Chapter 595 Quasimodo's Heart (6)
"Tomato and egg noodles, pig's trotter noodles, here they are." The old man put down the bowl, smiled kindly at the newcomer Huang Lixing, and said to him in Korean: "Are you this girl's boyfriend?"
"No! No! We are colleagues." The Chinese girl answered faster than him, explaining that Huang Lixing, who was already in his mouth, unconsciously fiddled with the chopsticks on the bowl of noodles.
"So that's how it is." The old man looked at Huang Lixing with a little melancholy, as if he was regretful, "I thought you and this girl were a couple. This girl always came alone every time before. It's rare to see her bring someone with her." This made Huang Lixing feel a little embarrassed. In fact, Huang Lixing was only closer to Cui Shiyi today.
"We are really just ordinary colleagues." Shiyi explained again calmly.
The melancholy in the old man's eyes did not diminish, and he said to her in Chinese: "I think you two are a good match."
"You old man, young people know their own business. Why don't you pay the bill quickly?" The old woman who cooked noodles glanced at him, and he noticed that the guests next to him had finished eating.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang." The tiny starlight in Shi Yi's eyes made Huang Lixing's eyes dazzled.
"You're welcome, then I'll go to pay the bill." He said goodbye to the two politely, and said to Huang Lixing in Korean: "Please enjoy your meal." After paying the bill, he returned to the stall to help.
"Really an interesting old couple." Huang Lixing smiled politely at Shi Yi, shaking the chopsticks in his hand in the bowl, obviously not used to using Chinese tableware. In fact, this was one of the few times he used Chinese tableware. He wanted to ask what the old woman said to her, she was smiling so happily.
"If it's inconvenient, there are forks here." Shi Yi directly handed him the black disposable fork in the chopstick cage on the table.
Huang Lixing felt a little embarrassed at the moment, and was hesitating whether to take it. Shi Yi tilted her head to the side and said frankly: "Don't mind, they are not used to using chopsticks either." He looked around and it was indeed as she said. The locals basically used disposable tableware and did not use chopsticks. He felt much better using disposable forks.
"Wow, so tender and smooth, so fresh, and melts in the mouth. How did you do it?" Huang Lixing ate such delicious pig's trotters for the first time and was about to indulge in the feast of taste.
"You have to ask the boss about this question." Shi Yi looked up at him and suddenly whispered, "But even if you ask, you won't know the answer. Because this is their secret."
"Secret." He spit out the pig's trotter bone in his mouth, picked up another piece and put it in his mouth, and said seriously, "Indeed, this is someone else's business secret. Tell me, how can you do business in the future."
Shi Yi was amused by his serious look, and she almost laughed out loud when she stuffed a big mouthful of egg into her mouth. The handsome man was confused, "Did I say something wrong just now?"
"No, no..." Shi Yi continued to eat noodles. What she didn't tell him was that even if he knew how to make pig's trotter noodles, he couldn't make it taste the same as the boss's, because these ingredients also have their own secret recipes.
After eating the noodles, the two walked side by side on the way home. A huge full moon hung high in the sky, and under the street lights, the shadows of the two were stretched very long.
"Okay, this is my home." Shi Yi stopped.
Huang Lixing looked up and thought he was seeing things. Isn't this apartment building where he lives?
"You live here?" He swore to the sky that he didn't mean anything else.
"Yeah. I've lived here since I came to Korea." Shi Yi took the lead and took two steps forward, waving to him, "Eat the hot noodles, and your stomach won't be uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow."
Huang Lixing liked her thoughtfulness a little. He strode towards her and said in a friendly manner, "Which floor do you live on? I live on the third floor."
"Ah?" He saw the Chinese girl widen her already small eyes in a daze, and repeated in a good mood, "I live on the third floor. Which floor does Miss Shi Yi live on?"
"I live on the third floor too."
After she said this, Huang Lixing was stunned, "Do you really live on the third floor too?"
"Yes. I live in 303, and the one next door is 301."
"This apartment building has two elevators and four households. Opposite 303 is 302, and opposite 301 is 304. No wonder we have never met before." Huang Lixing shook his head. He never thought that the two of them lived so close to each other.
"So you are?"
"Across from you, 302." Huang Lixing smiled at the Chinese girl in front of him, and said the Chinese people's favorite phrase, "It's really fate."
"Hahaha", Shi Yi looked back and laughed as well, showing his neat white teeth, and said softly: "It's really fate."
As if shot by the bow and arrow of the god of love, Bikkhu, Huang Lixing's body stiffened, holding his heart and standing there in a daze. Just now, he actually felt that the Chinese girl's smile was as beautiful as the warm spring sun.
"Then let's take the elevator together." The Chinese girl did not notice his condition, but walked straight into the apartment building.
Fortunately, his abnormality just now was not discovered. In a second, his heart that was shot slowly resumed beating. He took a few big steps to catch up with her, and the elevator door just opened.
The two entered the elevator and had nothing to say. Huang Lixing glanced at the mirror in the elevator, and the girl's figure was clearly reflected.
The girl wore a high-waisted white suit today, and her legs under the skirt were white and delicate. At the same time, he found that the girl's body proportions were particularly good, with a 5:8 ratio between the upper and lower body, which completely conformed to the golden ratio. Why didn't he notice this before?
"Okay, let's rest, good night." The girl waved goodbye to him again after leaving the elevator.
"You should rest early too." Huang Lixing watched the girl open the door and go in, then turned and walked towards 302 where he lived. On the way, he pulled his tie and spit out the foul air in his mouth. When
Huang Lixing got home, the first thing he did was not to turn on the lights, but to close the door and lie on the sofa. The six-year relationship ended, and he had no idea how to explain it to his relatives and friends. But at the same time, he was also glad that he didn't bring his ex-girlfriend home early, otherwise it would be more embarrassing to recall it now that they are separated.
He frowned in deep thought. Why did he care about the fact that his girlfriend, who he had been in love with for many years, didn't tell him the reason for the breakup? Did he care about the embarrassment of recalling his past life after bringing her home? Instead of caring about the other person himself? Could it be that he never loved the other person at all?
He didn't dare to think about the six-year relationship anymore. He felt that he needed to see a psychologist. Not only to consult about his emotions, but also to consult about the strangeness of his day - how could an ugly girl suddenly become a girl with all the advantages in his eyes?
(End of this chapter)
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