【Wolves】Sugar, Spice, and Good Taste

Scott put the dishes in the dishwasher and casually said to Logan, "Do you have a big breakfast every day?"

Logan thought for a while and replied: "It's okay." Compared with most people who rush to work, he has more than enough time to prepare three meals leisurely.

"You're not going to be hungry anyway." Scott thought of the room full of desserts, after all, if Logan was hungry, he could always refill.

"I'm leaving," Logan glanced at the wall clock. "Do you have any plans?" He didn't realize that he didn't need to ask.

Scott glanced at Jim, who had also finished his breakfast and couldn't wait, and said, "I'm going to take Jim for a walk in the park." The big dog squinted its ears, and when it heard its own name, it barked at its owner to express its agreement.

"Well, just on the way." Logan stood up and Scott nodded, waving at Jim.His German Shepherd is just over a year old now, and it is the time when he is full of energy. Scott carefully laced Jim up with a collar and leash, and they walked out together.

Although the weather in autumn is gradually getting cooler, when the sun shines on the body, it will still be a little hot.Although little Jim was eager to try in the apartment, he became quiet when he came outside, and just followed closely beside his master.

The two walked in silence, Logan looked at the young man beside him out of the corner of his eye, and then looked elsewhere. The dull atmosphere didn't end until Scott asked, "Why Wolverine, not Deer or Unicorn?"

"Someone told me a story before, about the goddess of the moon and her lover," Logan paused before continuing, "There was a god who loved his lover, the goddess of the moon, and wanted to pluck a tree for her. A rose, but was deceived by a jealous elf and left fairyland, knowing that once he left, he could never come back. So he could only cry every night to the moon that could no longer embrace him. The god His name is Kuekuatsheu, which means Wolverine." His tone was calm and his demeanor was gentle, which was a beautiful legend about a lone wolf howling at the moon.

Scott didn't expect to hear this, he felt like he was inadvertently peeping into the naked corner of Logan's heart, but he didn't ask much, just sighed: "Wolverine's story is sad, but your Wolverine gives you sweetness with sweetness." People are happy."

The corners of Logan's lips turned up a little, and he tilted his head and said, "What about you, you know that your pen name doesn't look like a love story teller, right, Cyclops?"

"It's just because I just turned to the page of the album, Greek mythology or something." Scott replied, but seeing Logan's disbelief, he knew he couldn't get it wrong, and continued to explain, "At that time, I thought People have two eyes but can't see many things, and the one-eyed Cyclops can see beautiful things, and they can also forge thunder and lightning for gods, oh, they also made the bow of the moon goddess." The young man raised his eyebrows at Logan, the man Seeing Scott's velvety eyebrows gliding over a little bit of glasses because of the change in his expression.

"So you want to be Cyclops to forge beauty and love?" Logan suddenly felt a little curious when he thought of those "sticky love stories" praised by Rogue.

"Well, it's said that their eyes can emit light, how cool it sounds." After Scott finished speaking energetically, he felt a little embarrassed. At first he thought he would be made fun of, but Logan obviously didn't mean it.

They chatted for a while longer until the two came to a fork in the road.

"At least, let me treat you to a meal as compensation." Logan raised the bag in his hand, which contained the dirty clothes he changed last night.

"Breakfast is already..." Before Scott finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man directly: "On Sunday night, you can come to the store first in the afternoon, do you have any questions?" It was obviously a question, but Logan used affirmative condescension It made Scott laugh a little bit, he knew that if he disagreed, the man with good face would feel unbalanced.

Seeing Scott nodding, Logan also breathed a sigh of relief, and he said, "See you next time, Cyclops."

"Goodbye, Wolverine." After that, he greeted Jim, wanting him to show it too, but the big dog ignored Logan, only pointed his ass and sweeping tail at the man, the dog The human looked up at its master desperately.

"Well, bye, Jim," Logan said, noticing that Scott was obviously trying to hold back a smile.After saying goodbye, the two headed towards different destinations.

Logan went home to take a rest first. After replenishing the desserts, the sign in front of the store changed from "Closed" to "Welcome".Not long after, Rogue came to work, and Wolverine soon had a busy time again.

The girl said to the back of the customer who was leaving: "Thank you for coming." Then she turned to look at the shopkeeper sitting aside. She felt that Logan looked a little different. Of course, she also noticed that the man was in a good mood now.

"Did you have an affair last night?" Rogue asked, a little curious in his tone.

"No." As expected, Logan immediately denied it, and that made Rogue firm in his mind.The extra half day off allowed her to sleep in, so whoever it was, Rogue was grateful for Logan's love interest.

In the evening, the novel writer who hadn't been here for a long time came back. Scott didn't bring a handbag, so he probably just wanted to taste delicious desserts. Logan topped his fruitcake with chopped pralines and took the liberty of substituting a glass of freshly squeezed juice for the coffee—he thought Scott was getting a little too much caffeine.Seeing the food served, the novelist who was replaced by drinks felt a little sorry, but did not raise any objections.

Rogue finally succeeded in getting Scott to sign each of his books. A line of flowing and elegant cursive characters was left on the title page of the girl's last collection. She put the books away contentedly and walked from the corner humming. out.She put the book in the drawer at the front desk, then glanced at Logan who had returned to the front desk, then turned and walked into the back kitchen.

Scott, who was sitting in the corner, looked up at Logan who was standing at the front desk. The owner who had been watching them shrugged his shoulders at the young man. Scott quickly turned his attention to the sweets in front of him. Custard pudding strips and cream were sandwiched between three layers of thin and fluffy cakes. The top layer was snow-white whipped cream, scattered with finely chopped nuts and fresh Fruit pieces, three chocolate truffles filled with cocoa powder should be an extra gift, and Logan embedded them on the cream flowers at the three corners of the cake. Thinking about it, Scott took a piece of cake with a fork and brought it to his mouth.