[Comprehensive] I am troubled by suitors' suitors every day

During this time, the girl came to Café Poirot every morning.

Only order one cake every time, no more, no less.

Her azure blue eyes were as clear as a vast ocean, so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

Only she never smiles.Her black eyebrows could not be stretched out, as if they contained wisps of melancholy, which could not go away.

However, there seems to be a sweet taste in this melancholy, like a cappuccino with added sugar, the sweetness is astringent, and the aftertaste is endless between the lips and teeth.

And this trace of sweetness, only she knows.

There was a dark-skinned young man in the cafe, wearing a black and white waiter shirt, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his slender legs were particularly eye-catching.

The cake he made is so delicious, she thought, only a person with a pure and kind heart can make such a delicious cake.

Inadvertently, the fork in my hand broke with a "snap".

The girl was taken aback.

Although there was little movement here, it still caught his attention in the quiet atmosphere.

He walked over with his slender legs and a gentle smile on his face.

"Use this." He handed over a new fork and placed it gently next to the girl's cake pan.

This time it is a steel fork that is not easy to break.

The girl's pretty face was slightly flushed, thinking, God, he wouldn't think I was a rude girl. "Thank you." She pursed her lips and whispered with downcast eyes.

She still couldn't meet his eyes.

"And this." Then, he handed over another handkerchief, "Here." Pointing to the corner of his lips.

After finishing speaking, he blinked, and a little smile appeared in his purple-gray eyes.

The girl looked up at him, startled for a moment, then blushed even more, hurriedly took the handkerchief, lowered her head to wipe the corners of her mouth, nervously forgot to say thank you again.

The handkerchief has a faint scent of gardenia, and the pattern is a large bright starry sky.

But why did she feel that his eyes were brighter than the starry sky?

The author has something to say:

After brushing "The Executor of Zero" four times, I finally couldn't help but attack Touzi! ! !

This is an absolutely sweet article, feel free to enter the pit!

This is the first time I write a long article, I hope you can support me a lot! :)