Chapter 56

There were too many children, and Roger was sweating profusely while walking around. Especially the two naughty kids who met at the entrance, who followed them like ghosts all the way. Roger wanted to eat a chocolate (the last process in the chocolate making area, pressing a button will cause a robot to deliver chocolate), but every time he pressed a button, the two naughty kids would come over and take his chocolate away. Roger politely said to them in English at first: "This is mine, if you want to eat it, please press it yourself."

One of the children said fiercely: "This is mine." He also looked at Roger provocatively and stuffed all the chocolate spit out by the robot into his mouth.

Roger didn't bother with them. He blocked the chocolate outlet and pressed the button again. As a result, the two naughty kids cooperated with each other. One of them pulled Roger from the side, and the other took the opportunity to steal his chocolate. Roger finally couldn't help it and said with a fierce expression: "You are so rude. I will call the police to arrest you."

The two naughty kids were not afraid at all and laughed at him loudly: "Idiot, the police don't care about this!"

Roger was so angry that he planned to complain to their mother, but he couldn't find anyone. It seemed that the two naughty kids had lost their mother. Luo Jie looked around and turned around to see He Songgao just watching without helping. He immediately got angry and said, "I was bullied and you didn't help me. You just stood there and watched. That's too much."

He Songgao then walked up to the two children and said, "Your mother doesn't want you anymore."

The children were stunned and said, "You are lying. She just went to the toilet."

"Does it take so long to go to the toilet?" He Songgao showed a regretful expression, "It must be because you are too naughty, she doesn't love you anymore. She wants to find a better child to be her child, and you are abandoned."

The two children were stunned and cried: "Wuwuwu, you are lying, my mother didn't abandon us, she just went to the toilet, Mom! Mom! Wuwuwuwu..."

Luo Jie was stunned: "Are you too much?" How could he treat a child like this? He glared at He Songgao, "I will have a psychological shadow."

"Didn't you ask me to help you?" He Songgao shrugged and said.

"..." He really helped a lot, and the children were scared to death.

The staff found two children lying on the ground crying. When they asked, they found out that their mother was missing. They quickly asked their colleagues to take them to find their mother. Before the children had gone far away, He Songgao came over and helped him press the button to release the chocolate. With a "click", a piece of chocolate fell out. "Eat it."

After eating three pieces of chocolate in a row, Roger found that no one seemed to care even if he kept pressing the button. He whispered, "Let's take some back." Then he pressed it again.

A serious German woman was watching from behind. Roger felt a little embarrassed. He pressed it twice and left.

Fortunately, he turned a corner and saw a chocolate shop. Roger went over to pick some. He didn't dare to buy too much, so he packed a few kinds in a small bag. Next, they went to visit the chocolate pool. In the display area, they saw a place to make chocolate, but unfortunately they had to make an appointment in advance. Roger stuck to the glass counter and watched several children making DIY chocolate inside. He Songgao walked over, put his hand on his forehead and pulled him back, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Roger said, his eyes reluctant to leave the interesting DIY production table.

"Let's go downstairs for coffee. Are you hungry?"

"Not bad." Roger watched for a while, and the little girl inside smiled shyly at him and used a stirring stick to stir the chocolate in the cup seriously.

"Want to play?" He Songgao said.

"Don't you think it's fun?"

"Come and play next time, and make an appointment in advance."

"When is the next time?"

"Next year."

"When next year?"

"This time next year." He Songgao said.

Luo Jie smiled happily, stretched out his pinky finger, and said, "Hook, if you don't bring me here next year, you'll be a dog."

"Childish," He Songgao said, with a look of disgust on his face, but he still stretched out his pinky finger to cooperate with his little trick, "Hook."

Let's go downstairs for coffee.

Luo Jie ordered a cup of hot cocoa. He Songgao only likes black coffee, and it's always this, with a very simple taste. Although he missed the meal, Luo Jie was not hungry at all. He ordered a chocolate karst cake and ate it with hot cocoa. It felt like he had eaten up all the chocolate for a year.

He Songgao looked at him from the opposite side and asked him, "Is it not sweet?"

Roger smacked his lips and said, "Not sweet. Do you want to try it?"

"Okay."

He thought He Songgao was not interested in these things and would politely refuse, but who knew that he really took a small fork and picked up a piece. The chocolate cake was covered with a layer of karst sauce. People who don't like it will definitely think it is sweet and greasy. Sure enough, He Songgao took a bite and put down the fork: "It's okay."

This is not liking it. Roger smiled and said, "Let me order you a salad, do you want one?"

"Not going to lunch?"

"It's past one now, I'm not hungry." After eating chocolate, he asked, "Do you want to eat?" He felt that this question was a bit redundant. He had been eating chocolate the whole time, and He Songgao hadn't eaten anything. He must be starving now. He was upset that he was only playing and neglected his good friend. "Wait for me, I'll go order something for you." He took He Songgao's card and ordered a vegetable salad, a croissant, and the apple pie he wanted. There were many people, so he waited in line for a while. It was almost two o'clock when they finished eating.

"Where are we going now?" Roger asked He Songgao while licking the fork he used to pick up the apple pie.

"Where do you want to go?"

"It's so sweet." Roger felt like he had turned into chocolate from the inside out, and his stomach was sticky. He suggested, "Let's go for a walk."

"Eating too much sweets can make you fat," said He Songgao.

"I know. But I don't eat it every day, just today."

"Let's go."

When leaving the museum, Roger took out his camera and took some photos of He Songgao. This guy is very photogenic and looks good without any special poses. He asked He Songgao to stand on the viewing platform and took a particularly good-looking side profile photo with Cologne Cathedral as the background. "So handsome," he admired the handsome photo of He Songgao on the display screen, "You are quite deceptive, you look like Andy Lau."

He Songgao walked over and leaned close to the camera screen: "Andy Lau? How do they look like each other?"

"It's to describe you as being as handsome as Andy Lau, unprecedented and unrivalled." Roger flattered out of habit, and then he found that they were a little close.

Not a little, but very close. So close that he and He Songgao were shoulder to shoulder, head to head, and he felt that half of his body was in He Songgao's arms, and He Songgao's hand was still on top of his hand, operating the camera button, switching the photos just taken one by one. Roger felt a little uncomfortable, he felt that his face would soon be pressed against He Songgao's face, only couples would be so intimate, he thought, and then quietly moved away a little. Just a little bit, the atmosphere that would make him hold his breath disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "My photography skills are very good. I guarantee that every photo will look good. You don't have to check it."

"Yeah." He Songgao said, but he didn't move. He maintained the same posture and continued to stare at the camera screen.

A familiar smell of perfume came from the nose. This is the smell of He Songgao, and it is almost becoming his body odor. As a straight man, Roger himself has no habit of spraying perfume. Sometimes he even feels disgusted when he smells the pungent perfume sprayed by others. But the smell on He Songgao is different. Maybe he is too familiar with it. Sometimes he even feels at ease, just like now, he will not feel uncomfortable because of this kind of body odor-imagine, under what circumstances would you smell a person's body odor? The distance must be very close, so close that you are far beyond the social distance. If it was with another man, Roger would have fled long ago. Who would be willing to be so close to a big man? He is not a girl, what kind of appearance is that

? But now - Roger couldn't help but get closer to the faint perfume, letting it lead his nose - hey, the tip of his nose seemed to touch something, warm, fluffy, and a little itchy. What is it? Roger thought casually, and then he saw that he was sticking to He Songgao's neck, smelling his aorta like a pervert.

"..." Roger's face suddenly turned red, and he walked away from the crime scene like a thief, trying hard to look like a normal tourist. "Well, you smell so good... No, I mean the sky is so cloudy, it's going to rain."

He Songgao didn't seem to notice his abnormality at all, he let go of his precious camera, looked up at the sky, "Yes, do you want to go indoors to avoid the rain?"

"Yeah." Roger said, quietly relieved.

He recalled the feeling just now, the hair on the tip of his nose was the hair on his skin, it would be itchy when rubbed... No, he rubbed it so obviously, didn't He Songgao feel anything? His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, thinking that He Songgao would not regard himself as the kind of bad guy who takes advantage. He is a straight man! He was just curious about the smell on his body... If you have time, ask him where he bought his perfume. It smells so good and should be worth a lot of money. I hope he can afford it...

After a while, it started pouring. They hid in the restaurant diagonally opposite the Chocolate Museum and ordered some greasy sparkling water. The rain kept falling and showed no intention of stopping.

"It won't keep raining, will it?" Luo Jie looked out the window worriedly, thinking that their afternoon trip plan would not be implemented. "How unlucky it is that we finally get out and it rains."

He Songgao sat leisurely on the chair and said, "This is an accident during the trip. Since it's all accidents, instead of complaining, you might as well enjoy it. If you miss it this time, there's always next time. There's no need to be so anxious."

"You have such a good attitude." Luo Jie looked at him with interest, "Then tell me, how do you enjoy it?"

"Sit quietly and wait for the rain to stop." He Songgao said.

It seems that this is the only way. Perhaps He Songgao's calmness infected him, and he no longer felt anxious, but instead enjoyed the tranquility of the moment. Many pedestrians came in to avoid the rain. The restaurant door was revolving, and almost everyone who came in was soaked by the fast rain. They first hurriedly fixed their hair before looking around for their favorite seats.

Roger took a sip of the sweet sparkling water and leisurely enjoyed a sudden rainy day for the first time: "Are you always like this?" He asked He Songgao.

"What?" He Songgao said.

"Enjoy life," said Luo Jie, and then added, "Enjoy life in the true sense."

Perhaps this is the life experience that only rich people can have. As a poor person, he will only worry about whether there is sunshine to dry the quilt on rainy days, or whether he should rush to work in the rain. Poor people don't even have time to enjoy the sun when the weather is fine, so how can they have the mood to enjoy a heavy rain that may bring trouble. Although Luo Jie himself is not a very poor poor man, he is poorer than He Songgao. He still has to think about whether to take a leave when it rains heavily, and then go downstairs to take a taxi as usual to keep his full attendance. It is impossible for him to go to work while humming a song. How self-abuse.

"It's great to be rich." Luo Jie sighed.

He Songgao smiled and said, "Rich people have their own worries."

"Come on." Luo Jie couldn't stand hearing such words. "Give me so much money, I will worry for you, okay?"

"Okay." He Songgao said surprisingly, "I can share money with you."

"Puff." The soda in Luo Jie's mouth almost spurted out, "Why, your dad is in need of a son?" This is something that can be considered.

"But--" He Songgao looked at him intently, "You have to share your happiness with me."

Share happiness? What does this mean? Luo Jie thought for a while and said, "Just let me make you happy." Still beating around the bush, what about sharing happiness, can't you just say it in a more popular way.

"If you want to coax me, I don't mind." He Songgao smiled good-naturedly, "But what I mean is that you don't have to worry about anything, don't care about time, money, and weather, you just have to be happy and be a happy fool."