Greedy.

Say yes, but actually just go to the cafeteria to eat the box lunch made by the robot.

Before that, you just opened the door of a restaurant and told Qiao Qing that I want to eat here.

You want to see his reaction to the fact that the restaurant is empty.

Qiao Qing entered the door unconsciously, looked around at the empty tables and chairs, raised her hand and knocked on the glass door.

"Is anyone there?" he asked.

The sound of knuckles clasping against the glass dissipated crisply.In the extraordinarily quiet, the sound was extraordinarily clear.

You have just discovered that the world is so quiet that if you keep silent, everything falls asleep.

Or rather, no one—or anything—was awake anymore.

They all fell into a peaceful, soundless sleep.

Qiao Qing turned her head, with a trace of confusion on her brows: "It seems to be out of business."

You watch carefully.He was puzzled, but not nearly as puzzled as he should have been.As if separated by a tightly-fitting plastic film, doubts were suppressed to a reasonable level, and then easily covered up by abnormal indifference.

You smiled and said nonchalantly, "Then let's go."

The glass door slammed back, locking the empty space with a buzzing sound.

Going to eat the assembly line lunch is what you suggested.You are too lazy to make another twists and turns and ruin your mood.

You are so sweet, so I ordered a barbecued pork rice.Qiao Qing ordered beef with cold melon.

After Qiao lightly ordered the meal, he saw you laughing non-stop, and he asked puzzledly, "What happened to you with cold melon beef?"

You said seriously: "I am very good at stir-fried beef with cold melon."

"That's just right," Qiao said softly, "I especially like beef with cold melon. Give me a plate and I can eat a whole meal."

"Are you hinting at your menu? Is it convenient for me to make it for you?"

Qiao laughed lightly, and said calmly: "Of course it's best if you can eat it."

You smiled and replied, "Then you will definitely like it."

Then your smile gradually faded, and you repeated: "You will definitely like it."

The meal has arrived.An excuse that can take your silence for granted.You eat slowly, trying to put away the emotional tangle.

You always look at him unconsciously, which makes you calm.Like a snail slowly retracting its head into its shell, the sunken sponge gradually rebounds. When it rains finely and then clears up, it will naturally return to its original and peaceful appearance.

You can't tell what's good about him that's worth watching, but it also makes people feel... It seems that it's no big deal if it goes on like this.

He makes you think of eternity.

You put down your chopsticks: "How long have you liked bitter melon?"

"It's been a long time, I've liked eating it since I can remember." Qiao Qing recalled, "What about you? How long have you liked fruit candy?"

"I..." You dragged your voice out, "I fell in love with you the moment I saw you."

Ever since I met you, I've fallen in love with the smell of oranges.

Qiao lightly held the chopsticks and stopped.His chopsticks were still poking at the rice, and he froze in the air stupidly.

After a while, he sighed slightly and smiled slightly.

"I didn't decide whether to give it to you or not," he said, "but since you said so, I'm going to give it to you anyway—although it may not be as sweet as you like."

You stare blankly.

Qiao lightly took out two candies from his pocket, and there was an orange light on the candy wrapper.

"I actually didn't expect to meet you again. I took it only because I..."

He lowered his eyes.

"...Because I...want to taste what you like."

Eleven forty-three.

All sounds are silent.

You sit on the floor and stare motionlessly at a street lamp that is turned on downstairs.

Orange-flavored sugar quietly melts in your mouth.

You turned it over with the tip of your tongue against it, then moved a bit to the right, pressed the whole thing under the tongue, and pushed it back up firmly.

You think: No, I'm kind of happy.

Then you blink and laugh uncontrollably.

It is unbelievable that people can suddenly laugh for no reason for 3 minutes.

In short, when your facial muscles return to their original positions, the pointer on the watch has passed twelve o'clock inexplicably.

Look, it's another twelve o'clock, another day, and you've really completely broken out of the endless loop.

It was supposed to be an exciting moment, and you did wake up to verify it.However, people are not as good as heaven, and they never expected that when it came to the end, it would pass quietly.

The strong wind is already in place, ready to set off a turbulent wave, but the heavy sea has changed its pillars into a small hot spring at some point, and there is only one heart throbbing unbearably lonely, and it is just as lively as a water fight .

This wind is really born at an untimely time, to be robbed of the scene by orange-flavored candy, how insulting to dignity.

If you are not excited now, you will not be nervous later.That candy is like a Poseidon needle, piercing through all your worries and confusions, and locking them in the safe of "what's the big deal".

Only sweetness remains.

You took out your phone and said to yourself, then I have to thank the owner of the candy.

After all, it was such a big help.

I don't even think about the phone calls in the middle of the night, and the debt collection is not as diligent as "thank you".

The moment the human voice came from the phone, the sugar completely melted.

The sedative fails precisely, your blood heats up suddenly, and you hear your heartbeat ringing in your ears.

"Hey……"

pounding.

"what happened?"

Pound, thump.

"...Can you hear me?"

Thump, thump, thump.

You pressed your heart, lowered your head in embarrassment, and whispered to yourself: "Stop jumping!"

They will yell at their own people, things that are not enough to succeed and fail!

In this regard, the heart remained silent without complaint, but there seemed to be a muffled laughter coming from the phone.

You are helpless: "Give me 2 minutes."

The other side responded, and you really fell silent.

They all hold their mobile phones and look at the stars in the sky.

Then Qiao Qing suddenly said: "The night is beautiful tonight."

It is said that since tonight, you have looked out seriously for the first time.

In all fairness, it is really beautiful.Outside the window is a night as soft as a crow's feather, which is even more set off by the slender clouds and the galaxy.

The beating heart stretched and stretched under the vast night sky, and finally calmed down completely.

So you replied in a low voice: "Well, it's beautiful."

Gradually, your sanity returns, and you realize later that it is not a serious call to harass someone so late to chat about the night.

"But," you think, "I really want to tell him."

You fall back, leaning completely against the wall.

You say, "I just woke up from a nightmare."

It was a long, long dream.

"There was nothing in the dream."

Just some broken light.

"I was terrified at one point."

Even thought about dying.

"But at these moments, the scattered light will gather together, which is very beautiful."

It seems to be comforting me, but also seems to be just playing games on its own.

"I looked at it, and I couldn't bear it. I thought about walking for a while, can I get out of here, and go to a bright place, a place where I don't have to worry about the fluorescence dying out again."

Then I can just sit back and watch it all the time.

Live the rest of your life in the bright rays of the sun.

"That light is really cunning. As soon as I took a few steps forward, it saw that I had changed my mind, so it felt that my merits and virtues were complete, and it drifted away in a blink of an eye."

It was only when I stood there stupidly, looking around, that I realized I was alone again.

"You say it's hateful or not?"

It's abominable.

"...But it's also really moving."

I can't let it go.

From the moment I saw him, I couldn't let him go.

"No way. I had to stumble, stop and go."

Although I don't know whether it is right or wrong to go forward.

"I started standing up."

I was able to stand at first.

"But then I was tired, so tired that I couldn't stand up after sitting down. Then at a certain moment, I couldn't even sit down, and I didn't even want to sit down, so I let myself fall down. Most of the time I just Lie down there to rest, and when you think about it occasionally, use your accumulated strength to move yourself forward a little bit with all four limbs."

I don't even want dignity anymore, but I still want to see him.

"Of course it was hard work."

His body was bruised and bruised.

"But I'm crawling out now."

Also found light.

"I crawled out."

Then write it all off.

As soon as you say it, your burden and your courage suddenly leave you.The love and hate that supported you before melted into the sweet orange flavor regardless of each other, and it was hard to find the trace.

You don't have the strength to keep fighting the world.

It has no choice but to unilaterally reconcile with the world, and then use blood and flesh to bear everything it has brought down.Whether it is wind knife, frost sword, rain, dew or flowers, they are all resigned to fate.

You took off your armor recklessly.

... Fortunately, someone has carried the shield for you.