In Every Life [Jenlisa]

Chapter 49

It was early July, and the scorching summer heat was in full swing.

The Western restaurant was packed every day, and everyone was busy as can be.

Finally, after the mealtime rush had passed, everyone relaxed a bit.

Little Fatty took the water that the cashier handed him, but before he drank any, he kindly offered it to Lisa next to him. "Here, Lali, you drink first."

Lisa shook his head.

"Hey, don't be mad," Little Fatty put his arm around Lisa's shoulder, acting like they were good buddies. "The other day, I didn't know she was your girlfriend, so that's why I said we should exchange WeChat."

Lisa pushed away the hand that Little Fatty extended towards him and said calmly, "I'm not mad."

"Really?" Little Fatty was half-doubtful.

Lisa pursed his lips and nodded.

The noonday sun shone in, and he stood in the shade, staring blankly at the clean white tiles on the ground. Ever since she came to the store to eat last week, she hasn't been back.

He's busy working and his old phone can't install WeChat, so he can only call her after work in the evening.

Is she unhappy?

The young man lowered his gaze, looking gloomy.

The store was quiet, with the sound of the air conditioning humming softly.

Little Fatty nudged Lisa's hand excitedly and said, "Hey, hey, hey, isn't that your girlfriend?"

Lisa's eyelashes trembled as he looked up.

The bright sunlight shone in at noon, and the girl was wearing a moon-white dress with wavy hair tied up with a butterfly knot, a few strands falling down, making her look delicate and charming.

She followed the manager, walking gracefully.

Everyone unknowingly stopped what they were doing as the manager cleared his throat and said, "This is Jennie, our newly hired pianist. She's a newcomer, so please take care of her."

"Of course!" Little Fatty chuckled and tugged on Lisa's sleeve, "Right, Lali?"

Lisa stood frozen in place, his mind momentarily blank.

As soon as the manager left, the tense atmosphere dissipated.

Little Fatty made a few suggestive gestures towards Lisa before tactfully walking away.

A vase of bluebells sat on the counter, and Lisa reached out to touch the petals.

Her delicate eyebrows arched as she said, "Lali?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, like the first stream of water on a mountain top in early summer, with a refreshing coolness that made his heart tighten.

"Cough, cough, cough." Lisa lowered his eyes, and without realizing it, some powder had settled on his ears. "He's just shouting nonsense."

He pursed his lips, and the waves that the girl's words "Lali" had stirred in his heart had not yet subsided, gently rippling.

"Can I call you Lali too in the future?" The girl smiled brightly.

Lisa's fingertips trembled slightly.

The girl didn't know that her casual "Lali" had made his heart beat faster. The feeling of pleasure that was mixed in with the tremble made him addicted, wishing to be immersed in it all the time.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the pale yellow bellflowers swayed slightly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the girl tentatively asked, "Is it not okay?"