Your Distance

Ting Shuang's heart went up.

coming.

"What's going on at home, explain." Bo Changyi said.

"I, I moved away ..." Seeing that she really spurred Bai Changyi, Ting Shuang felt a little guilty, and a little dark, "Can't ..."

is it not OK?

Of course not.

Park Chang thought it was unbearable to think of the scene he had just seen when he returned home.

This kind of intolerance should not have appeared, because in the past, he was most independent and respectful, and needed to ensure sufficient personal space and time.

When Ting Shuang saw Bai Changyi's complexion, he used a cautious gesture to explain it unconsciously: "I still ... I helped you clean up before I left ... didn't you always let me put things back in place ... This time ... this time I put you back in place ... "

pack?

Just put the toilet ring down without dropping it?

Bai Changyi's face was even more ugly: "Are you proud?"

"No, no ..." Ting Shuang quickly and modestly said, "It's all I should do ... I will continue to work hard, continue to work hard ..."

Still working hard?

Park Chang-yi was irritated.

He is used to another way of communication, what he accepts, what he does not accept, what kind of state is comfortable, what kind of state is uncomfortable, both of them are listed on the bright side in one two three five, and can respect each other. Continue, break up if you can't.

The little **** in front of me was unhappy and hung up on his face, and asked why he didn't say it. After two days thinking that people should calm down, as a result, people directly gave him a "bye bye" scene.

In the end, Bo Changyi didn't even figure out where he had offended this little bastard.

"Come here," Bo Changyi said, calmly.

"What are you doing?" Ting Shuang was originally two steps away from Bai Changyi, but now he hid directly behind the bicycle.

When he finished hiding, he realized that the move was very naive, so he got back from the back of the bicycle, moved to Bai Changyi, and looked up: "... come here. What's wrong with me?" An innocent person.

"Where did I recruit you, did you get me this?" Bo Changyi said in a low voice.

"Nowhere ... what am I doing?" Ting Shuang blinked, her heartless and piercing look extremely annoying.

Bai Chang looked at Ting Shuang for a long time, but found that there was no way to take the little ancestor in front of him.

Communicate, little ancestors don't cooperate.

What a fight, the law doesn't allow it.

Let it go for another two days, I don't know what else this little ancestor can do.

If you just leave it alone ...

Yes.

Just reluctant.

Park Chang Yi rarely bears anything.

In fact, he has rarely talked to people over the years. He has rarely made decisions with enthusiasm, rarely restrained himself, and rarely changed his lifestyle for someone.

These are rare, all happen to Ting Shuang.

Park Chang knew what that meant.

"Forget it, you go in," Bo Changyi said. "It's eight forty."

Ting Shuang looked at Bai Changyi's face and asked, "What about you?"

"Just walk around," Bo Changyi said.

"... Um." Ting Shuang couldn't figure out whether Bai Changyi was angry now, or was too angry to talk to him at all, "So I'll ... go in and prepare?"

Park Chang nodded intently and kissed him on the forehead: "Go."

Hidden behind the kiss was a storm, but when it fell on Ting Shuang's skin, there was only a soft cloud.

Ting Shuang felt soft and couldn't help saying, "You didn't come to chat with me, you ..."

You came to beg me to move back, didn't you?

As long as you speak, I will move back.

He wanted to ask this, but he was still afraid of being rejected, so he paused and said, "What are you doing here? Wouldn't it be a special trip to come and kiss me?"

"I'm here for breakfast."

Eat breakfast? ? ?

Eat your brother's breakfast.

"Where can't I have breakfast?" Ting Shuang pointed to the opening hours on the cafe door and opened at 9 o'clock. "None of them opened here."

"I know." But eating here to see you.

"I'll come again at nine," Park said.

Staff rest room.

Ting Shuang scolded Bo Changyi while changing his work clothes.

Damn, come for breakfast.

Can't you say miss me?

Give you the most unpleasant one in a while.

After changing her clothes, Ting Shuang was preparing to close the locker. Suddenly the phone trembled and the screen read: Stephie.

His colleague has always been late, and he hasn't arrived today. I don't know what happened.

He pressed the on button.

"Ting, sorry, I'm sick, I can't come today," Stephie said, "I've taken leave with the manager."

Leave?

It's been only fifteen minutes since business opened?

Everyone is ill, and Ting Shuang can't say such words, but can only say a few words of greetings and say, "I have no problem here, rest assured. Get well soon."

Hanging up the phone and putting the phone in place, Ting Shuang suddenly thought that it was only 8.45 in the morning. Bai Changyi had returned home once before. When did he get off the plane? No, you should ask, when did he go to catch the plane?

Ting Shuang calculated the time, it should be less than four in the morning.

Just to run over for breakfast?

No, Bai Changyi should be to go home early to meet him.

They were arguing before ...

"Ting?" The door of the rest room opened, and the roaster in the morning shift called Tingshuang, and after the greeting, he was ready to leave.

"Come right now." Ting Shuang quickly locked the locker and used to prepare baking products for the shelves and turn on the coffee machine.

Today, he is the only waiter, and he has done a lot of preparation in preparation, and has no time to think about anything else.

Fortunately, only two guests came in at nine o'clock.

A young girl, a not so young Park Chang Yi.

When the girl ordered the meal, Ting Shuang's attitude was particularly good. They asked for sandwiches. He asked if they would be cut and heated, if they wanted cappuccino, and he asked what they wanted for the flower pattern.

Finally, the sandwich was hot and cut well, the paper towel was folded beautifully and pressed under the delicate silver knife and fork, and placed on a white porcelain plate together, and a cappuccino next to it outlined a perfect creamy white heart.

Bo Changyi stared at the cup of cappuccino until the girl in front put her order off the bar.

"Good morning, what do you want?" Ting Shuang was very official.

"I want to be like her," said Bo Changyi.

"Okay." This time Frost Cream asked no questions, directly heated the sandwich and put it on a plate, then made a cup of ordinary cappuccino without pulling flowers.

Bai Changyi looked at two things in the tray, describing objective facts: "This is different from what she ordered."

"It's the same." Ting Shuang politely introduced them one by one with professional gestures, as if Park Chang didn't know the two things. "This is an egg bacon sandwich, this is a big cup of cappuccino."

"The sandwich wasn't cut," said Bo Changyi, "and there is no cutlery."

Ting Shuang pointed to the place where the tableware was placed: "There is a knife over there, you can get it yourself."

"Cappuccino doesn't pull flowers," said Park Changyi. "I can't pull flowers by myself."

"That's it," Ting Shuang smiled, showing a row of little white teeth. "The waiter will pull flowers only when he is in a good mood."

Bai Changyi was angry and funny.

Today is a thorough understanding.

There are no new guests for the time being, Ting Shuang went to the back kitchen to take out some baked goods that had not been put in the glass cabinet before and set them up.

It will take some time to go back and forth like this.

As he put a row of strawberry cheesecakes into the glass case, a sound of shattering cups and pans suddenly sounded not far away, followed by a loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Ting Shuang immediately looked up and looked up, and saw that the girl who had just ordered before Bai Changyi was holding the edge of the table, and her chair collapsed, her coffee cup fell to the ground, and the cappuccino was not finished. Spilled the ground.

At first glance, Ting Shuang thought that the girl accidentally broke the glass and was about to get the cleaning tools, but she soon discovered that the girl was abnormal.

The girl was pale and pale, and her lips were pale, and even a little purple, and her eyes stared at a certain point. Her hand holding the table seemed to be shaking, and she was just shaking the one in front of her. table.

Ting Shuang immediately rushed towards the girl: "What happened? Do you need help?"

The girl did not respond to Ting Shuang's words at all, did not even move her eyes, she was clearly standing, her eyes kept open, but she seemed to have lost consciousness.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Ting Shuang waved a hand in front of the girl's blue eyes, but still got no response.

What the **** is this?

Ting Shuang was so anxious that she was about to reach out and pat the girl, but her hand was caught from behind.

He turned around, and Bo Changyi grabbed his wrist with his left hand, calmly: "Don't touch her." At the same time, the emergency call had been dialed with his right hand.

Ting Shuang turned his head to see the girl again, but glanced at the half-eat sandwich on the table.

She had a sandwich just now.

He did n’t do this. He was only responsible for cutting, heating, and loading, but ...

He couldn't help looking at the cappuccino splashing on the ground again-this was what he did.