Was fired and opened a gourmet food store

"Xu Ziqi!"

It was a soft and thin voice that called Xu Ziqi.

Hearing the voice, Xu Ziqi turned around.

Ye Xiaoyu stood in front of him.

She was wearing a yellow sweater and black straight pants, and a pair of short boots.

Her long hair was scattered naturally, wrapping her slightly thin shoulders.

She had a beautiful oval face under her slightly messy air bangs.

The soft peach eyes on her face looked at him with a little affection.

"Little Ye, why are you here?"

Seeing Ye Xiaoyu, Xu Ziqi walked over with a smile.

Seeing Xu Ziqi getting closer and closer, Ye Xiaoyu's little heart beat faster and faster, and her two little hands clenched into fists.

When Xu Ziqi came to her side, her forehead was already slightly sweaty, and a few strands of bangs were also stuck on it.

"What's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Looking at Ye Xiaoyu, whose face was red and even trembling slightly, Xu Ziqi asked with concern.

"I..."

"I have..."

"...I'm fine..."

Looking at Xu Ziqi's eyes, Ye Xiaoyu's face turned red, but she was hesitant to speak.

"Well, I'm glad you're fine."

Xu Ziqi was relieved to see Ye Xiaoyu say this.

After a pause, he brought the porridge in his hand to her and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"Well... Is this... Is this something you left for me?"

Seeing the porridge in Xu Ziqi's hand, Ye Xiaoyu asked shyly.

"Well, I left it for you." Xu Ziqi nodded.

He cooked a total of 1,500 bowls of porridge today and sold 1,499 bowls. This bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge was specially reserved for Ye Xiaoyu.

Because every night before, Ye Xiaoyu would come here to drink porridge.

But today, Ye Xiaoyu didn't show up until the store closed.

He had wanted to take it back for a midnight snack.

Unexpectedly, she still came.

"Well... thank you."

Hearing Xu Ziqi's words, Ye Xiaoyu nodded gently.

"Come in and eat."

As Xu Ziqi spoke, he opened the door.

As the light button made a "click" sound, the store became brighter.

The soft light shone in every corner of the store and on the faces of the young man and woman.

The boy's face was calm, while the girl's face was a little nervous.

"Sit here."

"Well, okay."

Xu Ziqi led Ye Xiaoyu to sit down, then helped her open the porridge lid, then pushed it in front of her and said softly: "Eat!"

"Thank you~"

Taking the spoon handed over by Xu Ziqi, Ye Xiaoyu scooped up a spoonful of porridge.

Tasted it gently.

Well, it tastes as good as always.

As the warm porridge slowly entered her stomach, Ye Xiaoyu was no longer so nervous.

Her mood also calmed down.

When the porridge in the bowl began to run out, she put down the spoon.

Then she looked up at Xu Ziqi and said in a calm tone: "I have something to say to you."

"Well, go ahead."

Xu Ziqi nodded.

"Huh~"

Take a deep breath.

Although still a little shy, Ye Xiaoyu still mustered up the courage to look directly into Xu Ziqi's eyes.

Then as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Finally, it turned into a sentence:

"I... I like you!"

...

...

Hearing this confession, Xu Ziqi was stunned at first.

But seeing Ye Xiaoyu's voice was very soft, but her eyes were very firm, he sighed silently in his heart.

Alas.

I didn't expect her to say it...

In fact, Xu Ziqi had long felt that Ye Xiaoyu was special to him.

At first, he thought it was a simple friendship between friends.

But as time went by, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

After all, how could an ordinary friend always think about you, put your affairs first, and like to stare at you no matter what.

Even when you pick her up from get off work, her expression is particularly sweet and expectant.

Are there such ordinary friends?

Probably not...

Although Xu Ziqi is stupid in this regard, he has at least been in love once, and he is not a pure wooden lump.

After this period of getting along, he vaguely felt that Ye Xiaoyu was a little interested in him.

But knowing is knowing, and accepting is another matter.

After all, he just ended a four-year relationship a month ago.

The other party is still his high school classmate.

Now there is another high school classmate...

Although the two have different personalities and different attitudes towards him, Xu Ziqi is still unsure.

Moreover, he has no money and power now, and he has not even earned back the original 50,000 yuan, and even the grocery shopping car is someone else's.

With such a man, what can he use to make a girl happy?…

Seeing Xu Ziqi not speaking, Ye Xiaoyu's hopeful eyes slowly dimmed.

She suddenly felt a little aggrieved, her eyes turned red, and she asked with sobs:

"Xu Ziqi, what do you mean?"

"..."

Xu Ziqi was a little flustered for a moment.

He didn't know how to explain his inner thoughts to the crying girl in front of him.

He just said in a panic: "Don't cry, I don't mean anything."

"Then... do you like me?"

Ye Xiaoyu looked at Xu Ziqi again with slightly red eyes from crying and asked.

She also gave it up.

Since it was a confession, it had to be carried through to the end.

Xu Ziqi was silent for a while.

Whether he liked Ye Xiaoyu...

He didn't know.

He just felt very happy to be with her, and he was used to her standing on the roadside waiting for him every day.

Even during the week when she visited her home, when they didn't have time to meet, he would often think of her.

I want to meet her, talk to her, and cook for her.

Uh... if this is love, then I should be.

But the same thing.

I have nothing, how can I make her happy?

…

Xu Ziqi was struggling.

And Ye Xiaoyu was discouraged when she saw that he didn't say anything for so long.

She stopped crying, wiped her tears with her clothes, stood up, turned around and ran outside.

Xu Ziqi, who was in a dilemma, didn't notice it at the first time.

When he came to his senses, Ye Xiaoyu had already run a few steps away.

He stood up and wanted to chase her, but was tripped by a chair again, and could only watch Ye Xiaoyu leave the store.

When he limped out of the door, Ye Xiaoyu had disappeared from his sight.

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