August is scorching hot, and the noon sun is still high in the sky.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the restaurant was gradually deserted.
Cheng Chu closed the piano cover and rubbed his sore wrist.
A glass of lemonade was handed over at the right time.
She took it naturally and drank half a glass.
"I'm thirsty." She put down the cup, rubbed her wrists, and complained, "Why don't people drink water."
Gu Miao frowned, and there was a burst of sourness in her heart.
If it wasn't for herself, she would never have come to work in such a place in her entire life.
Seeing him frown, Cheng Chu quickly asked with a smile, "Have you eaten yet? I haven't eaten the staff meal yet."
Her original job was from 4:00 pm to 10:00 pm, but this morning, the pianist had something to do, so she replaced her job.
"It's still cooking over there." Gu Miao whispered.
A chubby voice drifted over from the side, "You'd better not have any hope for the staff meal."
The chefs in the store take a break at noon, and the work of cooking has always come in turns, and one person does it for three days.
Someone over there shouted from a distance: "The meal is ready, come and eat."
A group of people walked to the kitchen with a sullen face.
Cheng Chu followed Gu Miao into the kitchen, stood on tiptoe, and probed into the crowd.
I saw the red and green fried rice still steaming, next to a large pot of clear soup, it didn't look too bad.
"Today's beef fried rice, and steamed fish, served with mustard shredded pork soup, let's queue up for the dishes."
The kitchen was hot and humid, and everyone was huddled together.
"I'll cook for you, it's too hot here, you go and sit outside first." Gu Miao pushed her out to the kitchen.
Even when the store is closed, employees have their own rest area and are not allowed to sit on the seats of guests.
There was no air conditioner in the staff area, and the scorching sun outside the window shone in through the window. Cheng Chu moved two chairs, and the plastic seats were hot from the sun. She took a long time to sit on it.
There, Gu Miao came in with two plates and a bottle of ice Coke.
He raised the can, and made a sound of bubbles.
"Here." He inserted a straw and handed it to Cheng Chu, "Just now you said you wanted to drink iced Coke."
The temperature in the room was high, and there was a thin layer of sweat on the young man's clean forehead. He panted slightly and set the bowl, spoon and chopsticks for Cheng Chu.
The iced cola touched his fingertips, bringing a cool touch, Cheng Chu took a sip and handed it to him, "You also have a drink."
The teenager shook his head and pushed the Coke back, "I don't drink it, I'll just drink the soup."
He sat down on the hot plastic seat and ate his meal with a big mouth.
Cheng Chu's heart was aching.
The sun at noon made people lose their appetite, and she ate a beef fried rice with her head down.
This bowl of rice has a lot of beef grains, but it is hard and almost tasteless, and the soup next to it is as bland as boiled water.
She swallowed a few mouthfuls, but couldn't take it anymore.
Gu Miao, who was sitting opposite, had already eaten more than half of it, and even drank the bowl of boiled water.
The staff room was cramped and crowded, and the stench of sour sweat reappeared at some point.
Gu Miao raised her eyes, glanced at her dinner plate, pursed her lips, and said, "Can't you eat? I'll go to the kitchen and ask if I can cook, and I'll make some for you."
"No need, no need." Cheng Chu quickly grabbed his hand, swallowed a mouthful of rice, and said with a forced smile, "Actually, it's alright, but it's a bit bland, can I get you some soy sauce? I want to eat it with a mix. "
The boy stood up immediately, "I'll go find it for you."
As soon as he left, Xiaopang came over and said, "Cheng Chu, today is a good day for you. Let me tell you, the food made by Gu Miao is delicious. Have you ever eaten it?"
Cheng Chu shook his head.
Xiao Pang took a sip of water and said cheerfully: "I tell you, the sauce made by Brother Miao is also a must. As long as you put a spoonful in this rice, I can eat two bowls immediately."
In the small room, many people had finished eating, and got up to clean up the dishes.
The teenager squeezed in, and saw Xiao Pang leaning over to Cheng Chu's side, his face flushed with laughter.
He pursed his lips and walked over quickly.
"Gu Miao, you're here." Cheng Chu smiled and raised his eyes.
The young man was still holding a small plate in his hand, his solemn eyebrows slightly stretched.
"I asked the kitchen, and they said they can only use eggs, so I scrambled one for you, and you can eat it." He handed over the small plate.
The strong aroma of scrambled eggs mixed with the aroma of shallots spread quickly.
The little fat man on the side shouted: "Miao brother, why are you not a brother, and you don't give me one."
Gu Miao glanced at him coldly, took out a glass jar from nowhere, and handed it to Cheng Chu, "This is the sauce I made, I brought it a few days ago and put it in the refrigerator and forgot to take it back, you can try mixing it. Taste it."
Little Fatty was about to scream happily, "Quick, quick, give me a spoon too."
But Gu Miao didn't even glance at him.
The staff area gradually quieted down, and some people reclined on chairs and fell asleep.
Cheng Chu scooped a spoonful of sauce and mixed it on the bland and tasteless rice, and a strong and spicy smell came to the nostrils.
"It's so fragrant." She took a mouthful of rice, and the aroma of chili peppers with sesame seeds rushed to her throat instantly.
The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and his cold brows gradually opened into soft waves.
Xiao Pang's eyes were straight next to him, "Give me a spoonful, please, look at the humble me."
Cheng Chu handed over the glass jar, and Xiao Pang immediately licked his face and smiled: "Thank you, girl."
While digging the sauce, he muttered and complained, "It's not enough brother, I just praised you just now, so treat me like this."
Gu Miao's dark eyes flashed.
The cicadas outside the window chirped tirelessly. Cheng Chu took a mouthful of rice, looked up and said, "Little Fatty just praised you for cooking deliciously. This is the first time I have eaten your cooking."
She lowered her head and scrambled eggs with chopsticks and put them in her mouth.
The eggs were scrambled tenderly and seasoned just right.
Cheng Chu smiled and said, "I think he's right. Next time it's your turn to cook, I also want to come and eat."
Her smiling eyes curved into small crescents, and the two looming small dimples seemed to be covered with honey.
The boy's fingers trembled, because her compliment reddened his ears.
"No, no." He curled his fingers.
There was silence all around, the boy sat down, his drooping eyelashes trembled and trembled, and then he said in a low voice, "I'll make it for you alone next time."
At noon that day, Cheng Chu ate a large bowl of rice with the bottle of sauce.
Gu Miao hurriedly helped her clean up the dishes, and when she turned around, she saw her covering her mouth and yawning delicately.
"Tired?" he asked.
Cheng Chu rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice, "A little bit."
But she didn't want to lie down on the chair like the people next to her.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "I'll sleep on my stomach."
The room was silent, and a few wisps of breeze blew from the window, wiping away the heat a little.
The boy gently moved the chair over and sat beside Cheng Chu.
He clutched his hands, his heart pounding.
"Why don't you sleep with me?"
Cheng Chu was wiping the table with a napkin, and his fingertips froze when he heard this.
She raised her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her.
The afternoon sun is no longer dazzling, and it falls through the window gently.
The boy pursed his lips shyly, his Adam's apple rolled nervously.
He didn't hear the girl's answer, he lowered his eyes in disappointment, stretched out a few tissues and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to, I'll help you clean the table."
Cheng Chu leaned over and pulled out the tissue in his hand, took his hand and whispered, "Who said I didn't want to."
The girl's hand was very soft, gently wrapping the back of his hand, and the young man's heart was like a disobedient little rabbit in his arms, rushing on and off regardless.
In the summer, a burst of warmth gradually approached, but the young man's hot heart gradually calmed down.
The girl's breath was as light as a feather, softly brushing the side of his neck.
"Then I'll sleep." She leaned up, and a strand of thin hair rubbed against the boy's cheek.
He stiffened, and the light fragrance of the girl swept into his nostrils, and then slowly penetrated into his heart.
Time passed little by little, the breathing on the neck gradually stabilized, and the boy's wild beating heart also calmed down.
He tilted his head slightly.
In the afternoon sun, the girl's cheeks were like a newly-ripening peach, revealing some attractive tender powder, and the tip of her nose was adorned with a few small beads of sweat, which was charming and cute.
The numb warmth spread from his heart, and Gu Miao only felt that the girl was like a small hook, which took all his attention away with every breath.
His fingertips trembled hesitantly, and after all, he couldn't resist the temptation to gently wrap the girl's hand in his palm.
A few gardenias were planted outside the lounge, and when the breeze blew, the fragrance of the flowers filled the house.
Cheng Chu woke up in a daze, the weightlessness of falling in the dream had not stopped, she panted slightly and raised her head.
"Are you awake?" Gu Miao closed the book on her lap.
He raised his eyes, looked at the girl's frowning brows, lowered his voice, and revealed some caution: "Didn't you sleep well?"
Cheng Chu reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, "No."
She bowed her head, Xu Xian hadn't woken up yet, Taohua's eyes were hazy, with a faint glow of water, "What are you looking at?"
"Introduction to Database Systems" Cheng Chu rubbed his eyes, "Are you studying for a university course?"
The boy nodded, his dark eyes flashing slightly.
The girl didn't sleep peacefully. There were several sleep marks on her white cheeks. The weather was so hot that her forehead was covered in sweat, and strands of hair stuck to her cheeks.
He lowered his eyes, his hands beside him clenched into fists, and the knuckles of his knuckles were turning white.
The sun outside the window fell on the ground, but it seemed to be scorching his dim and remorseful heart,
The shallow bitterness mixed with the stuffiness slowly spread from the body.
She is the little princess at the apex of her family. If it wasn't for herself, how would she eat such unpalatable meals and suffer like this on weekdays.
The air was noisy and muggy.
Cheng Chu leaned over and took his hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
The boy lowered his eyes, clasped her hand tightly, and shook his head.
Cheng Chu rested his head on his shoulder and said softly, "You keep everything in your heart, and sometimes I don't know what you are thinking. Last time you left quietly, which made me Sad for a long time."
The boy's heart trembled, his voice hoarse, "I'm sorry."
"Don't always say sorry." The girl leaned on his shoulder and rubbed gently, her gentle voice seemed to float into his heart.
"We are a couple now and need to be honest with each other. Sometimes I have nightmares where you leave without a sound, and I don't even know why."
She sniffed, her butterfly-like eyelashes stained with dew, "Brother Miao, I want to know what's on your mind and why you're unhappy."
The room was silent, and the girl's voice floated in the air, but she spoke frankly the whispers between the two.
Gu Miao's lips were pursed white, her hands on her knees loosened and clenched, clenched and loosened, and her dark eyes were full of gloom.
It seemed like a long time, or maybe just a few seconds, his Adam's apple rolled and finally opened his mouth.
"Chuchu, I'm not worthy of you."
For the first time in his life, he so straightforwardly expressed the low self-esteem that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
"I have nothing, no family, no money, and I can't give you anything." He lowered his eyes, and his hoarse voice was a little helpless. "You will only suffer if you follow me."
"No." The girl shook her head gently, her soft hair rubbing against his neck, and seemed to soothe his sad heart.
"I didn't suffer, I am happy every day with you." She paused and said, "What you have given me is much more than you think."
The girl's words were like a fire, burning recklessly at the tip of his heart, and the scorching heat rising in his body made him stop breathing for a moment.
"And." The girl suddenly withdrew from his arms, raised her eyes and said, "You will be very powerful in the future."
The future President Gu, strategizing and killing decisively, stomped his feet slightly, and the entire sea market would be shaken.
It was a quiet summer afternoon, and the light in the girl's eyes seemed to instantly illuminate the dark corner of the boy's heart.
His throat was dry, and the tremor in his heart made him unable to say a word for a while.
But he also understood how strong the courage and determination surged in his heart at that moment because of the girl's words.
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