If You Refuse, I Will Mourn For You For The Rest Of Your Life

"Welcome..."

After Xia Zejian pushed the door in, he heard a gentle voice coming from inside.

I saw a girl in a wheelchair reading a book, heard the wind chimes in the store, and saw Xia Zejian come to the store, and she also showed a smile.

Her hair was an unhealthy blonde, and her body was as weak as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. The legs in the wheelchair were motionless, as if she had told everyone about her status.

And Xia Zejian naturally knows it.

"Guests... Is there anything you need?

Looking at Xia Zejian's somewhat nostalgic eyes, An and Fengling could only smile. Looking at the things he bought in his cake shop, he said, "Is it a bad choice?" "

“...... Yes, there are so many options that it's a bit dizzying. "

Well... Then let me recommend it for you.

After she heard Xia Zejian's words, she nodded clearly. Then he moved his wheelchair to the front of the cabinet next to him and introduced, "The cake here is the finished product we prepared, you can take a look."

"If you're not satisfied, then our cake shop also accepts homemade. If you have your own ideas, you can also let us know and we will strive for a perfect restoration.

Her words showed her gentleness, and she was also someone who Xia Zejian even felt a little indebted.

“...... Miss Anhe, my eldest brother wants me to come and tell you that he is all right now, so you can rest assured.

Hearing Xia Zejian's words after being silent for a long time, An and Fengling just smiled, raised their hands as if they wanted to touch Xia Zejian's head, and whispered, "Who is your eldest brother?"

"He is doing well in a foreign country now, with a new job and some new things. It's just that maybe I'm a little busy this year and can't come back to this place. "

yes—"

A smile appeared on her face again, as if she was really happy because of him. His fingers moved slightly, and he said, "It's okay... It's good if he's happy.

"After all, what can I ask for if I'm like this?"

"Oh yes, so you still want some cake?" I've got some of his favorite flavors here, so you can try them too.

In this silence, An and Fengling seemed to think of something, pushed their wheelchairs to the side of the cabinet and took out a cake that looked like a cake, handed it to Xia Zejian and said

, "Although I don't know why he likes to eat this almond and peanut flavor cake so much, I think it's not bad." You can taste it.

"Of course, if you're allergic to these two things or don't like anything, don't force it, I can get you another one."

"No, no, no, I really want to taste what my big brother likes to eat."

Looking at the cake full of memories in front of him, even Xia Zejian couldn't help but show a smile on his face. After getting a knife from the table, he scraped a piece of cake from it and began to taste it.

It's still a familiar taste, or that familiar bitterness with a hint of sweetness. The warm emotions of the person who made the cake were combined, and it became more liking Kasumawa Stream.

"It's delicious, it's something my eldest brother likes."

"Well, if you like it. By the way, your eldest brother must have said what he saw and heard in a foreign country, right? Did he tell you? "

Of course, he, in—"

The two men talked happily, as if if there was nothing to stop them from talking, they could talk until they were old.

However, at this time, a strong man who directly pushed the door in from outside the door, glanced at Xia Zejian next to An and Fengling, and didn't say anything, just walked to the side of An and Fengling, and whispered:

"Boss, our gang competition today has fallen into a disadvantage, how do you think we can solve this problem?"

"Don't worry, I'll take a look in a moment. If something happens, you have to figure out the solution, and I like it very much that you don't change your face now.

"As for the rest, I won't talk about it yet. Let's talk about it. I'm still entertaining guests. "

Yes, I see."

After hearing An and Fengling's words, the man nodded silently to An and Fengling, and then left here without looking back.

After seeing the bodyguard leave, An and Fengling looked at Xia Zejian, who seemed to be a little surprised, and said,

"What's wrong?" Is it the sugar content of desserts, doesn't it make you feel too bland or something? "

“...... Not really. "

Although it may be because it has been a little too long, there should be some specific changes in everything. For example, in previous years, masks were nothing more than free things.

But well...

Looking at An and Fengling, who were almost the same figures as in his memory, Xia Zejian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Why did she suddenly become an obedient lady in her previous life today, and today she suddenly became a gang, and it looks like she should be the boss? How many strange things are contained in this, Xia Zejian doesn't know.

He only knew that the strong man who had just walked over seemed to be a powerful general left by his previous gang.

So now if you take a look... He was inherited by his previous life as a gangster because he died?

Did she blow him up with gold coins?

Yes? Is the sun coming out of the west?

According to Xia Zejian's understanding of this person, saying that she has motor nerves is an insult to normal people.

And the place of the pole.,Although I don't say it.,But it's also very dependent on skills to convince the other party.,It can be said that skill or something is an important factor in whether the pole is good or not.。

So how did she get this group of little brothers who he punched down to listen to her? Even when Ben Idu was in power, it could only be said that they had been served.

So how did she manage to convince this group of extremists? Rely on yourself to be beautiful, rely on your own gentleness, rely on your own physical disability?

It's not a place that can be easily conquered with its charm.

Looking at An and Fengling, who were still calm and looking at him gently, Xia Zejian only felt that his scalp was a little numb.

After a brief moment of silence, he organized his words and said, "You... Is it their head?

"I'm just helping someone else run something that he already has."

After An and Fengling only replied slightly, they stretched out their hands and said to Xia Zejian

, "Speaking of which, I don't even know your name when we talk until now, sir." Is this a romantic secret that only some people are allowed to know? "