nycdaug Chapter 612: Seven Deadly Sins in the Cyber Age (7)
Chapter 612: Seven Deadly Sins in the Cyber Age (7)
Song Yuesheng smiled brightly and enthusiastically led Song Le and Song Qing to the small round table next to the cashier. He gracefully gestured for them to sit down and said softly, "The conditions in this small shop are limited and it's a bit shabby. Please don't mind."
"Simple?" Song Le sat down slowly, looking around with interest, with a perfect smile on his face, and said slowly, "Miss Xiao Sheng, don't say that."
"A convenience store like yours sells a wide variety of items. To be honest, it can be compared with some stores in the Neon District." She gently played with the hair beside her ear, her eyes full of admiration.
Hearing this, Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a humble smile, and responded: "Then I will borrow your good wishes, Miss Song. I hope that our store will get better and better and live up to your praise."
"Every word I say is the truth. Why do you have to be so modest, Miss Xiao Sheng?" Song Le blinked his eyes and spoke sincerely, leaning forward slightly, as if he wanted the other party to feel his sincerity more deeply.
Song Qing listened quietly at the side, with his hands folded across his chest and his brows slightly furrowed.
After a while, she couldn't help it anymore and said irritably, "Is it necessary for you two to be so polite? I didn't invite you two together to listen to these empty compliments."
She leaned back in her chair, helplessness written all over her face.
Seeing this, Song Le hurriedly took Song Qing's arm, moved closer to her, and said softly: "Sister Qing, this is not the first time we meet, we must leave a good impression. This is basic courtesy."
Song Qing sighed helplessly, waved his hand gently, and said: "Okay, okay, you are right. I can't beat you."
As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Song Yuesheng, her expression becoming serious. "When I was helping to sort out the guest list last night, I noticed that you, Xiaosheng, were also invited. But why did you leave halfway? Did something happen?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Song Yuesheng's face, and he smiled sheepishly.
She explained, "Mr. Song's speech was too long. I'm not used to that kind of banquet, so I left early. I'm sure you know what happened afterwards."
The wind chimes hanging on the door frame of the convenience store made crisp sounds as the door moved.
Song Yuesheng turned his head and saw no one.
So she said, "Wadang, go to the second floor and get two bottles of colored capsules."
Song Qing was sitting at the outermost seat, and looked over curiously, then saw the gray cat riding the hoverboard last night.
It looked like it had just eaten something, with rice balls stuck on its whiskers.
After hearing what Song Yuesheng said, he went straight to the stairs.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Song Qingxin felt itchy. She withdrew her gaze and asked sincerely, "Xiao Sheng, which organization customized this bionic cat of yours? Give me a name."
"Sorry." Song Yuesheng had an extremely embarrassed expression on his face, his brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"The tile was given to me by someone a long time ago. I can't remember who gave it to me, let alone the name of the organization that made it."
She sighed softly, her eyes wandering a little, as if she was trying hard to recall the vague past.
At this time, Song Le interrupted casually with a seemingly unintentional smile on his face.
"Xiao Sheng, you don't know that most of the businesses that make bionic animals are not very honest. There will be no problems at the beginning, but after a few years, there will be more and more problems.
If you tell Sister Qing your name, if any problems arise in the future, Sister Qing has a wide network of contacts and can help you get an explanation.
Besides, Sister Qing really treats you as a friend.
Our names are so similar, maybe this is fate."
After listening to what Song Le said and looking at Song Yuesheng's increasingly embarrassed expression, Song's face instantly turned a little ugly.
Song Yuesheng slowly lowered his eyes, his eyes were dull, and his fingers subconsciously rubbed back and forth on the teacup in front of him, his movements were slow and heavy.
Her thoughts seemed to be pulled back to a sad moment, and the expression on her face became even sadder.
"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's me..."
Song Yuesheng paused, as if his throat was choked by something, his voice trembled slightly, and he choked a little: "An accident happened three years ago, causing me to forget a lot of things."
pat.
A tear slid down Song Yuesheng's cheek and accurately hit the surface of the water in the teacup. In this quiet and somewhat depressing environment, the sound seemed particularly abrupt and clear.
Song Yuesheng's eyes moved slightly.
Weaker than?
After all, she is a tasker who has experienced too many worlds. Even if she didn't know how to do it before, after meeting so many people and adding her own performance, she can always perform it well.
When Song heard the sound of tears falling into the water, he felt filled with regret.
She felt that she had just judged others by her own standards. Why didn't she consider that Song Yuesheng might have something to hide?
Song Le drank up the tea in front of him and didn't seem to be moved at all.
At this embarrassing and depressing moment, the wind chimes at the door of the shop rang again.
Then, there was the sound of steady and powerful footsteps.
Song Yuesheng heard the noise, stood up, and quickly turned to look at the customer who walked into the shop.
It turned out to be Ye Yuheng?
Seeing the person coming, Song Yuesheng's eyes flashed slightly.
The heroine had just come to see him, and he came?
Noticing tears flowing out, Song Yuesheng quickly stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the tears away.
Then, she put on a proper smile again, looked at Ye Yuheng and said, "I'm sorry, we have a distinguished guest here, so we are temporarily closed."
Ye Yuheng, however, seemed to have not heard her words. He looked at her straight, with a faint smile on his lips, and teased: "Oh, I finally know what tricks you are playing. You know that I feel sorry for the beauty and she is crying, so you are playing hard to get very well."
Song Yuesheng chuckled and retorted, "I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic, Mr. Ye. But don't worry, when I cry for you, I will definitely find many beauties."
Ye Yuheng's face darkened slightly: "You curse me to death."
"No." Song Yuesheng answered quickly, "I mean if you have a pia scene with others in the future, I will find a few people to help you record the group crying scene."
When Ye Yuheng heard this, his voice became cheerful again.
"And you still say you don't play hard to get?"
"I was watching Song Qing's live broadcast room. Your live broadcast..." Song Yuesheng considered his words, "I am not the audience."
Seeing Wa Dang walking down the stairs slowly with a bag in his mouth, she walked over, took the bag from his mouth, and said, "Turn the sign outside to the side with red words, so that no more customers come in and disturb us."
"Meow meow."
Wadang swung his short legs and walked towards the door.
Ye Yuheng's eyes sparked with interest: "Hey, where did you buy the cat?"
Song Yuesheng ignored him and handed the two bottled capsules in the bag to Song Qing and Song Le respectively.
"I don't have anything good to give you, so I can only give you these capsules that taste like alcohol. The alcohol tastes strong, but the alcohol content is low. You won't get drunk even if you take a whole bottle. Take one at a party, and you can leave drunk at any time."