visit the club he joined..."
"It's not you, it's us." The short girl corrected.
"Oh, it's all the same." Ning Hong approached Yan Shiying excitedly again, "The look you taught me last time was too effective, do you still have time? Can you give me a hand before we meet next time?" Help me get a shape again?"
"What are you doing, Yan Shiying is still helping me make something." The short girl pouted dissatisfiedly, "I will use it before this Sunday."
"It's a matter of my life. How can your homework be more important than mine?" Ning Hong shook her hand and hugged her arm, "Yan Shiying, you will help me, right?"
"This..." Yan Shiying made a hesitant voice, not surprisingly seeing the short girl glaring at her fiercely.
"Why don't you do both, anyway, aren't you free? Just go to my house later to see if there is something suitable for my wardrobe and jewelry cabinet, so it's settled!"
her home
Yan Shiying's heart skipped a beat, if she remembered correctly, this should be a good opportunity to separate Zhai Zhizhen and her little sister.
The two were dragged to Ning Hong's house together.
Those who can be Zhai Zhizhen's little sister will naturally not be so poor. Although the specifications of those jewelry wardrobes were far from the specifications of Yan Shiying's home in the previous world, they were still quite diverse.
This is the first time for Ning Hong to bring Yan Shiying to her cloakroom. She was confidently waiting for Yan Shiying to marvel, but she didn't expect that she just opened her eyes and said nothing. boring.
Ning Hong curled her lips in disappointment.
Just as she was about to make a cup of tea and relax, she suddenly heard Yan Shiying's low cry.
"Huh? This bracelet?"
A smile immediately bloomed on Ning Hong's face. As soon as she walked over and heard what Yan Shiying said, the smile on her face froze immediately.