Cynthia’s Cat

The little guy still cares about himself, Miles looked at Cynthia tenderly, "Okay, let's change a place."

Miles looked much better, her face was not as pale as before, and her stiff expression became much more natural. She just asked Miles unintentionally. Even if Miles was really uncomfortable, she could do nothing.

She didn't get acquainted with Miles to the point of caring about each other's body. For her, Miles was just better than strangers, and she didn't trust Miles.

Miles knew that girls like beautiful clothes, and sometimes he would see beautiful clothes in the windows when passing by a commercial street, so he would bring Cynthia to a commercial street that he would never visit.

Since today is a holiday, the extraordinarily people in the commercial street, laughter filled his eardrums, which is simply torture for him.

Miles took Cynthia through the crowded crowds and took her to the place where she usually buys clothes. There were a lot fewer people on the street, which was too deserted compared to the bustling scene just now.

An unattended tailor's shop appeared in front of her. From the outside, it looked a little shabby. Maybe the business was too bleak to renovate the facade. At this time, Miles stood gently at the door and beckoned to her.

"Little guy, the place I was talking about has arrived."

Miles led her in. The shop was filled with fine fabrics. A grandfather with gray hair was sitting in front of the sewing machine cutting the fabric. The old man looked up at them and continued to cut the fabric in his hands.

Miles walked to the old man's side and said kindly: "Mr. Daniel, long time no see."

The old man said coldly: "Are you here?"

But Cynthia noticed that the corners of the old man's mouth were slightly raised. It could be seen that Miles was still very happy with his arrival. It could be seen that this was an arrogant old man. He said that he cared no more, but he was happy in his heart.

Miles motioned to let Cynthia go over, and he said to Cynthia: "This is my old friend Mr. Daniel, you can come to him for any clothes you want to do in the future. Mr. Daniel is an old tailor. Make clothes. It has been more than 50 years, and my clothes are all customized here."

Cynthia respects this kind of craftsmanship very much, and has adhered to his principles for decades, making tailored clothes by hand.

"Hello, Mr. Daniel, I'm Cynthia, I'm glad to meet you."

It turned out that the little guy’s name was Cynthia. He was really a conscientious little guy. He took care of the little guy so much, but the little guy was very indifferent to him. The first time I saw Daniel today, I told him his name. Miles felt a little bit inside. Jealous.

"Daniel, it seems that the little guy likes you a lot. She doesn't have such a good attitude towards me."

Cynthia glanced at Miles indifferently. She heard the sourness in Miles' words. Are they not familiar with each other? Please don't do anything misleading!

Cynthia looked at Miles with a slight frown, "I admire people like Teacher Daniel."

Miles looked at Cynthia’s frown, knowing that the little guy was a little unhappy, and said to Cynthia like coaxing a child: "Little guy, are you angry? Teacher Daniel has a very good personality. Angry. Okay, don't be angry, I know it's wrong."

Cynthia turned her head and didn't look at him. Even if she was feeling cold, she also found the problem. This Miles doesn't have a good impression of her, right?