not to marry?why are you teasing me

Chapter 94 Reunion

The reason why Yang Haochen was able to open a milk tea shop in the city center and still have such a good reputation was entirely because the signboard was out and the boss often came to sit in the town, and he also provided toilets for free. The business is not good.

But on the opposite side, Yang Haochen remembered that it was still a department store last month, right?The intensive repairs on the second floor, the facade is absolutely terrifyingly expensive, and now they open a steamed stuffed bun shop?Hehe, he didn't believe it was a coincidence.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Yang Haochen wandering around for countless times, the beautiful milk tea girl was gossiping, "Isn't it? Boss just said he was looking for someone, but he was trapped by love? "

Yang Haochen's face was full of black lines, and then he suddenly stopped her: "What do you think is the best way to get revenge on a guy who dumped you?"

"!" The girl is in a bad mood, what did their male god say?Dump!There is someone in this world who dares to dump their boss!I just don't want to live anymore!

The girl rolled up her sleeves: "Boss, as long as you give an order, I believe that the beauties and handsome guys in our 480 eight chain stores across the country will beat her to death for you! No matter who he is! Superman, we can help you put his underwear on." Pull it out!"

Well, that's it, what a group of caring employees!It's not in vain that he has strict interviews for high-tech recruitment. In other words, it can be considered that there are more than [-] people in the palace. Why can't they think about it?

Thinking of this, Yang Haochen suddenly smiled: "In this case, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter?" The girl looked filled with righteous indignation, "You tell me, I'll never let you go!"

"How about being my wife for a few days?" Yang Haochen laughed at that evildoer.

How about being my wife for a few days?How about being my wife for a few days?How about being my wife for a few days?It's like... the girl suddenly has a little blood tank empty, it's my wife!Not a girlfriend!This is the rhythm of being pampered and envied and hated by all the employees of the school grass milk tea shop across the country!

Luo Xiaolu, after graduating from high school, went through untold hardships to join the school grass milk tea shop. After four years, she finally became a manager-level figure. One day in a certain month of the year, they were named by their boss as his wife because of a heart of gossip.

Then, our Luo Xiaolu firmly refused!

"You belong to everyone, you don't belong to me alone." Luo Xiaolu's eyes were firm when she said this, "We have an appointment, and no one can grab the boss."

According to the first rule of the internal staff rules - no one can accuse Mr. Boss!Only yy can not be monopolized.

Yang Haochen: "..." Hehehe, I said why no girl in the store has ever confessed to me?It turns out that it is already a popular product. Is it really okay for you to make an appointment behind your back?

At nine o'clock in the morning, the steamed stuffed bun shop across the street officially opened, and the sound of the salute made Yang Haochen a little restless, and almost poured out all the cup of milk tea he had made.

Finally, Luo Xiaolu finally came back, holding an exquisite gift box with big chubby white buns printed on it, Luo Xiaolu put the gift box on Yang Haochen's table: "Boss, the new store opened, they only gave away buns, I also tasted one just now, and it was really good, so I bought a cage and came back, would you like to try it?"

There are only two buns in a box, but they are very big, still steaming, with a strong fragrance and good shape.

However, Yang Haochen's face became very ugly. A certain deep memory made him feel psychologically disgusted. He pushed the bun away and almost threw it on the ground: "Take it away, I don't eat this kind of thing .”

"It's really not greasy, and it's not dirty. I even visited their kitchen, and the aseptic management is very clean." Luo Xiaolu thought that Yang Haochen thought it was unclean, and quickly explained.

"It's not unclean, I never eat this kind of food." Yang Haochen stood up, then walked out the door, quickly escaping from an overly familiar smell.

It has been almost six years, and since he left, Yang Haochen has never eaten buns again.

How deep can you love someone?It's probably so deep that you think that time will slowly erase him in your memory, but in fact, as time goes by, certain memories become more vivid and profound, eating away at your heart all the time.Even if you deliberately don't remember and don't think about it, when certain things happen, the pain will be more profound.

I don't know what kind of propaganda method was used, the steamed stuffed bun shop opposite was crowded with people, and I couldn't see anything from this side, it was just across the street.

Yang Haochen, you should go and have a look!The inner voice told him that as long as he looked over, he would know the answer.

However, Yang Haochen found that he didn't have the courage to move away. In the end, he walked along the street in the opposite direction.

"Brother, can you pick up the balloon for me?" A little girl suddenly grabbed him.

Yang Haochen came back to his senses, only to see a very cute little girl pointing at a certain tree by the roadside, looking at him with big eyes pleadingly: "Brother, my balloon flew to the tree, can you help me?" Shall I pick it up?"

The trees beside the street have been around for many years, they are tall and big, and there is a strange-looking balloon stuck between the branches above.

"It's a bit high, little friend, why don't you buy another one if my brother gives you money?" Yang Haochen hesitated.

"Wow!" The little girl cried immediately, "It's gone, I can't buy it anymore! Uncle Baozi said that each child can only have one."

Seeing the little girl's tears, Yang Haochen's heart softened. He sighed, leaned down and wiped away the little girl's tears gently: "Well, don't cry, I'll go up and pick it up for you."

After finishing speaking, Yang Haochen rolled up his sleeves and climbed up the tree. Fortunately, he had been exercising more frequently these years, and his skills were considered vigorous. With long hands and long feet, he climbed up the tree in just a few steps.

Gently pinch the thread, and then slowly pull the balloon down. He was about to succeed, but when he saw the bun-shaped balloon, his heart beat involuntarily.

Familiar appearance and familiar style brought back the deepest memory in his heart. When he was a teenager, he once handed him a doll with a big bun, with gentle eyes and brows—a birthday present for you.

At this moment, he stepped on the ground and fell straight down!

The emptiness in his whole body made Yang Haochen wake up instantly, and he couldn't care about any ghost memories anymore. His only thought was that sooner or later in this life, he would be killed by that big bun!He closed his eyes, and he could almost imagine tomorrow's news, the owner of a certain popular milk tea shop, a certain writer who was killed because he was picking up a balloon...

However, the pain from the landing did not come, but fell into a soft embrace, his heart beat a few times strangely, and then he opened his eyes, and saw a huge bun face—yes, it was buns Face, a person covered by a stuffed stuffed bun doll, through the transparent eyes, I can't even see what the eyes look like.

The slightly embarrassed Yang Haochen immediately broke free from the man, heaved a sigh of relief, and handed the balloon in his hand to the little girl: "Keep it well, don't let him fly again, this is because my brother risked his life to pick it up for you." of."

"Thank you brother, but I still have to thank Uncle Baozi." The little girl was very sensible, but she was actually a little scared by Yang Haochen's fall from the tree. She bowed gratefully to the cosplayer Baozi, "I want to replace Brother thank you."

Uncle Baozi's tone was not very kind, on the contrary, he was a little fierce to the little girl: "Don't let someone pick it up for you in the future, you know? Climbing trees is dangerous! If you want, you can ask me for another one. What would you do if something happened to your brother?"

The little girl felt wronged immediately, and quickly said sorry to Yang Haochen.

Yang Haochen pinched the little girl's face: "Forget it, aren't you okay? Just be careful, don't be here alone, and stay with the adults, okay?"

"Mom is in the public toilet over there. I'll go find her." After saying that, the little girl ran away, not sure if she was frightened by Uncle Baozi's harsh tone.

For the "Uncle Baozi" who saved his life, Yang Haochen was still grateful, but that Uncle Baozi obviously didn't want to say anything to him, so he glanced at Yang Haochen, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand from himself. He untied one of the balloons tied to his shoulders, and handed it to Yang Haochen: "Our store's mascot, I'll give you one."

This time the voice could be heard clearly. The voice of a man should not be very old, but it was so strange that he couldn't connect with that man's voice at all.

When the hands touched, Yang Haochen even slightly touched the palm of that person. Although there was a layer of white gloves, Yang Haochen also felt the coldness of that person's palm.

It wasn't him, it wasn't him, Li Xiaoming's body was hot, and his palms were always dry and warm.

"A mascot?" Yang Haochen looked at the floating balloon, sighed slightly, then suddenly remembered something, ran towards the front, and then quickly got into a taxi and left.

Behind what Yang Haochen didn't see, Uncle Baozi had already taken off his hood, revealing a young and handsome face. He took off his gloves, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

He leaned gently against the tree, his eyes were dark, watching the man get into the taxi and then disappeared, he clenched his palms tightly after all: "I thought I was strong enough, but when you fell from the tree For a moment, I suddenly understood that I would still be afraid..."

Yang Haochen, Yang Haochen, Yang Haochen...he silently recited it thousands of times in his heart, but when he saw that person, he found that he couldn't even pronounce that person's name.

Even though countless times have passed, in the end, I still want to hold you in the palm of my hand, the love of my life. That mood has never changed.

I have been looking forward to meeting you for so long, but what kind of face should I use to see you, and what kind of attitude will you use to treat me?