His Canary [他的金丝雀]

3. I'm Afraid of You (2)

　　Dong Ci's father died early, and her mother had endless work to do every day to support the whole family. In order to share her burden, Dong Ci worked part-time in a dessert shop near the school.

　　Because it was weekend, there was no one in the shop.

　　Dingling, dingling -

　　the wind chimes made a crisp sound, and the door was pushed open from the outside. Dong Ci's face, which was originally full of smiles, froze in an instant when she saw the visitor.

　　"Looking at your expression, I guess you still remember me."

　　As Jing Rong entered, a cold wind was brought into the room. Dong Ci lowered her head slightly and asked calmly, "What would you like to order?"

　　Jing Rong did not answer, picked up the cartoon menu on the table and played with it casually, but did not even glance at it. Seeing the stiff expression of the little girl in front of him, he slightly curled his lips, leaned his elbows on the table and approached her, and asked slowly, "I want you, will you sell it to me?"

　　Dong Ci's face turned pale, and she felt that his words contained infinite sarcasm, so she pursed her lips and said, "If you don't want to buy anything, please leave."

　　"Then have a cup of milk tea."

　　He leaned lazily on the table, still smiling, and seemed to have a good temper. Dong Ci quickly made notes on the computer and asked routinely, "What flavor of milk tea?"

　　Jing Rong paused, looked at her thin lips raised, and asked instead of answering, "What flavor do you like?"

　　"..." Dong Ci was silent and typed out a list randomly.

　　Dong Ci hadn't seen him for a long time since the last time they met, so long that she almost forgot about him, but she didn't expect him to show up at this time.

　　The milk tea was ready, and Dong Ci packed it skillfully and handed it to him, but Jing Rong didn't take it.

　　"From what I understand, your family doesn't seem to be well off."

　　Dong Ci frowned slightly, put the milk tea on the table, and sneered at him coldly. "What does it have to do with you?"

　　There was a moment of stagnation in the air, but it was only a moment, and everything returned to normal.

　　"It's really none of my business."

　　Jing Rong's beautiful eyes raised slightly, and his fingertips on the table tapped the rhythm very slowly. He laughed softly, and the breath from his thin pink lips spread into a thin white mist in the air, looking a little coquettish.

　　"But maybe, you will beg me in the future."

　　Ding-bell -

　　the door of the store closed again, and the person who had just stood in front of her had left. If it weren't for the untouched milk tea and red banknotes on the table at this time, she would have thought that maybe everything was just an illusion.

　　Before meeting Jing Rong, Dong Ci's life was busy, but very peaceful and comfortable. However, now, something seems to be changing quietly.

　　Beg him?

　　Recalling every word he said to her since entering the store, Dong Ci sneered and found it a little funny even though she was angry. She was not stupid. She could understand Jing Rong's thoughts with just a little thought. Her impression of him suddenly became worse and she fell directly to the lowest point.

　　Although she could not understand his behavior and could not be sure of her guesses, she still knew very clearly:

　　people like Jing Rong must not be touched.

  　　"..."

  　　As the weather gets colder, it becomes more and more difficult for Dong Ci to get up.

 　　Recently, as the weekend approaches, she gets up earlier and earlier every day to study. 

 　　When she leaves the house every day, it is usually before dawn. "Xiao Ci, mommy made sushi for you today. Take it and eat it when you're hungry at noon." Although mommy is very busy at work, she still takes care of her three meals a day very carefully.

  　　"You have a bad stomach, and sushi is cold. Remember to drink more hot water when you eat it." Since Dong Ci got up in the morning, she saw her mother busy in the kitchen.